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    2011-01-18.2 | nonlucid

    by , 01-19-2011 at 11:34 PM (367 Views)
    I was in a town with a bunch of ghosts. I was fighting them with a sword or something
    and a couple hits would kill them. But if they hit me once, they go this red word over
    their head, I forget what the term was, but basically it meant if I killed them they would
    just come back and keep attacking me until I died. There was a sort of revolutionary war
    general who was explaining everything to me. So I was walking through the town
    and fighting a ghost. After the first couple, I did die and re-spawned. This went on for
    a while then snapped to my house and then back to the town again. I think there was
    a time it had come to my old house in New Jersey briefly. So I was in the town again and
    for no reason, the ghosts stopped. The general told me to follow him so we went down
    into a stony kind of short tunnel, and up the stairs was a massive courtyard.The general
    pulled me back and said wait, we can't go up there. I had seen why. There were these
    18th century police men patrolling the area. The general told me we need to get to the
    fortress and through that courtyard is the only way. For some reason I had the 13 brush
    powers from Okami, so I told the general, "I can use the veil of mist". He seemed to just
    light up. he said "That's brilliant!". So I went up to the courtyard and drew two horizontal
    lines in the air. Everything slowed down and there was a purple mist everywhere with the
    little timer thing that shows up in Okami to count down how long the mist will last. Every
    time it got down to 1, I drew the lines again. All the while running across the courtyard.
    I noticed there was a woman running as fast as me when I was almost there and I was
    confused. Maybe I was doing it wrong, but she didn't notice me so I continued on. I came
    to a stone reservoir and turned down the steps into a small entryway. I met some of the
    other resistance leaders who welcomed me and I went in. It was a small room with a
    little wooden desk by a barred window on the right.
    Then the dream ended.

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