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    A camp, 50-60 minutes

    by , 11-17-2010 at 06:05 PM (496 Views)
    I am going to a camp. I go into a large building. Inside it is dark. There is an outer hall, after which there is a chain of rooms surrounding a large hall, which is connected to a little smaller room. I go to one of the rooms surrounding the large hall. There is a creature in it. I can't remember precisely, what it looked like, but I recall it was a large, purple mass connected to the floor and ceiling. Someone comes to me explaining something about parallel universes. We exist in multiple universes and do at least partially the same things in them, but this (I don't remember what 'this' was) we should do only in this universe and let the other universes take care of themselves. I continue to the hall. There is a bazaar in it. It is very dark, there are only some purple lights in the ceiling. I go to the other end of the room, to the smaller room. There is someone playing a piano there. There is also a lift in the middle of the room. I leave the room and go back to the bazaar. I go through it to one of the smaller rooms. I continue to the next room. It is about four times the size of the previous room. It is made of grey stone and there is a forge and some anvils in it. There was someone by the forge. I go through the room, and end up in the room with the lift in it. There are some people in it. I join them. The lift starts to rise but I am overcome by the fear of high places and leave it before it goes too high. I go back through the room with the forge in it, to the room with the thing in it and into the bazaar. I see a friend of mine. She is pushing some guy on the wall on the diaphragm with her elbow. Her face is dark with anger. I turn to the opposite direction. Some thugs surround me.
    "You couldn't poke even a synthetic hole"
    I leave that unanswered. Another of the speaks to me:
    "Didn't you hear? And besides, you should be in your class. You see, right here"
    He points at a list nailed on a pillar. I read it. The lesson is outside, in the sports field.

    I leave the building and go to the sports field, which is just outside. There are some of my friends there. We leave the field and the camp area. The building is in a city. We are now in the city centre. I become lucid (at least partially, I realized that I'm in a dream and can do anything, but I still stayed with my friends). In this case anything didn't mean anything you can't do while awake but instead anything you can do while awake while no one is watching. Braking windows and going into buildings (without getting hurt), that sort of stuff. Now also my friends knew we could do anything so we decided to hang around in dangerous places. After hanging in a building site my friend asked:
    "Where is the city centre?"
    I answered that we are already there. We go around a corner. Below us is a park by a river. Another friend of my friend is sitting there on a bench. We go to talk to her. I ask her something.
    "You are a part of my dream so you know, what I mean"
    She starts melding into the wood, getting smaller and smaller. Before she can answer, her head is smaller than a fingertip. I put my finger on her face and when I take it off, she is gone.
    "No! Come back!"
    The image changes. Now there is a computer screen in front of me. I put my hand over it. The image changes again.
    "Come back!"
    The farmer on the computer speaks:
    "Keep yourself lucky enough. Only five out of fifty get an answer."
    Now I have a thin stick on my hand. Every time I wave it over the image, it changes, though only little. First the wallet hanging from the farmer's belt changes, the the colour of his clothes etc. I keep waving the stick over the image furiously until I wake up.

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