First Fragment: I was on the forum - first just normally - later it was like a multi-skype with people having animated talking avatars. Waking Nomad had a project, which was very important to him - and he somehow travelled the pages - there were more and more pages - like he went for a walk to try and convince people to take part in it. But it wasnīt his real remote-viewing experiment but something other. Unfortunately I only remember this as a bunch of mini-fragments/pictures. But he changed from his avatar to the picture of him, I had seen on here. Saying - he "walked" over the pages - that does not really describe it properly - these pages had weird properties - I am not clear enough in my memory to describe it better. Second Fragment: I was on holiday with my husband at a beach and playing shuttlecock - and I remember to want to convince him, to put a shirt on - because he had a pretty bad sunburn on his shoulders. But he wouldnīt - saying he doesnīt feel anything. First Dream: I am at a darts-competition to play an important match, for which I had been practising for for ages - and was quite good. When it was about to start - my darts were gone. I went around to look, if somebody can lend me theirs - after having searched all over the place. There was audience - like in the huge championships - and they were booing and getting impatient.. Finally I got three darts - but all different shape and weight. For some reason this made me decide to not throw all at treble 20 for scoring - but one there, one treble 19 and one treble 18. First throw - hit them all. Other guy - 180. Next I couldnīt throw them - all out of the scoring area.. Guy hits next 180 - I am throwing some crap - but so does he, and somehow I ended up winning the leg - and that was then suddenly all there was to the match. Weirdest thing - I had to give these darts back and searched for the owners to do this - didnīt find any owners - and then didnīt find the place, where I would have gotten the trophy. Woke up before I found any of this..