dream fragment

A Harry Potter themed dream where most of the gang had been locked up and thrown into a pit. Whoever had done so had employed Mad-Eye Moody as a guard. A pidgeon flew down into the pit and the gang started playing with it. This really set off Moddy for some reason and he began ordering the prisoners not to play with it, until he determined it was safe. Whilst he was distracted, some of the heroes who weren't locked up attacked him, knocking him unconscious. Just before he went, he muttered something about foreshadowing. Even in the dream, I found that a bit strange (I'm an observer, in this one.) The crew clamboured out of the pit and started running down a hallway, where thay, for some reason, turned into the main characters from Futurama. Also with them was another decapodian who didn't seem to like Zoidberg all that much (but then who does?). When they reached the end, Leela made mention of a narrator who had apparently just died. Never heard him actually narate.

A brief snippet of me in alleyway with the sixth doctor at one end and one of the other incarnations at the other. There was also a long narrative involving the twelth doctor and Clara, but I can't rember anything about that other than it happened and it may have also bought a few of my old friends from high school.

I found myself in my old primary school, although the corridors were far grander in size and decoration than the real version. What happened at the beginning in the dream, I am not sure. I was working on fixing a tv for three of my teachers (who were all gathered in one room for some reason). The Tv only needed to be plugged in. Whilst moving to perform this task, lucidity hit me and, as a test of my dream control I decided to turn on the TV without plugging it in, by willing the current from the socket into the Tv. This worked and, satisfied, I left the teachers to watch what I believe was news.

Walking down the corridors, I came across two beautiful women in long, flowing, blue dresses who were apparently shooting an advert, despite the lack of cameras. Entranced by their beauty, I verbally beckoned one of them over and we both came the simultaneous realisation that we should have sex. This we did, but I woke up midway through.

Did WILD, emerged in bedroom. Decided trying to disingtergrate my duvet was a good reality check. It became a bunch of black particles that floated away in a nonexistant wind. Felt my sheet for a bit to boost clarity, went into front room. Uncle was not sleeping on the futon, as was usual, but was on the sofa instead. Rather, his feet were on the arm of the sofa with the rest of his body lying straight off the edge, but supported by nothing. Contemplated having a moon rock, decided cheesecake was a better idea. Went into kitchen and opened fridge, but, true to real life, there was no cheesecake to be found.

Tried to create a slice through dream control, failed. Noticed a partially drunk bottle of coke. Decided to finish it. Tasted like coke, but felt "distant" and, therefore, disappointing. Went outside debating what else to do, woke up.

Fragment from subsequent failed WILD attempt, may have had slight awareness: Engineering area (I just knew it was) that resembled a server room. Was with uncle. Two "engineers" left. The monitor attached to the servers was oddly designed, being circular and growing. I identified it as a "protostargate" based on the interesting symbols rotating within the monitot. Woke up.

Dreamt I was in a Crash Bandicoot level. There was a bowl with a hole in the bottom and a powerful suction. Tried to escape the bowl and nearly succeeded, but a large, shadowy creature emerged from the bowl and dragged me down. I heard a child cry out in despair as I fell down and woke up.

For whatever reason I researched Gulliver's travels on my laptop (despite it being dead. I eventually realised it was a false awakening) and found a screenshot from what was allegedly a 1920s colour adaptation displaying a mayan city. Was transported there, can't remember what I did.

Woke up again (for real, this time), did WILD. Appeared in bedroom, enlarged a hole int the wall (that isn't there in reality) and walked through. Returned to Mayan city which gradually (and unnoticed by me until after) became a more modern city. After a brief bit of fighting with my base desires, I summonned a black hole behind me, turned around and walked through. Arrived at my old college building, where someone I identified as the Godfather (from the films, apparently, although he wasn't remotely similar) greeted me.

Can't remember much else apart from a bus chase and another false awakening, where I did most of my dream recall. As I attempted to WILD within the dream, I heard a mumbling conversation and woke up for real.

fragment: I don't know much about this, other than it involved Mario kart and was surprisingly creepy.


The dream, as many often do, started in my old high school. There was Darksiders 2 music playing in the background. Apparently, we were having some sort of reunion. During the course of the dream, I discovered that my best friend was being awfully distant and didn't seem to like me all that much. This discovery grew into a nagging doubt that gave me cause to reality check. Instead of attempting to punch the nearest DC, as per my usual dream sign (which would have gone dramatically wrong if I was actually in reality), I elected to check my watch, where I discovered that I was wearing two: my normal watch and some sort of red wristband with an LCD screen. This immediately made me lucid and, hoping to try out a new power, allowed me to attempt to phase through a wall (well, window. A window that looked uncannily like one from my grandma's house), which eventually resulted in success. I wasn't able to do much else though, as I immediately woke up.

Or did I? I "woke up" in my room and discovered that the reason why Darksiders was playing, was because I had apparently been listening to it the night before and must have left it on. With perhaps a sliver of lucidity left, I was able to remember that I had in fact been listening to final fantasy music. Not only that, but my dream laptop actually booted up dramatically faster than my waking one. I immediately became lucid and just when I was about to decide what to do, I was woken up, for real this time, by one of Zeus' temper tantrums outside. Bloody storms.