spellbee2

In my recent dreams, I've been trying to meet my dream guide, Vi. I haven't successfully met her, but it's at the top of my intention list right now. So today when I had a chance to take a nap, I went for it.

I WILDed into the foyer of my house. I knew fairly quickly that I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands to stabilize, and then got down to business.

"Vi, my dream guide, I command you to appear. I am ready to meet you. I want you to come here."

I turn around to the front door, which has this stained-glass design on it like in real life. Through the glass, I can see someone with brown hair, so I open the door fully expecting Vi.

Instead, I opened the door to what can only be described as a mix between Violet Beauregard from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (post-blueberry) and Honey Boo Boo's mom. I was kind of shocked and disgusted. She ran inside, mumbling something about the bathroom. Behind her were two guys with beer bellies and mustaches standing in front of a large trailer parked on my front lawn. They apparently has lost their orchestra instruments in my yard. I helped them find a violin and a cello before finally thinking, "What the heck am I doing? I have lucid stuff to do..."

I ran off towards the side of the house. One of the men shouted at me "What are you running for?" That's right, why am I running, when I could be flying. I try to lift off the ground, but for some reason I can't stay in the air, and fall back down to earth. I kind of got mad, and stopped to do it right. I took a big leap, but again I started to fall out of the air. I quickly flapped my arms once, and that was enough to send me sailing high. I clumsily steered myself over my roof, and then came down hard onto it.

Now that I was back by myself, I tried again. "Vi, my dream guide, I need to talk to you. I am ready to talk to you. Please come here." As I was saying this, the day quickly turned to dusk and then to night. The scene started to turn black, but before it went completely dark, I saw the silhouette of a girl with long hair saying something to me that I don't remember now.

I woke up back in my bed. I tried to DEILD, but I had no luck. Only about 20 minutes had passed, so I had another hour or so until I had to get up. I went back to sleep, but had no more dreams.

I haven’t gotten very much sleep this past week due to events and projects that require me to stay up late. So after falling asleep in my last class today, I came back to my room and decided to take a 2 hour nap – hoping for lucids, but knowing that the primary goal was rest. Little did I know that I would stumble upon the greatest lucid experience of my life.

First, let me preface this by saying my recall grossly fell behind my dream control on this one. It was so long, that I forgot most of the scenes and events during the first part of it. I tried Dreamer’s method of just staying calm, not rushing to do tasks, and affirming to myself that this will be a long dream experience. Well, I’d say it worked pretty dang well…

Nap Time: 5:15p

I laid down, and almost fell asleep instantly. I had a short dream that I don’t remember before waking up. It hadn’t been very long – less than 45 minutes, since my binaural beat lasts for that long and it was still going when I woke up. I tried to lay motionless, and eventually, I started to feel like I was being pushed and pulled into the bed. At one point I tried to focus on it, but then it completely stopped. I wasn’t sure if that meant I was in the dream, but I just decided to wait it out. Eventually they came back, and next thing I knew, I was in a dream.

Again, most of the beginning stuff is a blur. The main thing is that I repeatedly woke up and laid still. Then I felt like I was floating, followed by being pulled into the bed, which repeated until I then found myself in a dream. I must have done this at least 7 or 8 times, but since I think some of them might have just been FAs, I’ll go with the benefit of the doubt and count 5 of them. I commonly entered in this black school building, which was pretty dark on the inside. Each chained dream lasted what felt about 10 minutes. Here are a list of things I accomplished during the first part that I do remember.

• Flew… a lot.
• Stabilized by rubbing my hands together once - the dream was incredibly stable other than that
• Tried to create a song that I would remember upon waking – didn’t work.
• Did a superhuman leap through the ceiling, which I thought was one of the lucid dares for anyone – it wasn’t .
• Received a bachelor’s degree in fine arts from some random professor – followed by a master’s 5 minutes later.
• Almost had sex, but forwent it in order to accomplish some other tasks (maybe , maybe )

As for the rest of the dream that I remember, I got some major things done. Here they are, in what I think is the correct order:

I was in a larger than average dorm room. I remembered my remaining 2 steps for the 3-step task in the competition. The first was super strength, so I grabbed one of the bunk beds and hoisted it over my head. The ceilings were kind of low, so part of it phased through the ceiling. The final part was mass telekinesis. I remember thinking to myself that I’ve never actually used telekinesis in a dream at all, so this should be fun. I kind of tried to use the force on a shelf on the far side of the room, and I managed to lift a small cup of office supplies until it kind of floated in the air. I jerked my hand back, and it flew towards me so I could catch it. Easy enough. There were a couple pens and erasers in the cup. I threw the cup into the air so all of the contents spilled out, and then quickly tried to catch them in mid-air with telekinesis. I caught about 6 or 7 of them, while the rest fell to the ground. Feeling quite proud of myself, I sort of force threw the pens toward the wall, and spent a few more minutes doing random things with my new telekinesis powers, like picking up and throwing random objects around the room.

I was at this bowling alley type place with my friend James. He apparently also knew that I was dreaming, so I told him that my next task to complete was one of my lucid dares – transform into a cat and kill a mouse. He asked how hard it was, but instead of telling him, I showed him. I quickly squatted down on all fours, and I was a black cat! My form didn’t feel very stable however, and within 5 seconds, I was back to human, just sitting on the ground like a cat. He laughed at me, but I was determined to get this thing right. I tried one more time, and this time I was able to hold my form much better. “Alright, find me a mouse.” James went behind the main counter, and within a few seconds, I saw him shoo a mouse towards my direction. It came straight to me, so I bent down quickly and grabbed it with my mouth. Its fur felt very soft on my lips, but for the most part it didn’t seem as gross as it probably was. Happy that I completed the dare, I spit out the mouse and changed back.

Finally, I was in some alley that looked like a level from Counter Strike. James was there again, and at this point, I had already been dreaming long enough that I was certain that I had slept through my alarm and was going to be late for my meeting afterwards. I was just about to force myself to wake up, but then I remembered one of the biggest personal tasks that I wanted to complete – meet the brown-haired girl that might be my dream guide. The dream did start to destabilize, but I remained calm, looked into the sky, and basically shouted "Just give me five more minutes, and then I’ll be done." Apparently it worked, because the dream went back to normal fairly quickly. I told James to be on the lookout for a brown-haired girl. We split up to look in different parts of the streets. I tried to visualize the girl standing there, and soon enough, I turned around to find her over by a fountain, walking in almost slow motion towards me. I walked closer to find she looked a lot like Princess Jasmine from Aladdin. I asked her the question that I had been waiting to ask.

“So, is this it? Are you my dream guide?”
“No, but you’ll see her soon enough.”
I was disappointed, obviously, but I kept asking. “Do you know her?”
“In a way, yes.”
“Can I at least get her name, so I know who to look for?”
“Vi.” (pronounced with a long i, like the English word vie)
“How do you spell that?”
“V-I. It’s pretty simple.”
“Oh yeah, I guess it is.”

I think I asked a few more questions until the dream destabilized (maybe my 5 minutes was up). I could’ve probably DEILDed again, as I felt the sensation of floating and being pulled again, but I decided that I had accomplished enough for one dream, and I was still concerned that I missed my alarm, so I got up.

Wake up: 7:00p

I didn’t miss my alarm. In fact, I still had about 15 minutes until my alarm was set to go off. It was a little disappointing, but since I hadn’t expected such success, I didn’t really have any more intentions to try.

First WILD - 10 pts
Chain a Lucid Dream (x5) - 10 pts
Stabilization - 1 pt
Flying - 4 pts
Telekenesis - 4 pts
Super Strength + 2nd Step - 4 pts + 10 pts
Basic Summoning - 4 pts
Mass Telekinesis + 3rd Step - 10 pts + 15 pts
Full Transformation - 10 pts
Personal Dare ("Transform into a cat and in that form kill a rodent") - 10 pts

Dream Total - 92 pts
Competition Total - 146 pts

I got out of one of my classes early today, so I was able to take a much-needed nap.

Nap time: 10:30

This was by far my cleanest WILD transition ever. I was laying on my side, noticing the vibrations and everything, when the scene went white, and I lost feeling of my bed and my blanket. "Cool, I'm already asleep." This was my first ever blank canvas - the first time I was in the void, free to visualize my own dream. I tried to synthesize a beach scene by breaking down my senses. I pictured the sea in front of me, and tried to feel the sand under my side. The scene didn't change, but I did feel like I was being pushed, like the tide was coming in around me. I tried to use that, but instead it started pushing me faster. Next thing I knew, I was flying over this large city, which looked like a Super Mario 3D Land level.

I flew around the top, almost on autopilot, while there was a deep female voice overhead, talking about the world that I was entering. I finally touched down, but realized I was giant. I looked down at the little people beneath me. They surprisingly didn't mind having a massive skyscraper-tall monster looming overhead. I tried to shrink myself down. There was a large skyscraper next to me. I tried to change my perspective on it, which would change my relative size. I crouched on the ground beside it, and when I stood back up I was about half my original size. After two or three more tries, I was down to about 30 feet tall. It was close enough for me, so I took off and flew around it. I noticed I was still getting smaller, and when I landed behind it, I was back to normal size.

I could've gone on to do some other dream control tasks, but I decided to try one of my own personal goals. I called out to the voice above me. "Show me my dream guide." There was a short silence, and then I heard a response. "Okay." Well that was easy.

There was a sudden breeze that came from behind me. I turned around to see this brown-haired girl in the distance. I was certain this was the brown-haired girl that had been helping me in some of my previous dreams, so she had to be my dream guide. She went behind a building out of sight. I ran around the building, and found instead 5 or 6 people talking to each other, 3 of which were brown haired girls. I didn't feel like any of them were the one I was looking for, so I called out for help.

"Which one is my dream guide?"
There was no response from the voice in the sky.
"Is it all of them?"
Still nothing. I was on my own now.

I walked up to them, kind of nervous for some reason. "Excuse me, this may seem like a weird question, but which one of you is my dream guide?" This girl with white-dyed hair turned to her friend. "That's cute, he thinks he has a dream guide."

They all laughed and went back to talking. I proceeded to ask more questions, but they just ignored me and kept talking to each other, even when I got right up in their faces. I finally gave up, as this was going nowhere. I went off to continue the search elsewhere, when...

Wake up: 11:00 am

My worst nightmare. I got a call on my phone, which woke me up. I tried not to move, waited until the the call stopped, and tried to DEILD back into the dream, but after 10 minutes with no luck, I gave up. The dream was going great, too. It was super vivid and super stable, so I would've been there a while if my phone hadn't gone off. Still, this was definitely the breakthrough I needed in the competition, as I doubled my points!

1 dream: 1 pt
WILD: 10 pts
Flying + 1st step: 4 pts + 5 pts
Unspecified Dream Control (shrinking): 3 pts
Basic Summoning: 4 pts
Interact with DC: 2 pts

Nap total: 29 pts
Competition total: 52.5 pts

Bed Time: 1:45a

No dreams here.

WBTB Time: 5:45 – 20 minutes

I was running from a horde of zombies into this old, run-down house. I was joined by another group of survivors, and we ran into this one room where there were a ton of monitors and computers. Once all 5 of us were inside, we slammed the door shut. We were inside assessing the situation for a while, when one of the guys whispered to a girl by the door, and then opened the door and walked out. I realized after he left that this was probably a bad idea, but I didn’t really want to speak up. Soon after, we heard banging on the door. We kept the door shut, even if it was the guy that just left. Suddenly, we heard creaking from the ceiling. I look over in time to see a zombified goblin shark crash through the ceiling, crushing the computer screens and one of the members of our group. I ran out the door as the dream ended.

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I was then on the front porch of my grandma’s house in Alabama. I looked over to the house across the street, which had a small satellite dish on top of it that was pointed at me. I took a step to the left, and the satellite beeped and shot a firework at me. I stepped out of the way as it hit the wall behind me, unleashing a shower of sparks. The satellite dish tracked my every move, firing every couple seconds, and I had to run away from the shots to the backyard.

There, I looked up to see a massive spider web spanning between two trees. It stretched at least 30 feet up, and was crawling with hundreds of white, medium-sized spiders. I snuck around the side of it, being sure not to touch the web. There were a couple of smaller spider webs on the ground, but I side-stepped around them. I got to the back of the house, and began searching for some valuable item, when the fireworks from the front started to land in front of me. I grabbed whatever I went back there to get and ran back for the gate. I was almost home free, but I tripped over a strand of web near the ground. The entire web started shaking, and spiders started falling off of it. I ran at top speed to get away from the downfall of nope. I reached the gate and dodged a few more fireworks before waking up.

Wake up: 8:10a

2 dreams: 2 pts
WBTB: 2 pts

Night Total: 4 pts
Competition Total: 19.5 pts

Nap time: 1:45p

Absolutely nothing. Most likely because it was hot in my room, since I woke up kinda sweaty, which absolutely kills my recall 100%.

Wake up: 2:35p

I then took off my blanket and tried to go back to sleep, which took longer than expected.

Nap time: 3:00p

I believe I WILDed in, since I was lucid from the start of this dream. I was in this garden of some kind. Pretty much everywhere I looked was green, but it wasn’t really textured. It almost looked like it was from a video game, since the shrubs were very blocky. I could tell the dream was shaky from the get-go, so I tried to stabilize by touching everything. The shrub felt almost like felt (lol), while the grass had more thorns and sharp things. This stabilization didn’t really work, though, as I soon suddenly lost vision in my left eye, eventually followed by my right.

I woke up into my dorm room (although on the wrong side of the room). My mom was at the door, asking me to send her an email with my class schedule so she knows when to call. I walked out the door into what looked more like my high school hallway. There were a ton of students going to class, most of which looked very distraught. I overheard some students talking about the abusive principal and some of the terrible things he was doing to them. I was kind of enraged, and since I have previous experience with school revolutions, I decided to stand up for everyone. I grabbed a megaphone and started to yell.

“Alright, everyone, enough is enough! Are you sick and tired of the constant torment of going to this school?”

I had a couple students turn around a cheer a little. I suddenly realized that I had no idea what I had just done. For one, I had no idea exactly who this principal guy was, nor what he was doing, so I didn’t feel really qualified to lead an organized rebellion. I started struggling, but this brown-haired girl started telling me what to say. I repeated her statements into the megaphone, and even though they made no sense to me, they did seem to fire up the crowd. After one final rally cry, they burst into a loud cheer and stormed the principal’s office. I turned back to the girl and thanked her for her help.

We walked outside to see pretty much anarchy outside. There were students everywhere protesting and going crazy. There were news vans covering the story, and one anchor came up to me and the girl to ask for our reaction to the groups storming the White House. Yes, the White House. I realized I was probably in way over my head now, but the brown-haired girl responded instead. She sounded like she knew what she was talking about, even though, again, in retrospect it made no sense. During this interview, however, I woke up.

Wake up: 3:45p

2 Dreams: 2 pts
1 WILD: 10 pts
Stabilization: 1 pts

Dream Total: 13 pts
Competition Total: 15.5 pts

Bed Time: 1:55a

Fragment 1: I was either on or was watching some game show involving driving go-carts.

WBTB: 6:15a - Awake 20 minutes

Aaaand, nothing.

Wake up: 8:15a

1 Fragment: 0.5 pts
WBTB: 2 pts

Night Total: 2.5 pts
Competition Total: 2.5 pts

I was in this body of water. I don't remember exactly what it was, but it was man-made. There was this small opening underwater about the size of a softball. I swam towards it and slowly (and painfully) squeezed my way through. I found myself in this long tunnel, so I quickly swam through it and ended up in this large well. I swam to the surface and found my friend (use the term lightly) Richard sitting on the side of the well.

"Well, do you have it?"
"Yeah, here."
I hand him one of those cold medicines that you spray in your nose, which I had apparently stolen from Walgreen's.



"What is this?"
"What do you mean, 'What is this?' It's the cold medicine you wanted!"
"No, I mean what's this?"
He points to the label. I can make out the words "half dose" in fine print.
"Man, you know I need the extra strength cold medicine. Go back and get it!"
"That's stupid! Can't you just use twice as much or something?"
"Now that's stupid."
"So you expect me to swim back down there, back through that tiny hole, and all the way back into Walgreen's just so you can get your stupid extra strength medicine?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Screw that, I'm walking."

I climbed out of the well, which was for some reason inside this warehouse of sorts. I walked out the door into the street. I don't remember what exactly, but something made me lucid. I flew for a little bit, until I finally touched down outside a Walgreen's. I remembered that I should do some tasks while I was lucid, so I thought of the walking backwards task. I started taking some steps backward, and everything seemed to be going fine (although I got some strange looks from some DCs wondering what I was doing). I realized I was slowly gaining speed, and I felt like I was about to fall backwards. I tried to move my legs faster to keep up, but I kept going faster and faster. Soon, I realized my feet weren't even touching the ground, and I was pretty much flying backwards at an alarming rate. The scene around me kind of looked like I was hitting warp speed in reverse.



I think I kind of blacked out, and next thing I know I was walking into Walgreen's. I wasn't entirely lucid, but I knew that I could turn invisible. I walked into the store invisible, but the store kind of looked like this wooden cabin. There were students in robes talking about spells, so I kind of wondered if I was in Hogwart's.



I tried to sneak into the back without making any noise or bumping into anyone. For some reason, I was wearing a very large backpack, which was also invisible. However, as I was walking, the backpack brushed against some papers and knocked them to the ground. Everyone turned around and wondered what it was. I tried to quietly run away from the papers, but as I ran past this Christmas tree, my backpack again brushed against it, moving some of the lights and knocking one of the ornaments to the ground. One student stood up and went over to investigate. I made a hasty retreat. I decided to ditch the backpack, so I stowed it behind one of the couches in the room. I then ran, but knocked over one of the tables on the way. One girl screamed, and there was a murmur in the crowd about there being ghosts. I was scared they were going to cast some spell to make me visible, so I ran through the door to the back. There was a large swimming pool, so I jumped in and swam through another tunnel to the main store. It still had the wooden designs and decor as the previous room. I walked up to the customer service desk, where the only worker in the store was standing.

"So, I'm kind of an idiot. I came in here earlier and got some cold medicine, but I meant to grab the extra strength, not the half dose. Can I exchange it?"
"Do you have the receipt?"
I pulled the receipt out of my pocket and handed it to her (apparently, my dream forgot that I stole it in the first place), as well as the original cold medicine. She put it under the counter, and pulled out the extra strength version of it. I took it and jumped back in the swimming pool, but then I woke up.

I had a short dream fragment to start. I was just promoted as a new moderator of DreamViews. I was to be in charge of chat, and my title on my profile was "The Nicest Mod". *wink wink nudge nudge*

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I was at my college, trying to get a 71 bus back to my dorm. I jumped on the first bus I could find, and an old friend T was there. We talked for a bit, until I realized that I was on a 72 bus instead. I got out at the next stop, and I was in this suburban area that kind of looked like the neighborhood I grew up in. I saw my friend M, so i asked if he saw a 71 bus. He ran around the corner of the block where there was another 72 bus parked. He looked down the street, and then said that a 71 had just left. We decided it was best to just walk.

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I was back at my high school, in one of the old classrooms. Most of the people from my graduating class were there, as well as a few younger kids who looked to be in second grade. They were all working hard to make a rope out of beads so they could escape out the second floor window. Just then, a teacher looked in through the window in the door, saw what we were doing, and came in and yelled at us. Then the scene kind of restarted. This time, I helped them tie some of the beads together, and we finally had a long enough rope to get out. Unfortunately, the teacher came in and busted us yet again.

The scene restarted again. This time, I was counting the seconds until the teacher would show up. I tried to warn everyone that the teacher would be coming, but I had something in my mouth and throat that made me unable to say anything. I started banging on my desk and motioning towards the seat. My friend M realized what I was doing, and yelled for everyone to sit down. Everyone rushed to their seats and looked like they were behaving. We waited for about a minute, but the teacher never even walked by. Everyone got back up and went back to work. One girl asked me why I thought that the teacher was coming. I told them that I had just kind of sensed it, since I had had this dream multiple times before.

I thought of what I was saying, and then it occurred to me that this was a dream. Just then, everyone rushed to their seats again, and the teacher walked in. She lectured us for a little bit, but then yelled at one of the students who didn't address her as "ma'am". She treated us like little kids, and then she decided to give us a quiz on "10 differences between birds and humans". By this point, I had had enough. I raised my hand.

"Yeah, can I ask a question?"
There was a collective gasp from everyone in the classroom, and a slight murmur of fear.
"Well, what is it?"
I did a quick nose plug RC to make sure I was really dreaming before I dropped the bombshell. "What exactly is the point of this?"
There was another loud gasp from the class. This made me feel like more needed to be said, since it was obvious this teacher had been abusing the students into submission, so no one had the backbone to stand up to her.

"Why do you think you can drag us - students who graduated from this school almost three years ago - back here and force us to listen to your second grade lessons?"
The gasps of surprise changed to shouts of "Yeah", and "That's true!" I felt powerful, like I was about to start a revolution.
"And furthermore, how can you punish us for doing the right things wrong, and punish us for doing the wrong things right?"
Even in the dream, I knew this comment made zero sense, but it made the class go crazy. They were just about ready to burn the witch, basically. The teacher was furious and stormed out of the classroom to the applause of the class.

I figured one coup was enough for today, so I decided to actually get some stuff done. I thought of the TOTMs and remembered the coal task, although I thought it required giving the coal to a little kid. I reached in my pocket for coal, but I couldn't find any. I affirmed to myself that there was coal in my other pocket, but I couldn't find it there either. After two or three attempts, I realized that I was saying the words, but still had some doubt as to if it would happen or not. Once I did an RC and reminded myself that I was dreaming, I patted my pockets and felt a hard lump in my right pocket. I reached in and pulled out a lump of coal wrapped in wax paper. It had icing on the top, which made it look like a cupcake, but I scraped it off as best as I could. I looked for the younger kids that were in our classroom, but all of them were gone. I walked out into the hallway, but it was empty.

I walked outside into the courtyard. There were two kids on a miniature golf cart driving towards me. I stop them and tell them that I have a present for them. They seem excited, but when I pulled the coal out of my pocket, they seemed almost scared of it. They threw the cart in reverse and drove backwards until they hit a tree. I walked over and placed the coal on the dashboard of the cart and walked away. They drove forward for about 30 feet until they hit a bump. The cart rolled over and both of the kids fell out. I wasn't sure if I should go help them, but I saw a man (supposedly their dad) laughing and taking pictures with his phone. I lost lucidity at this point, and soon woke up.

I had an extra hour this morning since my college's convocation was cancelled today, so what better thing to do than take a nap.

I woke up in my house. I knew instantly I was dreaming, since I woke up in the guest bedroom. I had already decided before I fell asleep that I wanted to do the blood TOTM, and preferably with dragon blood that would transform me into a dragon. I exit the room and head for the stairs. My mom is in front of me saying something that I don't remember. I think of sucking her blood instead, but I decide against it, as that would be creepy. I start to follow her to the kitchen, but the kitchen wasn't there, and instead I found myself in the bathroom. On the counter were what seemed like hundreds of little bottles of all different shapes, sizes, and colors.


I found myself smack dab in the middle of a Macy's perfume department, basically.

I try to find one that looks like it's blood of some kind, but nothing stands out to me. I can't even find one that was red. Okay, let's just try to make it appear. I start to visualize the bottle, from the bottom up. As I imagine the glass pattern and red liquid, I realize the bottle I'm envisioning is right in front of me. How convenient. I pick it up, but as I shake it, the red liquid slowly turns to blue. Neat. The top, which I hadn't visualized yet, was a cheap plastic trigger-spray thing. I open wide and spray a couple times into my mouth. It tastes metallic, exactly like blood. I keep spraying until I feel like I've ingested enough. Okay, so now to just let the dragon blood do its magic. Within a few seconds, my arms start twitching, and then shaking, and then convulsing. My back tenses up, and I feel something churning inside my stomach.


Kind of like the last time I ate Taco Bell.

I start to lose vision in my right eye, and then my left. The scene goes completely dark, and soon the convulsions stop, and there's a deafening silence. A few seconds pass. Suddenly, the scene reappears. I look in the mirror, and notice my snazzy new wings behind my back. They kind of looked like Charizard wings, but were more flesh-colored. Cool, it worked! I was honestly excited, as I haven't had any transformation work for me even that much. I try to decide where to take these babies for a spin, but I quickly wake up from excitement.

I don't remember if this was a false or real awakening, but I lost lucidity. Still, I had a pretty amazing non-lucid at this point. Beware, it's pretty random at times, with lots of changes happening really fast, but it gets really good at the end. Just a glimpse into my ADD, I guess.

I was at a waterpark with some friends. I went down this slide into this small pool at the bottom. I get out and stand a ways away, as another girl comes down the slide. She kind of stays in the pool for a while, as she's waiting for a friend to come down. I look over to the left to see an old lady in her 90's on a motorcycle. She's at the top of this dirt ramp a distance away, and closer to me was another halfpipe. At the sound of a horn, she takes off down the ramp and heads toward the halfpipe. Unfortunately, she crashes, but the motorcycle continues, shooting wildly off the ramp and careening into the pool next to it, where the girl still is waiting. It lands right on top of her, and she goes under the water a bit. Her head comes back up, but the water starts to turn red with blood. She doesn't have much of an expression on her face, but I know instantly that her legs have been severed off. I wave for someone to come help. Paramedics soon rush in. I see my friends on the other side of the pool. I walk over them, and one of my friends says that we need to pray for the girl that just got hurt. I agree, but I first need to put away the towel that I (suddenly) have in my hands.

We are now on some kind of yacht. My friends are gathered around the kitchen table to pray, and I head to the sink to wring out my towel. I turn around to find I am now on a much smaller boat, and my friends are now tied up and sitting on a different boat. I run over to the edge to get a better look, and see this evil blonde lady standing on the other boat. She laughs maniacally at me.


I originally thought it was some lady from my church, but now that I've googled "evil blonde lady", frick, I think it was Ann Coulter. This expression and everything.

"I'm afraid I can't have you following me."

She points behind me. I turn to see a Heavy from Team Fortress 2 dumping a bunch of gasoline into the bottom of my boat. The gasoline quickly comes up to my chest, at which point he steps out of the boat onto the dock. I remain cool and calm, as I know that "I've played this level of the game before." I walk to the back of the boat to a small white button that reads "Press here to exit." I click it, and the gasoline starts to drain. Well that was easy. I turn to my side to see the other boat speeding off into the distance. "Oh no you don't!" I jump into the driver's seat and give chase. We drive off the lake, down a river, and through the sewers. Meanwhile, the boat appears to get smaller and smaller, until it's about the size of a go-cart, just barely getting around my body. Still, it keeps me afloat, and apparently can fly, as I find out as I drive up a ladder in the sewers. It looks like I am in Counter-Strike, climbing the ladder while carrying the boat in front of me. I drive the boat until I come to a massive room that looks like a level from Portal. I walk down a hallway to my right.

I don't remember at what point he joined me, but my buddy Mike was now with me. We walked through a couple dark office rooms that looked like they were abandoned.


This is not Portal as far as I know, but it looks pretty dang close to my dream.

"So, why are all these rooms dismantled?" Mike asks.
"Oh, I cut the power to these rooms in an earlier level, so nothing in here works. It was optional, but it makes this part a heck of a lot easier."

We come to another large Portal-like room. Lasers line the far walls, stretching diagonally at different heights. About fifty feet up is a small room surrounded by glass with the exit inside. There was a hole in the glass, and the wall on the other side was portalable, so it was a really simple solution. As I'm about to portal up, I hear footsteps around the corner. "Shoot, we gotta hide." We duck in a small recessed area in the darkness. The footsteps get closer and closer, until I'm certain we're going to be killed. Suddenly, I hear a quiet voice whisper,

"Move closer, I can't talk very loud. If she knows I'm here, she'll kill me."

I look up to see my friend Matt, who looks like he's turned into a half-man half-machine cyborg. There's wires running off of him connecting to different places on his body. I somehow know that he was on the boat that was kidnapped, and that he has been forced to work for the evil lady as her slave. He hands me a strange device.


This is a barcode scanner. It's also apparently a futuristic flash drive of sorts.

"I don't have much time to explain. She's set the facility to self-destruct in a few minutes, with all of us trapped inside. I've downloaded my conscience onto this drive. If you can connect it to the mainframe, I can override the explosion and get us out of here."
I continue to stare at the device, somewhat confused as to what all is happening.
"One last thing. If you are caught and capture, be sure to know four things. One, I was never here. Two, we do not know each other. Three, I am not American. And four..." He pauses for a moment, and a single tear runs down his face. "I always loved you."

I embrace him for a hug, tears streaming down my face. "Thanks for everything, Matt. I'll never forget you." He turns and walks down the hallway we just came through, and Mike and I head towards a different exit at the floor level. We enter in what looks like a break room. It's dark, but I can still make out some things. I walk into the closet, and find all of my friends still tied up. Mike and I start untying them and tell them to stay quiet and hidden. Meanwhile, I look for some kind of computer or power box connected to the mainframe. Then, there's a noise.

I turn around to see the evil lady walk into the room with a mug in her hand. She turns on the lights, looks up, and freezes. My friends and I all stare with a deer-in-headlights look. She quickly turns and presses the emergency button on the wall. The lights turn red, and I hear a computerized voice.

"EMERGENCY! Intruder detected. Self-destruct initiated."

She then rushes me. I grab the first thing I can find, a plastic fork on the counter. I stab her in the side, but the prongs of the fork break off and do no damage. She immediately retaliates and stabs me in the side. I flinch, expecting pain, but realize nothing happened. She pulls back her arm, and in her hand is another plastic fork with broken prongs. Looks like she had the same idea. She pauses for a second, and then humorously remarks,

"We just had to get the cheap forks, didn't we?"

She throws the fork over her shoulder and runs out the door. Meanwhile, a few guards rush in the other door and start firing. I duck behind an overturned table. The sprinklers overhead start spraying, until it's absolute chaos everywhere. So this is where it ends, I guess. I look to my side to see a very out-of-place port in the wall that fits Matt's drive perfectly. It's quite a ways away, and would be practically suicide to try to get to it. A voice comes over the intercom.

"Explosion imminent. Evacuate the facilities. Destruction in 30 seconds."

Yep, this is where it ends. No time to waste. I dart out from behind the table and dive for more cover, slowly inching my way towards the port.

"Destruction in 15 seconds."

I try to decide my next move. The port is still a good 30 feet away. I try to take into account the location of the guards, the positions of Mike and the rest of my friends, the odds that the sprinklers would give me just enough cover to make it.

"Destruction in 10 seconds."

Nope, I should probably just go! I pull out the drive and dart towards the port. Everything moves in slow motion. I can see the bullets moving towards me in bullet time. I can see my friends looking on in disbelief. I can see each drop of water pouring from the sprinklers overhead. Just a few more feet. I stretch the drive out in front of me. Time slows to a stop. Until suddenly, I wake up.


I know, random WWE wrestler, I felt the same way.

I WILDed into my dorm room, as I almost always do. The dream seemed very unstable from the get-go, so I decided to wait it out before I tried anything major. I first walked around a bit, touching everything, reminding myself that it was a dream. I then got the weird idea to walk up the wall. Yeah, it was weird, but I figured, why not? I walked up to the door, put my foot on it, and then pulled my other foot up. I was now standing on the door, and my body was now parallel to the floor.


This cat's reaction is also similar to my own.

Well this is unique. I walked around beside the door to open it, and then fell through the hole/doorway. I landed on the wall in the hall, but then walked back down onto the floor, since I was beginning to get dizzy.

I flew to the end of the hall, opened the door, and made my way down the stairs to the outside. I walked over to a tree by the road and looked up at the many oranges on it. I reached up, pulled one down, and proceeded to stare at it for a while. It suddenly reminded me that I wanted to do the Task of the Month. I looked around for a pumpkin, and found a big display of hay bales and pumpkins for some fall festival (how incredibly convenient). I grabbed one from the ground, but it felt really mushy. Well, I can just peel this one apart, I guess. I pulled apart the pumpkin, only to find that the inside was much like the inside of an orange.


Wut.

So there I was, holding basically a giant orange. I was curious, so I took a large bite of it, and sure enough, it tasted just like an orange. It tasted decent, but I quickly grew tired of it. I tried to remember whether the task was to open a pumpkin, or to smash a pumpkin. Eh, wouldn't hurt just to be safe. I picked up another pumpkin, which felt much more like a normal pumpkin should. I took it over to the sidewalk and


Sorry, couldn't resist.

It burst open, and about 50 small coins, mostly dimes and pennies, spilled out onto the ground. Hmm, not too bad, I guess. But I enjoyed smashing these pumpkins, so I picked up another one. I could feel and hear something rattling inside, so I wasn't surprised when I threw it on the ground and more coins came out. I repeated this cycle several times. I felt like Link smashing pots or something.


Thankfully, no awkward dress/skirt thing in my dream.

When I finally grew tired of this, I began to walk off and try to think of another TOTM, but I quickly woke up.

Took a nice nap this afternoon. There was an interesting start, as I had some trouble transitioning, and I kind of got stuck between the real and dream worlds - distinctly hearing my roommate typing away on his keyboard but also interacting with my DCs at the same time. I kind of went back and forth in and out of sleep, until I finally got a nice long dream.

I don't remember exactly how everything pieced together, but I had three distinct scenes. First, I was at work, working the support desk at my college's computer lab. An Asian girl and her 2 friends walked up and asked for help with her computer. I tried to take a look at it, but she suddenly came around the desk, leaned her head on my shoulder, and started flirting with me. I asked her to back up, but she moved in closer. I remembered that it was just a dream, so I shouted at her "You're not even real!" and ran away.

The next scene was in some kind of warehouse. I was in the back trying to figure out what to do in my lucid. I remembered the TOTMs. I decided to start with the Expecto Patronum one. I first tried with just twirling my hand in the air and shouting "Expecto Patronum", but nothing happened. OK, maybe I need a wand of some kind. I happened to find a plastic straw. Well, gotta make do with what you've got. I spun the straw in the air and shouted the words, and this time I saw a trail of smoke run in a line across the floor. I tried once again, and this time the line of smoke was larger and more noticeable. I tried one last time, this time moving the "wand" in the air until I saw a blue aura around it. "Expecto Patronum!" The blue smoke shot to the ground, and suddenly a long snake appeared along the smoke line on the ground. The snake was about 15 feet long and started to move toward me. I tried to go around on the other side of it, but its mouth suddenly turned into the mouth of a crocodile and snapped at me. I dodged out of the way and kept walking.

Finally, there was a scene where I was looking for a fortune cookie for another TOTM. Well, I'll probably find one in this kitchen. I walked through a door into the kitchen at my old house. I walked to the sink, and sure enough, there was a fortune cookie there. I opened it up and ate half of it before reading the inside. I pulled out the paper and unraveled it. All it said was the word "Help". Help? That's it? I looked inside the cookie to see 3 more papers bunched up inside. I took out the first one. "Me." And the second one. "I'm." Finally, I read the last paper. "A cookie." Okay, genius, you got me... I then proceeded to rip up the papers and eat the other half of the cookie before eventually waking up.

Early morning naps = long vivid WILDs

The dream started much like my last lucid. I was in my bed, while some of my friends were in my room talking. I was lying down, but I had a hard time moving. I was basically moving like a sloth, as my arms felt like they were 500 lbs a piece. I wouldn't call it SP, as I was lucid in a dream. I slowly reached for the handrail by my top bunk. As soon as I grabbed it, I started floating, and me and the bar were transported to into this fairly dark "void", for lack of better term. I was being pulled up, so I held onto the bar to keep from flying away.

At this point, I'm pretty sure I woke up, but then DEILDed back into another dream. I was on my bed again, and my friends were talking again. I was able to actually get up now, although I was kind of helplessly floating around the room. I finally managed to gain my footing on the ground. I then tried to head for the window to get out, but as soon as I hit the window, I woke up and DEILDed again.

Again, I was in my room, although this time my friends were gone and I started on the floor. I tried for the window again, and this time I actually got through. I found myself in this alley, with a good view of the moon above me. I wanna go up there, I thought to myself. I squated down to prepare for a fast takeoff, and then jumped with all my might. I instead moved about 2 mph towards the sky. I got back down and tried again, but still no luck. I changed my mind and instead flew around the corner of the building, but then I woke up and DEILDed again.

I was now walking down a hallway of my college. Maybe I should start doing something productive now. I remembered one of the TOTMs that I hadn't done yet. I walked up to some random guy. "Hey, do you know any other languages?" "Yeah, I'm fluent in German." "Cool, can you tell me a word?" "No." He walked faster to get away from me and turned into a classroom. I followed him in.

There was another group of guys standing around talking. I walk up and ask if any of them know any other languages. They all in turn reply no. Why do my DCs have to be so American? Then, a girl walked over to me. "Do you know any foreign words?" "Oh yeah, I know lots of them." "Cool, can you give me an example of one?" "Well have you ever heard of 'juh-kan-uh'?" "How do you spell that?" "Jicanon." "There's a silent n on the end?" "Sure, why not?" "Okay then, what does it mean?" As she walked away, she turned back and shouted "It means armed with a laser." A laser, huh? Sounds like a pointless word to me. Little did I know just how applicable that word would be.

I DEILDed one more time. I was now in the large auditorium we have at our campus. The entire student body was there, and we each has this small black sensor on our chest with a tiny LCD screen on the top. Our provost got up on stage and announced the start of the annual Laser Games. "You each have five lives. Last person standing wins. You have 10 minutes until the starting horn. Go!"

There was a mad dash from the auditorium. I had no idea what was happening, so I followed the crowd. Outside there were boxes of laser guns of all different sizes. I grabbed both a pistol and a rifle, strapped them to my back, and took off. I met up with some of my friends at the hill by the auditorium. We quickly tried to build a fort or some kind, but before we could finish, a loud horn echoed from the speakers around the campus. The games had begun.

I turned around in time to see another group ambushing us from behind. I grabbed my pistol and fired at the guy who was rushing at me. I felt my sensor vibrate a little, marking that my lives were being depleted. After some time, the attacker's sensor let out a loud beep, and an electric shock brought him to the ground. I stopped to catch my breath and looked down at the screen on my sensor. "1 Kill. 2 Lives." Hmmm, let's try that again. I rewinded the scene, and turned around to see the ambush again. This time my aim was much better, and I brought my attacker down in seconds. I looked at my screen again. "1 Kill. 5 Lives." Much better.

I pulled out my rifle and went after the guys attacking my team. I easily took down most of them. Their last member pulled out a sword and came after me. Yes, a freaking sword. He took a big swing, but luckily I managed to dodge it. I quickly pulled out my pistol and took him down before he could swing again. He fell with a thud, dropping his sword at his side. "Hey, can I borrow this?" "Sure, it's all yours." You never know when a giant freaking sword might come in handy. I next heard another beeping sound, but this time it was my alarm, and I woke up.

I had a late afternoon nap, and then WILDed into a dream. My dream recall's not to great lately, but I do remember the important parts.

I was in my friend's dorm room. I was on the top bunk, and three other guys were talking about something. I realized it was a dream, so I was not interested in their conversation. I jumped out the window (or, more really crashed through it, since it was fully closed) and flew outside. I got a ways away, just doing random tricks and stuff, when the dream destabilized.

Next thing I know, I was back. Back in the top bunk, while my friends were still talking. Okay, let's try that again. I jumped/crashed out the window again, to the same kind of scenery, except this time, there was less "rendered", for lack of better term. Just the area around my dorm was there, everything else was just black. I tried flying up until I could see all of it.

And then I woke up. In the top bunk. My friends were talking. Seriously? This is getting old. I don't remember exactly how many times this repeated, but by at least the fourth or fifth time, I was aware enough to not let it happen. This last time, I actually had great control of my flight, and the scenery was full, minus one part where I flew over one area that looked like it hadn't fully loaded in Google Earth.

And then I woke up. Thankfully, not in the top bunk again. Instead, I was in some kind of jail, right behind the metal bars. Okay, I should probably do something other than just fly. What were those TOTM's again? I racked my brain, since I hadn't even looked at the thread for like 2 weeks. The only one I could remember was the eyeball one. Okay, that one's not too hard. I pulled up my sunglasses that I was apparently wearing, and reached into my left eye. I kept telling myself it didn't hurt, and sure enough, with a little effort, it just slid out. I held it in my hand. Surprisingly, it was about the size of a baseball. I should have a little fun with this. I shifted my glance to the left, and the eyeball rolled a little to the left. I shifted to the right, and the eyeball rolled a little back to the right. It kind of looked like one of those novelty weasel balls rolling in my hand. Huh. I wonder if I can look through it too. Just then, a kind of ghost image appeared on the left side of my vision. It was facing an entirely different direction, like it was the direct feed from the eyeball to my brain. Okay, that's kind of creepy. I stuck the eyeball back in my head and went on. I somehow was transported to this large restaurant.

Story Break. There was one thing I hadn't done yet in my dream. I have been trying to create a persistent dream character through cosmodius95's incubation method, which you can find here. So long story short, I have been trying to create this guy named Bart, short for Bartholomew, a wolf-like dream guide I had in one of my older lucids. As the story goes, Bart is my best friend, and has the ability to transform into a wolf at will. He's about 6'1", has brown hair, blue eyes.

So I tried looking for Bart. The restaurant wasn't packed, but there were still a substantial amount of people, none of them matching the description of Bart. I finally asked a moderately intoxicated woman if she knew anyone there named Bart. She said yes, and brought me over to a buff, fairly intimidating looking guy. "Wait, no, this isn't Bart. That's Kevin." She brought me over to another guy who didn't look like him, and another, and another. Finally, she just shouted, "Is there anyone here named Bart?" One guy in the back stood up and raised his hand. I walked over to him. He was fairly short with black hair, so he still didn't match the description (in fact, he looked like one of my friends IWL), but apparently I didn't care. He acted like I was an old friend of his, and we did that sort of bro-hug thing that is all the rage nowadays. He asked how my dream was going so far. "Pretty good, got the task of the month out of the way." "Nice dude, about time." "Ha, I know, right?" He looked nothing like the Bart I had imagined, but he sure acted like him.

And then I woke up. In the top bunk. Screw this. I jumped out the window and flew until I woke up for real.

I went to bed at 2ish, and then WBTB at like 7.

I am at some party with my friends. I'm really uncomfortable, since I'm kind of a wallflower. Someone brings out the beer and drugs. I really shouldn't be here. What if my parents find out? I leave with my friends M and B. We walk out, but M says that we should steal a car. I immediately protest, but somehow, we find a bus, we break into it, and with B in the driver's seat, we drive off. I'm kind of freaking out, but I go along with it anyway.

We pull up next to a party bus at a red light. We exchange glances, and somehow mutually decide to drag race. The light turns green, and B floors it. We're losing the race, but then a cop pulls out and pulls over the other bus. That was close. We speed off, but then another cop comes to pull us over. I try to play it cool, hoping they don't know the bus is stolen. B gets out of the car to talk to the cops. Without saying a word, M jumps into the driver's seat and floors it.

"M, what the heck are you doing? You're going to get us killed!"
"I don't know man."
"Dude, I can't go to jail, pull over!

The bus continues to gain speed. I better turn myself in, maybe they'll be merciful. I open the side door and look out. From the side, it doesn't look like we're going very fast. I look behind us to see a single red car with police lights on top. I motion for them to move out of the way, but they don't. I just decide to make a move. I kind of step down from the car onto the pavement. I stay on my feet, which is good, but then the red cop car is heading straight for me. In some kind of slow-motion sequence, I determine which way is the best to jump, and barely dive out of the way before the car hits me. I roll into the grass on the side of the road.

I stand up, take a minute to collect myself, and walk over to where the cops and B are. One cop that looks like Carl Winslow from Family Matters sees me.

"Did you just jump out of a bus going 35 mph?"
"No, I think it was more like 15."

I kind of rest with my hands on my knees for a while, trying to catch my breath and soak in what just happened. The scene kind of shifts, and I'm under this patio at some kind of park. I see a clock that says it's 2:09 am. I see the cops taking M away in handcuffs. A female cop walks over to me. She says she'll let me go if I can tell her what time it is and what all happened that night. I tell her it's about 2:15 in the morning, and then try to remember what happened. I try to think back, but I have two overlapping memories - one of the car chase, and one of me going to bed.Wait a minute, I went to bed a while ago. I must be dreaming. I turn back to the cop.

"Do you want me to tell you what actually happened, or what happened in this dream?"
"Excuse me?"
"That's right, this is a dream. None of this is real."
She shines a light in my face. "Sir, have you been drinking this evening?"
"No, really, I'll prove it to you!"

I try to float up above her, but I can't get off the ground."Wait, hold on, I got this." She begins to look a little perturbed, and I see her reach for her handcuffs. Maybe this isn't a dream after all. But I can't go to jail. I gotta come up with something fast. I plug my nose and breathe loudly through it. It really isn't all that impressive, but she seems to be amazed. "You think that's cool, check this out." I squat down, and jump with all my might. I leap above the buildings about 50 feet in the air. I then slowly float down in front of her. She has a puzzled look on her face, like she is questioning everything that's happening. I'll show her one more thing. I pick up this heavy table next to me and try to balance it on my finger. I hold it for a while, but then it falls. "Meh, that one's still a work in progress."

We walk around to the side of the building. "I can still answer your question if you want."
"No, I don't think that's necessary anymore. I think I just need some time to think stuff out."
I turn around to see a large group of my friends. I hear some rock song playing, kind of like a song at the end of a movie right before the credits. Well, let's put on a show. I take off with a running start and fly off. I fly over to a nearby billboard, do kind of a wall run on it, and keep flying. I get a ways off the ground, and I decide to just float off, like a balloon released in the wind. I rise up to the clouds. To make sure the dream doesn't destabilize, I rub my hands together. Unfortunately, doing that makes the dream instantly destabilize, and I wake up.

Took an afternoon nap today at about 2, woke up at 3ish really hot with no recalled dreams. I stripped down to my underwear and took off the covers. I had my hands crossed over my head when I began to feel a tingling sensation in my hands. This soon spread to my legs, and I began to feel a buzzing in my head. I heard a noise get louder like a large sliding garage door slamming shut. I then began feeling like I was rocking side to side in my bed. I kept rocking more and more, until I fell out of my bed. I got up and did a RC, and I was dreaming. I was wrapped up in my covers, so I tried to pull them off, much to no avail. I tried to remind myself more and more that I was dreaming, but I finally got sick and tired of it, and just teleported out from under the covers.

I was then in another room of my house. I tried going out the back door and running outside several times, but each time I kept somehow ending up back in a different room of my house. I spend so much time here IWL that I keep getting dragged back, I thought. No matter. I kind of summoned a portal in the wall and ran through it, and ended up in the sanctuary of my church. Better than nothing, I guess.

Recently, I have been catching up on Hyu's Dream Journal. His posts were really an inspiration for me to take my lucid dreaming seriously, and I highly encourage you to read them if you haven't already. Hyu has several recurring dream characters, each with a unique personality and appearance. Most of my DCs are fairly flat and don't even really do much in my lucids. So, I figured, it's about time I made some friends with some DCs and got them to show up more consistently in my dreams. The first DC I wanted to make friends with, I decided, had to be a girl. I kind of wanted one that I was very attracted to, kind of love at first sight, and had a great personality. It's a dream, I thought, so at least I have a shot...

I was in the sanctuary of my church, although the entire place had the old ugly red carpet that we had a few years back. There were lots of people everywhere, mostly older (kind of like the actual congregation of my church...). I knew the right one had to be here somewhere. I kind of called out to the dream to get everyone to leave except the one I was looking for. I stood in the doorway as everyone passed me. I kind of scanned the crowd as they passed, looking for someone - anyone - that would be good. My eyes randomly focused on a few females, but I rejected most of them. Too old. Too fat. Not pretty enough. Pretty sure that one would be pedophilia. Too short. Before I knew it, the crowd was gone, with no one left. I kind of walked around, hoping to find someone in the building, but to no avail. I walked back to the main sanctuary, where several people suddenly appeared and kind of swarmed me, wanting some kind of help. I pushed them back and walked away angrily, shouting, "Screw you guys. Y'all aren't even real...".

I walked out the door and into this hospital hallway. I walked through a couple doors, somehow ending up in the same spot as before. Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see this brown-haired girl, 5'10"ish, probably 4.5/10, motioning me to follow her. She didn't say much, but instead just started to walk away. I quickly followed behind her. Well, not really love at first sight, but, meh, maybe she's got a good personality.

We walked a ways before I spoke up. "So, you must be my dream guide today, huh?"
"Yeah, you could say that, I guess."
Could I file a complaint with whoever made that decision?
"Are you going to tell me where we're going?"
"No, not really."
This is going greeaaaat...

We walked through a couple more hallways until we arrived in this fairly large room, with white walls and a tall popcorn ceiling. There wasn't really anything interesting here.

"So, what are we doing h-"
I turned around, and she wasn't there. At first, it felt like she led me to some kind of trap, but the door was still wide open, so I guess I could have left. I first looked around and called out for her, but she was nowhere to be found. Meh, it's probably for the best, I thought. Anyway, time to actually do something productive in this lucid. I took off to fly in this room, but went up too high too fast and slammed my head on the ceiling.

I woke up back in my house on the couch in just my underwear. Wait, I went to my bed for my nap, so why am I down here? I did a quick RC and found myself dreaming again. After the previous failure to connect with my DC, I figured doing anything would be nice at this point. I was in my underwear, so I figured "Off with it!". I took it off and figured I'd do the Basic I TOTM. I opened the door and ran outside, but then realized I had already done that task. I tried to remember the other tasks, but the only one I could think of was the junk food one. I went out to my backyard and found a massive, conveniently-placed bag of chips. I opened it up to find mini pretzels and Doritos (a strange combination, yes, but meh). I grabbed a handful, and almost got it to my mouth, but it disappeared before I could eat it. "Darn, I was hungry." I tried grabbing another handful, but the dream quickly destabilized.

I woke up back in my bed. I took off my sleep mask, looked at the clock, and saw it was 4:20 (blaze it... jk). I only had one thought in my head.

"I forgot to ask her her name..."