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Method: DILD
Recall: great
Lucid Ability:8
Vividness: perfect
Dream Length:long

I'm in this huge bathroom/shower...gigantic even. There are several showers inside, and jacuzzi type tubs. The ceilings are high and everything is round, ocean like. Theres a certain calmness about this place. I played around with one of the showers, and it came on from the ceiling with a pull of a switch like a fan. When The shower started spraying, the tub automatically started filling up, and overflowing into the rest of the room, because it was designed that way. The room just looked like everything sort of flowed when all of the showers would have been turned on. There was a main drain in the center of the room for good reason.

Finally I turned it off by using a handle I saw at another location and I started heading out. As I left the room, I saw my sister-n-law and she was with some kids. I guess she was going to help them get a shower or something. I get outside, and see that I'm at some huge hotel/resort, and it's one big party. Some kid walks up to me and tells me about some girl who likes him, or something out of the blue, and I'm looking around and everyone is hooking up with everyone at the moment.

I found it odd that he would randomly start talking to me, and then I looked in the window. I saw some girl sitting at a desk reading some paper, and her top was hanging down just so one nipple was exposed. I grabbed the guy and said "hey did you see that!?". The DC was clueless to what was going on. I sped up and left him, and continued walking around this area, and did a u-turn.

There are literally tons of people out here, and everyones having a good time. It's the middle of the day, but all the people are drinking. There are even people having sex. I mean hot chicks doing average joes, and there are designated areas. Somethings not adding up.

I see my brothers and my sister, and they greet them, it looks like I arrived just in time for breakfast. The plates are already set out with food, and they all say "hi". I asked my oldest brother...
Me: What day is it?
Him: Labor day
Me: How did I get here?
Him: You don't remember?
Me: what day is it again?
Him: It's September the first
Me: So you're saying I slept all the way until next year and arrived here?

I stared at my plate and watched it wobble back and forth for a few moments, and it flew across the table at one of my brothers. He says I was rude. I look at them and say "don't you guys realize that this is a dream right now?". Even the guy who was playing live (80s) music started saying "he's dreaming". Over and over in the song. After making a few more plates fly at my siblings, I decided there was other things to get into.


IE: It's Plan B time

I walked around until I found the perfect candidate. There were two Columbian girls sitting at the bar. They both had auburn hair and fake boobs, and they one looked my age, and one looked a little older. I sat right between them and started kissing on the neck. Two seconds later, her friend pulls me away from her, and starts kissing me. Then she lets me go, and I started kissing the other girl again. Then we both started three way kissing. My hands are just exploring as much as possible at this moment, and they both stand up and pull down their skirts.

Spoiler for it gets graphic here.:

One girl climbs up her barstool and says "do me". I took her down off of it, and proceeded. Then I switched to the other girl. They wanted me to cum so bad. I pulled out of her and took off my condom, it had a small amount in it, and they wanted me to give it to them.

Something didn't seem right by that. I started walking off, and they got really mad at me. They kept telling me that thats what they needed me to do. I walked up to a sink with condiments on it and poured hot sauce into it, and flushed it down the sink.

All of a sudden theres an explosion of violence. EVERYONE starts fighting. Just then, hundreds of people with weapons they got from no where started killing and maiming each other. Guess who was the only unnamed guy there? Not only that, the first thing I picked up was a butter knife but I had lucidity on my side. Some big guy started rushing at me, and I cut his throat with it. I was expecting blood, but nothing happened, the guy just plopped down face first into the floor.

I jumped over the long dinner table and watched a guy who used a weapon that was like a small chainsaw that acted more like a wood chipper. Bloods flying everywhere from the guy he's working, and the first thing I think is "I gotta get me one of those". He turns around and tries to use it on me, and I block it, grab it from his hands, and I started cutting him up. Seriously, I don't know what this thing was, but blood tissue, bones and everything else, was just flying from the guy at me. Tons of it, I moved on to the next guy, and it had the same reaction. I'm covered in blood and guts at this point, and each time I do it, it never gets old. Then the dream abruptly ends.

FA

I'm in my bed with my eyes closed thinking "damn....I was owning them"....then I really woke up.

It started out in my back yard beside my shed. Me and some friends (Didn't actually know them, they were random DC's who I didn't know in waking life) were blowing up an inflatable pool there was one section of the pool that was suppose to be like a hot tub, the water was heated, and the other section was just a normal pool. I decided to get in the hot tub section and the water was freezing cold for some reason so I jumped out.

Then, all of a sudden there were police cars and vans everywhere and news helicopters flying over head, I ran over to them and asked what was going on, and apparently there was a bomb threat called in for my address, somehow I got inside and I was on the phone with a woman that was helping me locate and diffuse the bomb, I told her "Wow, with the amount of police shows and junk I watch on TV you think I would be an expert at this" and I kept looking around the house for the bomb

I woke up in the middle of this dream because my girlfriend was getting ready for work, I went right back to sleep and I was back in the house looking for the bomb, I saw a flash of light and found the device, I heard the woman over the phone say "It wont be much longer now". I heard my girlfriend walking towards me and I heard this loud pop and some sort of engine revving, so I grabbed her and yelled "We have to get out" and ran out the door with her and the bomb exploded.


I later found out the light was my girlfriend turning on the hall light, and the pop with engine revving was her turning on the light for the bathroom (It has a fan to circulate air) and shutting the door

Hello
Couldn't sleep at all, got just 4 hours of sleep, felt really really nervous through the day. I can recall anything....

By the way, I just realized that every Thursday, I'm unable to recall something. Coincidence?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Heya. I didn't get much sleep at all last night... I tried to fall asleep for atleast an hour or more, and after a while I suddenly woke up from a strange dream. The clock showed 4.30. I don't recall much from it.

4.30: Rats and retarded blonde
I'm at my cousins house and I'm taking care of their rats while they are away. There's a blonde girl with me and she has really thin hair and looks a bit retarded. I pat her on the cheek and she looks up at me, like she wants me. I can't help to feel the same for some reason, but we don't do anything. The rats has to be moved and we start talking about how we should do it. "Should we just move the cages, or should we trap them in this room?" I ask.

Amount of sleep: 4 hours

Food before bed: 1 can of mackerell on knäckebröd, 20cl applejuice,
2 eggs, 1 omega-3 pill, 100mg B6.

Well, atleast something from 4 hours. I think it was because of the B6. I have started to try to incubate a desert, for the MILD class. And I think it's going well! We'll see if I make it in three weeks, but I should be able to. If I stay positive and try hard.

One thing I might able to do, is remember what it feels like being on the beach, that can help with the visualization. Or even touch some sand in a sandbox.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

The only thing I remember was watching NFL highlights.

For the first time in a while, i'm glad to say i had a lucid, and my recall is getting better.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-7

I'm on my way to class, driving a speedbike. There are mainly trees along the way on both sides of the road. When i get near the school, i realize i'm dreaming. I did a nose RC, and lucidity hit me like a bag of bricks. I still had to drive the bike, but it wasn't to hard to steer. I was mainly looking at the enviorment which it replicated very well. Down to very individual details.
I pull into my school and park. There are some random people walking around. I went up to a janitors closet. I was going to try to make a portal. On the front of the door where it said something else that i can't recall now, i wrote in, "MOON". I hopped in. Everything was starting to feel weird like my mind was creating a new place, and when i steped out it would be the moon.
But then a FA hit me. I thought it was a DEILD. So i laid perfectly still, but still saw threw my eyes at a computer. Then when i focused in i saw that there was a time, then said dang, i messed up the deild.
Dream Skip
Its nighttime at the college. My speedbike is parked at a different location. I go to it to start it up. It starts up fine, but i can't find the lights. So i try putting back on its stand. It doesn't want to go easily.(actually i just remembered, i didn't park it when i was lucid. I jumped off of it. just a note). I eventually force it down and talk to some people who were saying its a nice bike. I get back on it and start riding with no lights up the wrong way. On the way i'm pressing buttons, and one of them is the lights.
I'm happy i found the lights, turn around, and start heading to the exit. Along the way i crash sorta. By sorta, i mean that the side of the road, and my bike went under some redneck guys truck. I keep going to look at it, and going around to look at it. Apparently they never even noticed it. So i ask them for some help. They move their truck and i get my bike back and start riding. It's wet out and i can't see threw my helmet at that point. I wait a while, then i leave once it stopped raining.(also, at the same time, a spaceship was in the air. It was blasting off to go somewhere and a little probe hit it, just thought that was odd)
DreamSkip
I'm at my dad's house playing a GTA4 type game. He tells me to get on a motorcycle. I find one in the game, then in the dream i put on a helmet. We both laugh and i lose my recall from there.

I had another dream, but it was too simple to fully explain i'll give a summary below.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-6

I drove my friends to school. Friend asks me to pay him back. I give him 10 bucks. I tell them i don't go to classes here even though i technically have them.

well the dream starts with my mom(doesnt look or act like my mom) putting my sister(i dont have a sister in real life) in this weird safe where my sister will suffocate. apparently my mom has gone crazy(with a few other people too). i panic and scream trying to find out how to get the safe open. i see like 8 slots where 8 different keys are needed to open the safe. i notice my mom has a key ring with A LOT of keys on it. i try several attempts to get the keys(searching, trying to bribe some guy who is helping my mom, hacking the safe). eventually i find out that my friend's girlfriend knows where the key is. i go outside to the north side of my house to find her but she is trying to get in her car and drive off with the keys. she gets in the car and starts to drive away. i try to run and chase here but cant keep up. my friend(her boyfriend) is already in his car(separate from her) driving in front of her. he looks back at me and smiles. he stomps on the brakes making his GF slam into the back of his car. i run to her car and take the keys. i go back inside my house to get my mom to tell me which keys to use for the safe. she wont tell me and she locks me in the bathroom. there is a small window in the room so i try to climb threw it. i cut myself on the glass badly. i run to the safe(in my back yard) and try to get the safe open. i cant get any of the keys to fit. i spend the next 10 minutes screaming and crying because i couldnt save my sister(that i dont really have). the dream just ends after that.

side note: in the end while crying, i saw my reflection in the safe wall. i looked very real and not blurry. i could see myself crying.

Imma write key words for now

Dream 1: Chocolate, night shift, box, man, job

Dream 2: Library, girls, walk around, friends

Dream 3: Father time, mirror, eliminate, kid, reason

Dream 4: Charles-Antoine, cocaine, mom, brother and sister, lack responsability, TV, show
THEN--- DS, pokemon, Buizel, Chansey, magcargo lvl6, Gengar lvl 32, macgargo faster, water attack, ability, Metal electrode

Dream 5: Big English grammar test: Philippe, write, metamorphosis, orange writing, Mathilde
THEN--- Colossus, ball, damage, electricity, shit, its pretty bad

Dream 6: Symbols, narrator, humor, lucid

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:30 GMT – Sleep

Weird animals
I’m under the viaduct at my home town, crossing a road that passes under it, when I see a cute fluffy cat with an enormous head, although inside the range of normality, passing by. I also see a pigmee elephant with antlers instead of tusks and a tiny short trunk. I also think he was a bit furry on the back. A truly weird animal. A gipsy woman approaches me saying she wants to read my future in my hands and I say I’m not interested. Then I realise I don’t have any money, any purse, not even keys to my home. Instead of despair I feel so free – I start realising I’m probably dreaming.

Trying to do the RPG task I
Then I’m inside some studio, watching a talk show being recorded and I decide to do the nose RC. Somehow it is not clear enough – I do have difficulties in breathing when I pinch my nose. So I do the ultimate test and cross a giant speaker box as if it was an hologram. OK, now I know I am dreaming. I remember the RPG task to go save the demon boy in the woods and I check my reflection somewhere just to be sure I’m on my RPG character (my warrior me). I am close but not enough. I try to summon weapons but when I look again I have strange hair in black, red and white shades. I get distracted by that and wake up.

Trying to do the RPG task II
I force myself into dream again and I find myself back in the studio again watching the talk show – boring! I have to start all over, but at least now I don’t need RC. I decide to move forward to jump to the RPG dream. I end up in the lobby of this building. It is golden with large glass windows and doors. I see the street outside. I look for something that can serve as portal and the best I can get is the glass doors. Good enough. I jump towards a door wishing to go to the woods and for a split second I am surrounded by trees and start deciding my next move. But the woods quickly transform and I find myself at my mom’s place. Shit! What’s going on today? It’s late night, everybody’s asleep and I hear noise in the kitchen. I go check and my mom left something in the stove, a cooker with beans that has no water anymore and the beans are burning and kind of exploding with the heat. I shut down the stove and put a wet tissue over the cooker. By then my mom woke up and comes to see what happened. She is surprised to see me and totally upset she forgot the beans cooking. She thanks me and feels embarrassed. She has no clue we’re just dreaming and I also don’t want to enlighten her today, so I tell her I just arrived, it’s late and I go to sleep and we talk next day, okay? She finds all weird but as I go to the room and close the door she doesn’t insist. I then think about trying once more to jump to the woods but I wake up again. Sh*t!

4:40 GMT

Trying to do the RPG task III and meeting Nighthawk instead
After writing my failed attempts I go back to sleep and try to enter lucid again. This time I am facing a mirror and my warrior suit is on, my weapons on my hands and I plunge into a mirror portal totally focused on the RPG task. When I open my eyes on the other side I feel totally crushed, no woods. I’m at a modern house, like a loft studio but really huge. There’s people around a table, like a family and friends and I see Nighthawk. I guess subconscious today won me or maybe he summoned me.
This is a dream version of his house and family. His mom, dad, brothers and sisters are there. He spots me and puts his arm around my shoulders and tells me to walk with him. Ok. We go upstairs and we sit on a couch – I actually sit on his lap – and we start making out. Then I put my hand under his shirt and he has a really weird reaction, saying he is putting some medicine on his skin and I shouldn’t touch it. He even says the name of the medicine and I’m like “Who cares, we’re dreaming!”. I guess he doesn’t know that. I get bored with his talk about the active component of this medicine and lose connection to this dream.

Girl stoned in Iran
Then I find myself in what seems to be Iran. Some women all dressed up and maked-up (but with scarfs over their heads) are bringing boxes of stones to some table. They look shattered and angry. Then a lot of men are gathering around and I feel sick when I realise what’s about to happen. These women are friends and family of the girl who is going to be stoned and I think this is the biggest torture of all, that they have to prepare it all. A little young girl is actually so upset that she throws a small stone towards some guys who are looking eager for what’s coming. Then the older ladies grab her in urgency or she would also be punished severely for that.
Then a teenage girl dressed in aqua-green with beautiful light brown hair and the most sad and profound eyes is coming to the centre of the “stage”. I am just watching, like hovering around in spirit and no one really sees me. Except her: she extends her arms to me, looks deeply in my eyes, like begging for help and I feel totally broken. I hold her hands and send her all my love and tell her not to be afraid, that she will soon be free. She feels a bit comforted and sings a very sad song.

6:15 GMT

Meeting Nighthawk II
I am back in the house where I met Nighthawk previously. I meet him again and as we move around this place I see how big it really is – it connects with a larger facility with artists’ studios and workshops. Artists and engineers are all working together on some project connecting agriculture and art. It’s bizarre. I pass in front of 3 furnaces which are being open on that exact moment to put something inside or take something out, but I don’t get to see what. I just see that some guy suffers minor burns in his face when a flame hits him.
Nighthawk takes me again to some private area and he asks me what did really happen in that shared lucid dream he doesn’t recall. I ask him back if he really doesn’t remember and he insists on the "no". He sits on a sofa and asks me embarrassed if we “pleased each other” and I find that such a ridiculous euphemism. I say “If we had sex? No, but it was close enough.” He said “I thought so.” Then he pulls me closer and puts his hands on my hips and I put my hands on his shoulders.

7:55 GMT – Wake up

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid


03-10-10 I am at a Casino, winning loads. I also take chips left behind, as no one is there. My dad comes and cleans the place up. The chips I have won turn into metal for me to cash out. Something is wrong my dad goes on a run, I follow, he ends up running over a house. We get noticed by the people inside, I spot a parcour route I could take to get on to the roof. A mother and daughter catches me (not litterally) and tell me my dad ruined their floor, I assure them he will fix it. I end up going through the house, but I am hit by a buzzing sensation, I ask what is causing it and the mother explains that it is the incense sticks. I reply I have never felt anything like it before, they make the sticks themselves, from “yogi trees”, the mother invites me to find one, but the daughter explains how they are nearly extinct. This doesn't seem to bother the mother, but the daughter and I don't like it.

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I am in a house that in some way reminds me of our family house in Hornslet. We are playing some sort of game and 2 eastern European women are there, playing the game with us. They are discussing the pros and cons about being a prostitute. One of them a blond girl sort of fancies the idea and as the little party goes on, we scatter and she ends up having sex with an old English friend of mine. They start out on the table. Simultaneously the rest of us are spending time somewhere else. I am talking to the other girl really interested in getting in her pants, but she lets me down and while I am taken somewhere else to deal with something, she starts a conversation with a quiet sensible man, whom I do not previously know. In the end they too start having sex and I feel a bit down seeing as there is only 3 rooms upstairs and 2 of them are being used for sexual exploits and I am not part of anything. I have to go to the toilet, so I spend a bit of time in the hallway connecting all the rooms and I can see the second couple on the bed and I can hear the first, the woman complaining that not even my Friend can satisfy her. She contacts me and asks if what I think about her having sex in my house, I say I love the thought and she asks me if I could fix the table for her as she could feel it breaking when they started. Apparently the table did it for her. I agree and is getting quite excited up until she says “Oh there is just one catch, R (my English friend) will be doing the tuffing”. To which I am quite disappointed.

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I end up summoning a demon in the form of an old English friend of mine to fulfil my sexual desires, her boyfriend is a good friend of mine.. PM me if you need further details...

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I am locked to something between a safe and a steel frame, but for some reason I am able to move. This is a good thing as I am being stolen by some badies and I need to discover their location. I end up getting myself hooked to some strange hook in the car which leaves me in a position where I am halfway hanging out the car running on the street as they drive down the road. I am thinking shit I am outside my flat and I don't have my keys, I check my pockets and they are gone. I react by thinking to myself “Oh yeah I am dreaming, I need to just expect them to be there” I check my pockets again and they are now there.. Can't remember exactly but I think I keep going down the road...

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I am experiencing flashes, which I think might be HHs. They are of Vala Maldaran of SG-1 and as they continue I am thinking “Vala, hmm alright I'll go with it” (I have been such a pig this night ^^). As they continue I become aware that she is lying unconscious in a corridor as am I in the form of Daniel Jackson (I am not able to shift, but I am just casually aware that I might frighten her if I am myself, and I just become him). The HHs eventually grow to a full dream, I try to move around, but this seems to destabilise the dream so I decide to go with the plot and just pay attention. I am captured as a fraud by Daniel Jackson, as this is confusing I choose to refer to him as Michael Shanks (I decided this in the dream) while I remain Daniel Jackson (Nods to myself, yes!). I am taken through a window to a large garage and I pride myself in the amount of details I can produce and in particular I am proud of the lighting effect cause by someone welding in the background. This looks rather spectacular on Richard Dean Anderson and the variety of tools, boxes, gates, nets and other military/technical equipment in the room. I become elated and am about to jump up a table and start dancing as I am awoken by noise in my physical surroundings.

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A continuation of the dream with the two eastern European women, I ask what I have done to offend them and they tell me I have thrown away one of the person's clothes. We are at a pool side and I manage to drag one of them down into the pool after her having taken off her blouse, in a playful manner. I am vaguely aware that I am dreaming and tell them that I can easily recover the clothes. Turns out I am still horrible at summoning stuff and they discard me as an idiot and I just forget about them.

At the side of the pool my first girlfriend (if you can call her that, didn't last longer than 3 months) looks disappointed at me and ask me if I still have the bag she gave to me in another dream. I consider my answer and decide to go with the truth that I have completely forgotten about it and alas don't have access to it. She tells me that there are huge parts of her identity in there and it was my one chance to get to know her. I tell her I know she likes to dance, she smiles and agrees. I ask her if it is only the traditional dancing or spontaneous individual performances as well (Which I have enjoyed doing since we parted) and she tells me she loves it and grabs my hand in excitement. I wake up to the same aforementioned noise.

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There is a lake, I am lucid and the water of the lake is bright blue, as in so blue you cannot see beneath the surface. I attempt to shrink (last month's task) with some success and I dance through the water at molecular level with loads of electrical activity around me. I am only able to shrink in the water at least to the minuscule size I am at that point. When I exit the lake the blades of grass is about as big as me and I attempt to go back to molecular size but can't. I can easily fit myself in one of those neck supports you buy for sleeping in a sitting position during long flights (recently saw these, as some of my family brought them on a 10 hour flight to Thailand). There are two or three lying at the grass by the side of the lake.


Notes: Quite a good way to end a dryspell, although my lucids are now frequent they seem to be very short and my control is rather limited. I think I need to refocus on my dream world as I have been on holiday and been ill before it, during which time I have been relaxing too much.

However I was pretty drunk and much of my sleep was disturbed by a mate of mine moving about on the sofa, I am not sure whether this was a helping factor or not although I suspect it helped with attaining lucidity, but shortened the duration.

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I feel that this dream was quite similar to another one I've had but I don't quite know why.

The first thing I remember is being in the hall at school and seeing the Dean and some people, they were preparing for a play or something. I was with someone called p'vLd"P , a different 'sidekick' than most of my dreams but someone I'd expect to see at school. The dean told us to get out for some reason. I'm having trouble remembering stuff as I didn't write anything down when I woke up and waited until now which was a stupid move. But from what I do remember we were hanging out around houses that seemed out of place in the area, like something from a video game.

I remember danger. There was a hole in the stone at the bottom of somebody's house and it looked like it was made from someone in the basement. We went to check it out and my companion was injured. Now, I am not sure if it was actually p'vLd"P at this point because it was a dog, but later on in the dream the dog and p'vLd"P were definitely the same person. This dog getting injured is the closest I have come to becoming lucid so far as I thought it was strange I was suddenly with a dog but I felt guilty for the dog getting hurt so I stopped thinking about it and tried to get it to safety.

I feel as if a lot of the dream is missing from my memory in between that and the next point I remember clearly, which is entering the hall at school again. I remember it was a lot like a video game in the way we had to solve puzzles but I'm not sure what the puzzles were like but I remember feeling very uncomfortable the whole way. I also remember talking to someone. This part of the dream seems to correspond with the fact I was playing Amnesia: The Dark Descent and Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time that night.

I don't remember much before arriving back at the hall. p'vLd"P was a human again and I felt like the fucking man. I felt like nothing could hurt me and that I was a hero. I somehow knew that the events weren't real without fully realising I was dreaming. I think I woke up shortly after.

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I was in my bed. Everything was fuzzy and disoriented. For a few seconds, I couldn't remember where I was or how I got there. Heck, I couldn't even remember who I was. After a while, things began to make sense. Of course. I looked around. My wall had a pale purple color, unlike the black coloring I had recently done in my room. On the computer table, I saw a rickety old VCR and an iPhone 4G. On the wall in front of me, Da Vinci's 'The Last Supper' was hanging. Finding that a bit odd, I decided to do an RC. I looked at my hands. Perfectly normal.
Deciding that I was, in fact, awake, I got out of my bed. I looked at the clock. 99 hours and O_O minutes. No kidding. I continued along the room, noticing that my beloved tiles were replaced by a carpet that was more like those metal sponges used to clean persistent dried stains on kitchen ware. I opened the door. There was nothing in front of me! Thinking the lights in the corridor must be turned off, I continued. As soon as I stepped in through the veil of darkness that hung just beyond that door, I felt a huge jerk on my bod and a sensation of falling through a long tunnel. I couldn't see anything, and my bod seemed to be spinning at a phenomenal speed. "Portals! Shit!", I thought, as I figured out what was happening.
I slowed down to a stop, landing flat on some grass covered area. It smelled horribly like dead bodies in here. I stood up, and cleaned myself off. Rough ride, I thought. Looking up at the sky, I saw a moonless night. Again.
"Damn, I should make night and dark my dream signs!"
Wait. What? Dream signs? I looked at my hands again. There were no hands! I looked away, and looked again. This time, there was no second finger on my right hand.
I turned lucid. Way to go max, I said to myself, now you need two RCs and things screaming at your face to realize it's a dream. The clarity was good, and the dream was stable. Still, I was taking no chances. While rubbing my hands and activating all my senses, I concentrated on the environment. All around there were huge patches of grass, each blade a foot high. I lone tree stood in the background, leafless, lifeless. I started towards that tree. It was huge, now that I came close. Touching it's bark, I could feel each and every cut in it's bark. So much detail, that I was surprised myself. I did forget some details later on due to an abrupt waking, but I still remember a lot.
I circled around the tree, to look what was behind it, and saw this:



Pennhurst Insane Asylum. I had seen a documentary about it recently. That had GOT to be it. A chilly breeze swept by hair back as I realized that I was in for a lucid nightmare. Smiling, I walked towards it.
I reached the front gate. An ominous feeling seemed to take over me. For a second, I considered turning back and fly to somewhere. But I was not the type to run away. I had visited three supposedly 'haunted' buildings in my city, and spent a night there each with three of my friends, and plus I spent a night in a place that WAS haunted. *shivers* bad experience. After all that, this little lucid nightmare won't frighten me. Or, so I thought.
BOOM! The gate banged open, almost as if it had read my mind and was challenging me to dare to step inside. As I stood there just inches away, I saw it. A dead body, lying there on the ground. One of it's eyes was ling on it's cheek. It's body was badly mutilated. It's left leg stuck out at an odd angle, as if it was twisted by a huge force.
Sheer horror came over me as I saw it was moving. No, it wasn't just moving, it was standing up! I screamed, but no sound came out. The figure limped towards me. It's left leg's ankle bone, (or whatever you call it, I was never good at Biology. ) was sticking out, and as he walked, that bone dragged across the wooden floor, making a horrifying and disgusting scraping sound. I tried to run away. The door was still open. Good. Time to RUN!
I ran at top speed towards the door. It didn't suddenly close or something else didn't pop out. It seemed like I would get out. I reached the door and.....BANG! I struck an invisible barrier, that seemed to be made out of wood. At that very moment, everything changed, as if I was viewing it all through a negative filter. Now I saw the real door, which was closed. As I started to get up, the creepy siren sound from Silent Hill started to ring around the asylum.



I knew what was going to happen before it did. And it wasn't good.
At that instant, the walls around me started to disintegrate into flakes. Now, just like in the movie, I could see the real walls underneath. Something grabbed me from behind. I spun around. It was........this.



I screamed in horror. She grabbed me b the waist, and started, weirdly enough, tonguing my neck. Something was wrong. She was holding me way too tightly. It hurt. The pain grew and grew, until I could bear it no longer. The pain changed into a sort of vibration. I KNOW that vibration ~ I was going to wake up. Grabbing on to a wall to stay in the dream, I managed to shake her off. The vibration didn't stop, and surely enough, I woke up. Drenched in sweat.

Back tracking:

Morning of the 22nd,

-i was baby sitting a little girl
-dream took place in a chess inspired castle
-was some kind of art gallery that i was helping with
-then i was outside my old house with my mom, grandma and the old ladies from Ponyo
-we were talking about my late grandpa and my grandma wanted me to give my memorial bracelet to my mom(which doesnt actually exist)

Morning of the 24th,

-a very expensive shopping center, selling brand names for charity
-i was interviewing women as they were shopping
-i saw Michael Fox filming a commercial
-very vivid recall

Morning of the 26th,

-confusing recall about a long dream that i kept waking from and falling back into
-pt 1 at 11am, felt like i was in a basement apartment
-i had a bullmastiff that shit all over the floor, it was way too vivid
-my bf wouldnt kelp me clean it up, i half woke up and told my bf that he has to help me, but he was also asleep and didnt hear me, i fell back asleep
-pt 2 at 12pm, i was in an odd school and ran into my friend who happened to be in the same course as me in college, and i recommended what teacher to try to get
-pt 3 at 1:30pm, had a dream about talking to my old manager in an odd office

Morning of the 27th,

-i was with my mom and aunt, and we crashed a funeral
-the bathroom was memorable
-i had twin boys that i was trying to get back home to, i was trapped behind a strangely familiar building
-scene changed and i was trapped in my old neighbour's back yard, i hopped the fence and ran home
-i had my boys in the master bedroom with our three dogs(which i dont have)
-the babies were not crying when they wanted something, so i kept forgetting to feed and change them
-i took one of them for a walk down the street in my arms, to show some of the neighbours

Morning of the 29th,

-parent's were planning a big anniversary party, so i had rules to follow- and break
-i wasnt allowed to have anyone over, so we could attempt to keep the house clean
-but i started drinking, and had people over and my mom got pissed and went to her sister's house for the night
-my dad was furious with me and i was crying almost the whole dream
-i got up in the morning to try and clean the house
-someone broke in right in front of me
-i screamed for my dad but they got away with a big suitcase that was in the living room
-i cried again and headed to the kitchen to try and clean up, when i saw three aliens(looked like Planet 51 aliens, but different colours) they told me they were there the night before, and were overly curious about everything in the house
-my dad finally came downstairs, dressed up, and started helping me in the kitchen
-i tried to explain about the aliens and he didnt care

Morning of the 1st,

-horrifying aliens were taking over the world. end of the world scenario
-they looked like a cross between splice(when she's male and has wings) and the tooth fairies from hell boy, but they were about 8' tall on average
-they were eating humans, using them to breed more aliens, and trying to turn people into aliens
-everyone in the area took shelter in a big space ship that must have been parked on a hill
-i noticed my parent's, cousin from another province, friend from high school, bf's sister and her bf, and i knew my bf was there, and i knew my grandma was there, but didnt see them. and a LOT of other DCs
-the alien's would watch up and try to break in during the day, but would go hunting else where for humans at night
-some people were collecting books in case we could actually get away and repopulate and educate the world
-i remember it being really important to make sure that i had 'The Lovely Bones' with me, and i went out of my way to find my friend from high school to make sure she had 'Lucky'
-in the end, everyone was sitting in one of the bigger rooms on the ship and my dad was adjacent to me
-all of the electronics stopped working(cellphones, watches, etc) and the ship was under full attack by the alien's and they had pushed the ship down a hill
-the last thing i remember before i woke up was my dad screaming out from the silence, "Oh No, ohh NOOO!"