Cities in the Astral

LD15: As an experiment for another thread I tried 3 wilds through the night to see how much difference various amounts of sleep would make. The first attempt was right when I started the nights sleep. I got to see some colors, but failed to WILD. The second attempt was at 4 hours sleep. I started picturing my right hand. I would count to five on the fingers putting one up at a time. Evenentually I slipped into a LD. Everything was black except the part of my body I looked at. I went through an elabrate stabilizing routine for about 2 minutes. When I looked around I was in a small room holding a flask of clear liquid. The resolution was poor and the images were dark. The beaker may contain alcohol? Maybe I will taste it. It falls and I rush to clean it up for a second. Then I think, 'this is a dream, don't bother cleaning.' When I look up the small room is crowded with people. Resolution has improved. The people start to jossle around and push, kind of mosh like. I float up above them and yell 'stop'.
I have a false awakening. I am at my Dad's when I was working for him years ago. He want's me to get up and work. I tell him I am trying to LD and he needs to leave me alone, his wife joins in bad mouthing me. I appear infront of a gas station and stab a knife through a pepsi bottle. Wait, this is a dream. I am lucid again. I have to calm myself down, I am still angery. I go inside then come back out and then I loose all recall. Duration~5 minutes