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I wake up from some dream I don't remember. It's dark, I'm in my bedroom with my girlfriend like always. Everything 100% normal. I do what I do everytime I wake up in the night: I plug my nose, just in case. I can breath. There must be something wrong, I repeat it. It's a dream! But it is everything so dark. I think: light! Nothing happens. Light! Nothing. I check again, it's still a dream. I try to switch the light on: it doesn't work (of course! I never pay the bills in the dreams, how can I expect to have the light working?). My bedroom in the darkness is not where I want to stay in a lucid dream. My girlfriend wakes up and asks me "what are you doing?" My answer "I'm having a lucid dream!". "Oh nice!" I then tell her "I have to go now! I have to pass through the mirror" "have fun!" Her answer. I go through the mirror and I say " a dopo amore!" She: "a dopo tesoro!" "Ciao!" "Ciao!" Cute her <3

I finally pass through the mirror to arrive in an other room, in Italy, in the old bedroom of an aunt who died years ago. Boring! I look around, no door, only walls and a window. I try to pass through the walls, doesn't work. I then try to pass through the window, it works! I'm now on the hill where my parents live. Finally outside!

I start to run to take speed and I start to fly, Superman style. I'm to fast, I can't follow the directions very well and I take the wrong ways. But why should I even care about going on the street? I'm flying dammit! I'll try to remember it for the next lucid. The more I continue flying the more the village changes and becomes nothing like the original. The street is completely empty. It becomes night and finally I find people. Unfortunately they are killers with very little desire to talk to me (I share that feeling) and a very big one to kill me with their weapons. Slowly the dreams loses its lucidity and becomes a normal dream. I try to shoot at them using my fingers and shooting bands of weapons but no effect. I try to fly away but they can reach me with their jetpacks (too much GTA). The dream fades.

Woohoo I feel adrenaline and satisfaction and my day has a good start.

1. I was barely asleep yet when I was standing at an intersection near my house wondering why I was there. Then I see an electric wheelchair come zipping around the far corner and as it came into view I could see myself in there with a smile on my face, it appears current time. The wheelchair is not on the sidewalk but in the road and going fast, it makes a u turn just past me and I thought it was going to turn down the street to go to my house but instead it heads to the intersection.(the way to my work) I am watching in disbelief as to why in the world I am seeing myself in a wheelchair flying down the road? Obvious it is a dream but why am I being split in two for so many dreams? This time I don't feel myself in the wheelchair more the observer standing on the outside. However that intersection is making me feel very uneasy and knowing that wheelchair is on the main road and that road is very curvy and dangerous. As the light turns green off the wheelchair goes and all I hear is horns from all directions and I wake up. That made me feel a little stressed out! I will be very careful at that intersection today .

2. This was another strange one. My friends from over 35 years ago has 2 sisters. I have only seen them once in all of that time and that was a year ago.
I was standing outside in the dark damp backyard with a little white fluffy dog, not any dog I ever had so I know I am dreaming, plus there are tall trees everywhere as I look around like I am out in the woods, there are wet leaves all over the ground and I am waiting on the dog to go to the bathroom when I hear a noise coming from the side of the house, it sounds like the fence is moving, so I walk over and see June (my childhood friends sister but she is about 17, they moved from where I was when she was about 13) she was frantic and asked me if mom and dad knew she wasn't home? (what?) I told her it's 5 am and both are up and they are very upset. She started giggling and said she had so much fun so it was worth it. I somehow am inside her sisters (my friends) dream body? Yet I feel I am also watching from a higher vantage point yet I feel I am in control of my friends body and not my vantage point so we walk in the house and I look at my hands because this feels so weird, on first glance they look normal to me, but then I figured I would do my first RC ever so I look at my hand again and my hand has a glow around it and it seems to be going invisible so I stick my finger through it and giggle and then my hand started to feel heavy like rubber, enough of the hands I hear yelling coming from the other side of the house and June is getting chewed out and they tell her they are going to send her for tests, she comes running out in front of me and starts telling of all of the things my friend did, I don't want any part of this dream so I thought of Candyland and jumped into the dryer to get out of there. No good again, I am now walking outside again with the damp soggy leaves and it is dark so I decide to think of teleporting to Candyland so I try to imagine it in my head and instead end up on top of a roof with regae music playing? I think I am in Jamaica. I wake up. I am determined to get to Candyland. I think I need to look at a picture of it to see where I am trying to go to haha. I need a better visual obviously.

11/4/16 7:00 am just got to work and I had to write. I was at the same corner where I was standing in wheelchair dream trying to pull out to go to work being extra cautious because of dream when there was an opening to pull out to make my right turn. I look to my right before pulling out toward that intersection I was sitting at in wheelchair when I saw a bike riding fast against traffic and right in front of me!!! Omg if I wasn't extra careful I probably would have went. He was in the dark wearing dark clothes. That is strange!

We were at the amusement park again, but this time it was night. The group of people split up and me and a familiar person went to hang out around what looked like a courtyard, with roofs surrounding an opening. There were cushions and places to sit but there were also pools in the floor for some reasons.

There was a small exhibit, like a school science fair exhibit, about a mascot named "Rocket" which was a... rocket. I told the DC that I thought Rocket was just a feminine of Rock before I remembered that rocket is a word. There was also some toy trains and tracks. I set something up but it went awry and the train fell over and spilled out the inhabitants which are figurines of Winnie the Pooh and friends, and somehow the train ran them over. We laughed.

I then brought out my laptop to watch anime or something. This friend must've been close to me because he was already apparently faimiliar with my stash of hentai and nude selfies in my pictures folder which I had opened for some reasons. He seemed to mostly like women though. We mentioned something about having to go home soon.

The anime started off on a rather... naughty start, but then it was about a girl and a boy in a magical academy. They were using a magical chest that let them project nightmare visions to prank people, but they got accidentally sucked into the chest and the chest closed and locked. Then began their adventure.

>Dreamed of possibly being someone else then escaping a prison somehow. No one at all noticed! There was a part like in the PS2 game "The Great Escape" where a person cut away a grate in a prison cell then went to the next cell which was unlocked. Later on after leaving (among the many people nearby going in and out) I went back to some residence.

Well, I started this dream inside a dark room. It was very unstable to begin with. I got the feeling that I was dreaming, performed the breathing through the nose RC and that confirmed it. I decided to try looking at my hands at this point, because I had always read about doing this in dreams but never actually done it myself. To my surprise, they were translucent- moving about like made of some silvery blue gas, sort of ghostly looking. I wonder if this is what "astral" hands look like? I have never looked at myself in a dream before...

Well, that did make the dream more stable. I jumped out the window that I saw to my right, and began flying outside, where it was daytime- the dark room makes no sense to be honest. I was observing all the houses and trees in a town that seemed familiar to me in a way I couldn't quite place.

Until I found a large, strange house. Several stories tall but the top half was a spire, or tower, the lower half was a larger, wide house. It had stained glass windows and a double bed lying outside it, which was covered in some sort of net.

I went inside the house and immediately felt that it was abandoned. Something felt wrong. I walked forward, and found nothing of interest until I opened a door and beyond it, found a dog's food bowl... And much further away, at the end of the rather long room, lay a dog, which appeared to be made of stone. It was staring right at me.

The freaky part is, in hindsight, it looked like a statue of a dog. But at the time I thought it was long-dead, abandoned by its owners. I exited this room and closed the door immediately. I felt uneasy.

I found the staircase which went up the tower. The higher I went, the more uneasy and uncormfortable I felt. I had a growing fear that something was in here with me.

The first room i went past was, bizarrely, a bathroom. I did not linger and climbed further, but right before i turned another corner round the staircase (which was like a rectangle from a birds eye view), I was gripped by an intense dread. I was terrified. I did not want to go around that corner or be here anymore, and I woke myself up.

I would like to note that I have never felt fear in a lucid dream in my life before, that I can recall. And I woke up from this feeling disturbed. I definitely don't wish to revisit this dream.

I had a hard time sleeping & finally just gave up & worked on a puzzle early this morning which made for a long day. I did something to my hips & back so now I have a lot of pain that meds can't fix, yet I keep taking them to take off the edge. Hopefully I'll get some down time this weekend. I sure need it.

Okay I have been busy with midterms and all my dreams are on a couple of sticky notes on my desk because I haven't found time to write them down until now. I have no idea what dreams belong to what night anymore, so I guess its just going to be like 4.5 points to last nights dreams.

Lets get the boring one out of the way first.

I was in a cross between my middle school in what was pretty much the stereotypical 6th grade math exam dream. I probably would have become lucid had the dream not changed to be more like a building at my college. I got up and left the class in the middle, though.

I went out to lunch with the teacher/professor in the cafeteria that is, like the classroom a weird cross of the student common area and middle school cafeteria. I remember everything I said was dictated by these dialogue prompts and all of the options made me say something that made me seem either unintelligent. I say something about lasagna but it comes out as something about "Cheese and Noodles in the shape of a square." This somehow ends up offending the teacher to the point that she throws a tray in my face.

It later becomes apparent to me that the person who wrote the game/dream didn't know how to spell 'lasagna' and that's why I wound up saying that.

-+-

I was carving an oversized pumpkin for Halloween in my kitchen. When I cut it open, there are no guts inside. Just lots of already baked and ready to eat pumpkin seeds.

-+-

I am with S. We are driving somewhere in the United States Midwest (He is driving and I am riding passenger. Also, I think we are driving in his old car). I think he is taking me to some kind of convention that I think had something to do with lucid dreaming or spirituality, but we've arrived early.

We get stuck in this traffic jam on our way to the hotel and we see military and police telling us to please drive into this parking structure. The parking structure has a spiral ramp inside of it that we drive up 15 or 20 stories to the top. We get stopped a couple of times due to traffic backups When we get to the very top there are a large number of people making their way across this bridge to the roof of the hotel where there is a swimming pool. (Dream Sign, ahem)

People tell us to look. To our left there is a gigantic beetle monster slowly rampaging through the lower buildings in the city. It opens up its wings and suddenly dashes from left to right to the most densely constructed area of the city, flattening all of the lower buildings and brushing past the parking garage, igniting fires, as well as creating a tremendous gust of wind. The beetle then rolls over in the densest part of the city knocking over several skyscrapers.

People point out two more beetle monsters. These look a bit smaller and have darker shells (instead of a dark bluish gray like the first one these are pure black.) They both dash past the hotel, glancing the facade of the building damaging windows and the outside wall, in a similar manner to the first two, and also begin rolling around in the denser part of the city, grappling with the first beetle. Apparently they are having sex. People start cheering for the beetles.

Some jet fighters fly over and one of them shoots a nuclear missile killing all three of them. S and I decide fairly apathetically that we should leave because the nuclear fallout might be harmful.

-+-

Marcus is telling me about his plan to colonize mars. I am seeing a visual of this robotic rocket that will land nose-first. I think at some points in this dream I saw the dials and readouts from Kerbal Space Program. When it lands it will eject the nosecone and the engines and the midsection will prop itself up on six spider-like robotic legs and be able to crawl around the surface. Underneath it also has a number of small devices on robotic arms.

Additional deliveries will land nearby and they will be inflatable habitats for the astronauts that will eventually be living here. However they need to be protected from radiation, so the robot uses a laser to cut mars rocks into interlocking bricks and build them over the inflated habitats.

He says that delivering food is expensive so he wants to make a farming contraption. His original plan is to build this tower that will land in one peice and have three circular, ring-shaped levels and each one can be farmed. But its too heavy to be launched all the way to mars on a rocket and he doesn't want the complexity of assembling it just to cover the food aspect of the mission.

He later comes up with this idea to make inflatable domes (man we're using a lot of inflatable habitats here.) When they are deployed the bottoms flood themselves with muddy water that has the seeds already mixed inside. The interior moisture and temperature can be controlled, though it does get some help heating since the inflatable is clear and it acts as a greenhouse. Some of the water is dried up and added to the atmosphere inside the dome. Then the crops start growing and they are ready to harvest by the time the astronauts arrive.

Marcus=Elon Musk?

-+-

I am with my father, S, C, A, and a few of my father's friends. We are playing some kind of first person shooter game. The map of the shooter is the lake behind my house. The lake is lined with a white marble bowl in an oblong sort of boat shape, with decorations along the side. There is water in the lake, but it is just a badly textured 2D sheet. Your character can go under or above the water with no resistance.

At either end of the bowl, there is a team base. The bases look like miniature parthenons and you can go inside them there are several rooms. I think the opposing teams base is larger.

For awhile we are fighting one another. A is the only one on my team. We are losing badly because our base is much smaller than the opposition and it seems to be able to be destroyed. There isn't anything else to hide behind. I somehow enable zero friction skates and begin skating around the bowl. I have some kind of grenade launcher and begin to turn the tide of the battle, my speed and destructive power cannot be matched by the enemy. But at this point the rules of the game and NPC enemies start pouring over the sides of the bowl and we have to fight them instead.

The game switches back to PVP and I get killed the moment it does. I respawn in the enemy base. Inside there is a master bedroom with a bed with red blankets and a large framed picture above it. Noodle from Gorillaz and Heavy From Team Fortress 2 are in the bed 'doing the deed'. Noodle gets out and puts on normal clothes and heavy puts on a hula skirt and coconut bra.

My dad enters. He thinks about killing me for the game winning point, but he seems so confident that he instead starts having a hula dancing contest with Heavy and Noodle. It turns out to be a Steven Universe style fusion dance and they all combine together into this huge black pig/boar, with monster truck wheels for feet and an exhaust pipe for a tail.

It chases me out of the enemy base. I begin using my regular tactic of skating around the arena launching grenades at the monster but I don't seem to be damaging it. Eventually I run out and resort to throwing fire missiles. (Somehow still nonlucid) Then, Machine guns come out of the boar's nose and kill me.

The dream scene changes to what looks like a scene from Skryim. It is a circular arena with stone arches all around it. Some of them have collapsed but the debris pile make the arena difficult to leave. It feels about the same size as the old one but is circular rather than oblong. The monster truck boar hybrid is still rampaging around.

Marcus is on a science fiction hovering platform above the arena. He talks about something called a weapon archetype that persistent dream characters and dreamers have. Apparently it is a schema that becomes associated with a character to what type of weapon they are most in tune with using to handle threats (though it can change), and goes on to cite examples of how in the past, dream me has used a pole like weapon but lately it has changed to be my skates.

Manei is in the arena, fighting the monster. At first she makes attempts to beat it unarmed by tricking it into ramming itself into walls and pillars but it does not work, it just shakes off the impact. The monster gets the upper hand and rams her into rocks with its tusks. She could run away from the fight, through the archways that the monster could not fit but chooses intentionally not to, even though she is getting beat up. She's intentionally trying to bring out a more agressive side of herself and is aware of the fact that death is temporary.

I want to get in there and help her but am unable to manifest a physical body or stop merely spectating. There is some broken logic that I cannot get lucid because I do not have a body with which to do a nose pinch RC.

After taking a particularly bad blow opening a wide cut on her forehead her outfit changes to be blue/gray/black, with armored shoulder-pads and a gray sash around the body. (Only making a detailed note of the outfit changes since her outfit is usually consistent.) Apparently reflecting that she has changed her mindset to be more similar to mine since dream me usually wears these colors.

She attempts to manifest a weapon. She reaches behind her back (I am viewing her from the front in this case) and pulls out a sword handle. She throws it aside, frustrated. She tries again and pulls a black stick about a foot long with gold decorations on it. She puts her palm to one end and draws it and green energy goes around it forming into a bluish green sword blade. Its a long curved sword, like an oversized katana.

She proceeds to easily defeat the charging boar-monster truck thing by sliding underneath it and cutting open the belly, causing the monster and the truck tires to deflate rather pathetically. She puts the sword into a sheath but it does not disappear. She then makes two more identical shorter swords and sheathes them too. Her wounds disappear and she walks over to show me the sword.

I get a view of it like when you gather a rare item in Skyrim and you can examine the model. Apparently the blade is made of malachite. It is mostly turquoise but has some light green patterns in it and is very beautiful. Marcus comments that its remarkable someone does so well their first time managing to conjure a weapon. (Even I can't make a weapon like THAT) I am then allowed to hold the large sword, but I sense I am waking up. It handles sluggishly and it seems too heavy for me to wield effectively. I can also feel it vibrating and putting a strange energy into my arm as though the sword itself is rejecting me.

Perhaps the expected outcome of being handed someone else's weapon schema.

4 NLDs 1 frag

I'm staring at the sliding glass door on M Street, and I suddenly realize I'm in a dream. I continue to look at the vividness of the glass doors as I gaze into the backyard. I decide to phase through, and glide through the glass effortlessly. I walk out onto the patio outside and look all around at the details. It's mid-day and there's sunlight in the backyard. I look around at some of the bushes in front of me, and take in all the shapes and tiers. I consider walking ahead, but I feel I've gone into this area in too many LDs. I look right to the small garden and fence and decide against flying up to the right as I've gone in that direction before to. I decide to try to teleport by diving through the tan concrete right below me. I look down and dive right into the concrete, yet the dream goes into a void as soon as I do so. I continue to wait in this state within vision for a couple minutes reminding myself that the next scene will begin. I maintain awareness, and remain patient. I soon wake up in bed for the day.

It was night time and I remember being at the Dharma Center looking at books on the Shelf.

Bed @ 2200
Woke @ 2340 /w no dreams
BTB @ 2350 (stayed in bed)
Woke @ 0050

Fresh soldier
I'm watching a young man, who I somehow know is in France, sending letters off to universities he wants to attend after he graduated. It seems that, in France, they generally operate on a system of going to whatever university is assigned by their advisor.

Now I'm watching him in another setting. He's wearing a military uniform, and he's interacting with a young woman (also in uniform) who's a few years older than he is. They're in a room that's underground, though there's nothing else special about it. He acts a little too familiar with her, and I wonder if he's going to be called out - or even disciplined - for 'sexual harassment' since such things are on a hair trigger these days. She gives him "a look," which he catches, but otherwise nothing happens.

Now I'm in the field as part of a team - but I'm also playing a game. The field is dusted with snow, and everything's white, but I'm not aware of cold. There's some kind of barn or hangar about a hundred yards from our position. I'm holding a standard green 2-liter bottle, empty, and it's the controller I use to interact with the game. I use it to create a new save file, number fourteen. My team members spread out to wait for their prey to approach. I run from cover of bushes into the building, and as I run I see our target, a middle-aged man, approaching. I look at the bottle and frantically rotate it, trying to find the side that lets me save. I create file fifteen, but I'm afraid I may have to roll back to fourteen, since the target may have already seen me and been alerted. I really need to figure out how to use quicksaves. Thankfully, it seems that he didn't see me and continues on his way, oblivious. As he gets close to the building, my team pops out of hiding with their weapons drawn and pointed at him. The young woman starts shouting commands at him to stop, put his hands in the air, etc, etc. Eventually he gets tired of her and tells her that he'd rather die than go with her. He turns around and starts to walk towards his car, saying that they can shoot him if they want to. As he turned around, his arms somehow shrank, which I thought was odd. The youngest member of the squad panics and fires his handgun at the man, hitting his shoulder - though I don't actually see it, I just know it's happened.


BTB @ 0115
Woke @ 0350

Fragment: I'm with some people standing on a free-floating platform. Two more platforms are next to us, one on each side; one is higher than ours, and the other is lower. We're in some kind of void - other than the platforms, everything is completely black.

I did more than usual for this WBTB. More MILD, plus some minor physical activity to raise my heart rate a bit.
BTB @ 0415, trying to hold MILD suggestions, but it took a long time to get back to sleep.
Woke @ 05500

Exploding zoo
I'm dressed in a sports coat, tie, and slacks, headed for the power plant where Mom works. We're going there for <something>, and if a tour happens to run while we're there, we'll take it. Now we're there walking around the lobby. My shoes are really uncomfortable on my feet and I regret bringing only my dress shoes, undoubtedly the worst part of my Sunday outfit. Now we're standing around, waiting for something, and I'm trying to keep an eye on all the kids - it seems my wife isn't here. My youngest daughter sees what she believes to be my youngest pop out of a stairway on the second floor. I look and can tell that it's not my son, but I realize that he's actually in the stairwell and about to come out that same door. Now I'm going up some very shallow steps and scoop him up. He fusses a bit, but not too much, since he loves it when I hold him.

Now I'm looking down from a second floor walkway which crosses the lobby area. From here, I can see my whole family in the lobby. Now I'm dressed in my "grubby" work-around-the-house clothes. I don't usually like to be seen in public in these clothes, but it's OK this time because <something>. Now we've done whatever it was, and it's almost 4PM. I ask Mom, who's still dressed in her Sunday clothes, if we have time to change back before the plant closes or if we're going to get in trouble with security. She says she thinks we have time.

Now I'm in a bathroom. One of my kids comes in and delivers a message.

Now we're driving along a highway. To our left, a zoo explodes into flames. I know that our enemies did it to slow us down, knowing that we wouldn't be able to resist helping helpless animals, but I don't care. I'll show them that we can rescue animals and still get away from them! Now we're staggering out of the zoo after rescuing most of the animals. We're covered in soot and our clothes are ruined. As we're getting back on our car (almost a platform on wheels), I look around to see if there's anywhere to wash off. I realize we're not far from a bay. I don't really want to get covered in salt, but it would be better than being covered in soot. As I'm asking how far it looks to get down there, Steve nervously points out a large airplane. I look up and can't see any particularly large ones, but I point to one and ask if that's the one he meant. Suddenly we realize the sky is full of planes, and they're probably all looking for us. With all thoughts of washing up gone, we race away.

BTB @ 0605, but I don't get back to sleep before my wife's alarm goes off at 0630

Felt the transition but tried to visualize my bed room so I get the WILD going but no dice. I wasn't firm in my awareness. It is probably just me, but SSILD is getting tedious. My problem is that I like to retreat into the buzz of thoughts inside my head to fall asleep quick but this also distracts me from doing the cycles. When I fight the thoughts to clear my mind, it keep me awake and I lose sleep. Very demotivating for lucid dreaming.

i move around and i want to get somewhere and want to take a shortcut? i move into something like a backyard. i "remember" strongly that i was here before already and i feel like i should go because this is not a good place to be. while i turn around and leaving i get lucid, confirming with a nosepinch, and thinking to myself "oh no hopefully there are no ninjas again" "remembering" that i met them here already. while i try to let this thought go i already see some ninja like shadows behind me. i turn around and i really dont want to have another lucid where i fight and flee all the lucid. so the first ninja that jumps right infront of me i offer him him my friendship telling him its in both our interest. he agrees but only a second later another ninja jumps on him and squeezes him into the ground. "okay it is on" i think, lifting him with TK and smashing him left and right and left and right several times. i let him smash against some wall and he doesnt get up. i turn around and start running while thinking about something different and goals to prevent more ninjas to come and change the theme. i stop waiting and notice that there is no hostile situation. nice. i thinking about to do a short distance teleport but wake up trying.

i am at work sitting on the ground and putting some money into a transparent plastic pocket. my boss is kneeling on the ground right next to me and counting my working hours of the month together. a family is coming in and looking turkish but talking russian? i wonder. a friend of mine (who does not work there) is serving them. i notice one woman has no shoes/only sandals on. i notice a coworker also just has open shoes and for some reason i get lucid by this doing a nosepinch to confirm and have problems believing the fact its just a dream. i phase thru the table and leave the shop and try to pocketsummon something to eat but my pockets are empty. i turn around and see a carazza-pizza (snack) in a shelf. i take it and open it. its way bigger than in waking life but i bite in and it tastes the same. i enter the shop that is an imbiss now again and see a counter. i go there and pick me a coke and drink it. i notice to wear a big jacket now and the pockets are full i pocketsummon a bottle of wine and there is other stuff in there but i leave it there i leave the shop again. i try to think about the new totms of november. i remember that a lot of them needed a dc to interact so i phase thru a building wall and fall several meters to the ground but i feel no pain at the impact and stand up standing right infront of a door. i phase my head thru the door to look inside (damn not wall but floor was the totm^^) and i see a flat. i ring the bell and a petite good looking girl approaches and opens the door. i enter and we go to the living room. i notice that i now have a big joint in my hand i smoke it consciously and it tastes strong and i can smell the smoke. but i feel no effect. i hand it over to the girl. when i enter the living room i notice another girl and some minutes later notice that next to the girl a dude is lying around. i try some mind control and command the girl to take of her cloths. she starts to undress but while doing like i demand she is nagging around. i dont care and from here on some naughty stuff happens i dont want to describe i wake up by my phone ringing in dream and i think its in waking life and wake up -.-

I had lots of em around this time. I was in a game of frisbee with a bunch of younger girls from highschool, and then out of nowhere I got a facetime call from Nicole. She was with her mom and they were getting ready to move out of their house. Not only that, but the place I was living was where they were living before thier current one. The next bit was the best little dream. I found Wil, and together we played a little game of live civ in the house. The game was projected as a live hologram on it. We quit after a few rounds though, and then the dream got much more dream like.


Aliens showed up, and wil adn I were chosen as the guys to go board their ship. The things we saw were truly fucked. We entered their big saucer. Inside, there were messages that they were coming in peace, and I believe they though they were. But the evidence inside showed how disconnected and careless they were in their studies of us. We must have gotten the B team of the B team in the alien research world. There were hundreds of machines in there that were designed to study us, but it looked like the humans had been inserted in the wrong way, or dissected unnecessarily before their x rays. Body parts were strewn abouts, carcasses pulled through holes the size of your wrist and left jammed in the machine when it broke. We got to the center of the ship, and down a long corridor were the two men who had been sent here. They looked like humans, sitting in what looked like a classic cubicle office setup as they guessed that to be our natural habitat.They were 8 feet tall with extremely long heads and legs. The one guy began talking to us, but as he extended his foot to relax a shoe popped off and a big brown cockroach foot stuck out. The second it made contact with Wil's shoe, the entire ship exploded.

They must have had really unstable disguises.

Attempted WBTB, failed

I recall fragments of running around an old city. It was a medieval city that survived unchanged to modern times. It was a cold evening, there were riots all over the town.