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    2011-02-09.4 | nonlucid

    by , 02-11-2011 at 03:03 AM (288 Views)
    There is some PlayStation game that I am playing and I am remembering watching my
    brother play it. I forget what game it is. I get to a point where I had stopped watching him
    and I go through this entire part until I get to the part where I came back in and continued.

    I'm not sure if this memory is real or if it is a footprint.
    I am at a circular bazaar type place and there are men in black suits looking for me. I go
    around the bazaar and see this lady selling some music stuff. I ask her if she has a Clarinet
    or Alto Saxophone mouthpiece. It had a name, something not real, which I forget. I then talk
    to another lady and she gives me a valuable piece of information which I forget. I go around
    the circular bazaar and up some steps off the side up to a fountain. There is a naked woman
    there who walks toward me. I hug her and find myself naked as well and start... you know.
    The dream snaps to my room at home. The woman is still there. Then she disappears and I
    am fully clothed and forget about her. A bunch of other people are in my room with me, my
    brother and some girl I do not know. We are planning something to do with the information
    that lady had given me. I get a phone call from my crush and she tells me to meet her. The
    dream snaps to a road in the woods with some gravel offshoots to what looks like a park or
    something. I see my crush and she tells me that the lady who gave me the information was
    taken by the men who were looking for me.
    The dream ends.

    One of my strangest ever
    I was kind of hesitant to write the explicit part in my dream journal...

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