spellbee2

Had a rough night last night, and woke up at 5am unable to go back to sleep. I stayed up until about 6:30 browsing the forum and such, and then tried again to sleep.

My mom comes in and wakes me up. I get up and out of bed, when I realize I'm in my bedroom at my old house. I instantly know this is wrong and become lucid. I literally have nothing planned for this lucid (because I'm an idiot), so I figure I'd try once more to get in contact with Vi, who has been eluding me for quite some time now. Much like my last lucid, I pull out my phone and put it directly to my ear. "Vi, are you there?" No response. I look at my phone, and it's still on the home screen. Looks like I have to actually call her now. But I don't know her number, she doesn't even have one. Oh wait, there's an easy way to do this.

"OK Google, call Vi."
"Calling Vi..."
Ah, the power of technology.

I put the phone up to my ear and hear it ringing. I guess I should probably find a way out of here while I'm waiting. I walk up to the window and try to phase through it, but I can't quite will myself to get through it. I try pushing my face up against the glass, hoping to pop out on the other side. After a while of this not working, I realize how silly this must look. Oh man, what will the neighbors think. I back up and try a more forceful approach. I slam my elbow through the window, shattering it into a million pieces. I squeeze myself through the open space and make it to my front yard. I put the phone back up to my ear. “Please leave a message for…” Aw come on…

I take a look around. The neighborhood has a very dark and sinister vibe surrounding it. The sky is kind of a reddish-black. Weird, it wasn’t like that when I got out here. Just then, a zombie comes around the corner of a house and runs towards me. His walk and general appearance look strange, like he’s a Lego minifig or something. I punch the zombie in the chest, and he flies backward, exploding into his different Lego pieces. After a few seconds, the pieces start to rattle, and then come back together. The zombie then gets up and charges again, and I knock him down again. This continues a couple times, and I eventually tire of it. I pull out a baseball bat and smack the zombie into the ground. The impact actually shatters the concrete under the zombie, and knocks his skin off, turning him into a skeleton that looks definitely Lego-like.



Of course, this still isn’t enough to kill him, and he comes together and charges at me again. I’m sick and tired of this stupid game, so I take off and float away. I don’t have much control, as I’m just basically floating upwards letting the wind carry me. However, this does give me a nice view of the city, which is in a complete state of disrepair. I float by a few windows and see families barricaded in their houses with assault rifles to protect them from zombie invasions. Even tall office buildings have been converted to safehouses from the zombies.



The scene quickly changes. I’m now in what looks like a very large convenience store. I look down to see I’m in some kind of gorilla suit, except the hair is white and the skin is blue (in retrospect, it was more like a yeti suit). The suit unleashes some kind of primal rage inside of me, and I feel the need to destroy everything. I start out by flipping a few tables, but then slowly escalate to pushing over shelves, throwing coolers, and even body slamming a couple displays. Luckily no one is there to get hurt, but I honestly have a fun time destroying everything in sight. I also admire how realistic the physics seem, as everything seems to shatter exactly as they should.

I’m now in another new scene, unloading groceries from my mom’s car into a strange house. I realize I’ve wasted a good amount of time doing pointless things in this lucid, but for the life of me I can’t remember anything I wanted to accomplish. I already did most of the Tasks of the Month, and I can’t even remember the ones I have yet to accomplish. I feel like Dreamer just recently dared me something, what was it again? And I have a whole list of ideas sitting on my phone, why can’t I remember any of them?

I try to rack my brain for any ideas of what to do. Thinking about Dreamer’s dare reminds me of one of her previous dares that involved explosive farts. I decide to unleash a mega fart of my own (real mature, right?). Fortunately, I have a ton of food in these grocery bags, including one large orange pepper, which I attempt to convince myself is a special kind of pepper that’s notorious for causing uncontrollable gas. I pick it up, and eat the entire thing in three quick bites. It definitely had a distinct peppery taste, which I admired for a while. The only thing it didn’t have was any effect, and so my dream world was safe from the threat of flatulence, for now.



The scene changed yet again, and I found myself in a very nice library. I flew around some more, still trying to think of anything to do. The library was quite large, with clear glass separating the many rooms. In retrospect, I feel like I’ve visited this same library in a previous dream. At least the antique wooden style of the place seemed very similar. There are several students around the library studying, and I think about disturbing them, but then decide against it when I find an exit from the building.

The library has a long set of stairs that extend out to this sketchy place under the highway. I finally decide to try calling Vi one more time. I pull out my phone again and put it up to my ear. “Please leave a message after the beep.” I let out a deep sigh and wait for the beep.

“Hey Vi, it’s me again. This is getting kind of ridiculous now. You’re too busy for me and my dreams, you’re pretty much avoiding me entirely. I mean, you’re my dream guide, and I feel like I need guidance. And...” I take a deep breath. “I miss you, ya know? We had good times together and… I feel like we were so close… I think I have a crush on you…”
What the heck am I saying? A crush on a dream character? That’s ridiculous. “I mean, not a crush as much as just a… general… liking.” I’ve backed myself into a corner now… I continue to fumble over my words, until I take a look off in the distance, and see three people running at a fairly high speed. They’re really far away, but I can tell that one of them is Vi.

I fly over to see what’s going on. Vi is dragging some guy by the wrist, and another guy wearing a similar uniform to Vi’s is following closely behind. The three of them stop running when I land in front of them. “Vi, what’s going on here?”
“We’re heading to the gym with this guy.”
She points to the guy she’s holding. The guy looked like a much fatter version of Jonah Hill with curly hair.
“Really? I don’t think this guy’s seen a gym a day in his life.”
I look closer and realize the guy has a very glazed over look, and is unresponsive to pretty much everything around him. “Is this dude okay?”
“Um, of course. He just hasn’t fallen asleep yet. Which is why we need to get going to the gym.”
“Fallen asleep yet? Vi, what the heck are you talking abo-”

I suddenly realize what she means, and everything falls into place in my mind. Vi is a dream guide, which means more than just guiding dreams. She and her partner, another dream guide, are responsible for taking the bodies of dreamers to the starting locations of their dreams each night. Then, when the dreamer falls asleep in real life, their dream body becomes active and follows the storyline planned out for them by the dream guides, until they eventually wake back up. The fat guy is another dreamer like me, and odds are his dream is going to start out in some gym. Everything in this dream world is just a show, cleverly choreographed and put on by these dream guides, and only a select few individuals, the lucid dreamers, ever get to see what goes on behind the scenes.

Vi’s partner’s watch beeps. “He’s at stage 3, we don’t have much time.” Vi nods to me before starting to run again.
“Wait, one last thing.”
“What is it?”
“Do me a favor… Don’t check your voicemail.”
She nods again and runs off, the other two close behind. I finally wake up.