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I'm watching a TV ad for a new day care center, showing itself as "fun" for the kids. The babies enter the building by a catapult launcher, which throws them headfirst into tubes that then slow them down before depositing them in a central play room. All fine and good, but then the dream shifts into something more sinister. Babies keep on coming, row upon row of identical babies with blank stares. This continues until someone decides the only way to deal with it is to flood the world, and water pours over the packed babies to suffocate them all.

Note: I had lots of dreams last night, so many that my memories of them have gotten a bit fragmented and hard to separate out. So here are the fragments I remember. My plans included more Harry Potter dreams with both MoSh and Tigress, the wizard tournament with MoSh, Tigress was looking for something that happens beyond the scope of the books. I was able to get into my WILD, my memories are just a bit fragmented…

Search for Lucius
I am at Hogwarts, and I am looking to find out what Lucius might know about the spell that was placed on Asuka that made her lose her memory. I don't really know where to find Lucius, but I remember Draco saying Lucius is on the governing board of Hogwarts, so does that mean he is at Hogwarts? I hope that maybe he is. I am wandering around in the halls, I really don't know where to start looking. I spot Draco in the halls, and I follow Draco for a short time until he notices I am behind him. He stops and turns around, he asks why I am following him. He says maybe I had been looking to find him, well I have now. He says that Snape told him the contestants in the tournament need to make a plan on how to handle the first challenge. He says that generally, at least at the beginning, the contestants from each house would most likely help each other out so their house contestants can both make it. He says we should decide what we're going to do, to make sure the great Harry Potter comes out of the competition looking like the loser he is.

Training to Win
I am on the top of the hill near Hogwarts, it is the same place I was at when we all summoned patronuses. Vegeta is there, as are the other contestants in the tournament, though I don't see Tigress. I wonder if she is sure going to continue this series, I start thinking things may have diverged when Cho Chang shows up, and I remember she is from Ravenclaw, so maybe the divergence has already happened. Vegeta pairs everyone up, switching the pairs around, so everyone will have a chance to train with different partners. In addition to tournament contestants, there are also quite a few other students there who are just interested in what Vegeta has to teach them. I notice Neville Longbottom sitting off to the side, watching everyone training from a distance. Vegeta tries to get him to join in, but instead he turns around and runs away. Vegeta watches him go and then returns to our training.

Inside Information
I am in a small room with Draco, we are sitting at a table discussing ways to proceed through the challenge that will soon be happening. I am really not sure what preparation is possible, since we don't know any of the specifics of what obstacles might be in the way. On the table is an assortment of snacks and a map of the area the challenge will take place in. The course has been laid out for us, so everyone will know where to go, but that is it, no other details are included. There are several possible paths to take through the course, so not everyone will take the same path or meet the same challenges. So now Draco starts placing different things on the map of the course, he places small animated figurines that represent obstacles we will encounter, or maybe just obstacles we might encounter. I think this is strange since I had thought the specific obstacles were secret. I ask Draco about that, and he says his dad knows people… so in other words this is cheating? I comment that if anyone finds out, he will be disqualified, or maybe we would both be disqualified, which would eliminate any chance of Slytherin having the tournament winner. He says no one will find out, unless I am planning on telling someone… I tell him I'm not planning on telling anyone, but that doesn't mean no one will figure it out… well, he already has the information now, so we spend the time figuring out what the best path through the challenge course is.

Congradulations! It's Twins!
I am in my bedroom at home, but there is one main difference, and that is the fact there is a cradle there. It is a single unit, but there is a separator in the middle of it and it is larger than the normal cradle, it is specifically made for two babies at once. On top of that, there is a baby in each side of the cradle, one is a boy, one is a girl, and I know for a fact they are twins… and they are mine! I have no children IWL, so this should be a giveaway that it is a dream, but I do not do a reality check. I have to go to class now, and I know I have to take my babies with me, as there is nowhere else to leave them for the day. I get everything ready to go, then I walk out without them, heading off to school. I get to class before I realize I completely forgot about the babies, I hadn't even checked on them before leaving the house, wow… I am a shitty mother… I am heading to the library at the school, suddenly ITT has a really nice library, and my mother meets me there with the babies. I take the babies, one in each arm, they are sleeping peacefully in my arms, I hope they stay that way. When I get inside the library, they tell us we'll have to move to a new building while the library is being remodeled, so I have to try to pick up both my stuff and the babies to go next door. Tigress meets me there, and she takes one of the babies, and we go next door. There is a large pillow next to the table we set up on, so we lie both babies on the pillow where they play quietly, looking up at us and smiling. I am thinking both of the babies were born on Christmas day, and the strangest thing is I don't remember even having sex, so was I raped? Was it some kind of immaculate conception? Abducted by aliens? My babies don't look like aliens…

Dream date: 8/31/10

Influences: Before bed, had a Peanut Butter and Banana Sandwich, as suggested by member (Fuentesico). Also had some sake.

Dream Fragments
-I was walking down the street with someone (can't remember who), and saw Sebastion, a big black talking cat from a youtube video I saw recently, walking by. I said hello, and he just sort of gave me an attitude and kept walking.

-I kept walking and came across a stand with cats available for adoption. peaked behind the stand, and they also had some mice, and a couple human babies mixed in..al of them just rolling around on the floor of the adoption stand. For a better look, she put all the creature in their own clear plastic cups, and strung the cups together on a string and handed it to me. I went through a few series of these (each string had about 15 cups on it)...I'm not sure if I was looking for a cat or a human baby at that point.

-I was at the local industrial club, and the dj was playing good music, but I had to keep telling him to turn it up, since you could barely hear it.

-I had a container full of dead skinks ( a type of lizard). I ate 2 of them, because supposedly they were a form of birth control. The girl that sold them originally was selling them 2 for $5, but changed it to $500 for 5 months worth. Right before I woke up, I was trying to give the skinks back to her, and one of them got out and caught on fire.

(The rest of the night was mostly filled with anxiety, with the wedding coming up in a few months.)

*As a note, I'm not pregnant...

My recall is only beginning to rebound, so I still have very little. I do remember, however, trying each time I woke up in the night to slip straight back into the dreams. Now, either I nearly managed to WILD or I dreamt I did. Either way, the experience felt first as if I way lying in bed, disappointed that nothing was happening. I then felt a strange sensation all over my body in a way that I can’t remember well enough to explain. It was just as it has been in the past, except this time I recognized what it was and didn’t get as frightened. I then heard a voice, what to me sounded like my fiancée, who sleeps in the same bed I do. She was crying out or something, I’m not sure if it was in pain anymore, but it may have been. The noise kept repeating for a few moments, and then I felt sure that I must have been dreaming by then. I “rolled” up and into my room, intending to do a RC but not managing to. I was definitely dreaming at this point, but unfortunately I was concerned about the voice I had heard and immediately asked dream fiancée about it. She told me she had been talking in her sleep and that she was fine. It’s possible that I even told her that I was dreaming then, but I can’t remember for sure.
I remember only one other dream, which is even now, twenty minutes later, is heavily fragmented. It had something to do with a baby that was wandering around. I somehow helped him by holding him up to an ATM or something.

In an especially horrible dream, I was living with with my Dad in the mountains. He had a newly born baby with him, who at one pivotal point fell over when it was left by itself on the steps outside my grandmother's house, and hit its head quite seriously on the hard surfaces, effectively killing it, but it wasn’t discovered for some days, allowing for some decomposition. When we discovered the baby’s corpse it had transformed into a magical object that allowed us to fully control time and space, however sometimes it would also transform into a small sharp-toothed dog and chase us around.

Original date 03/19/2006:

Took a nap, huge mistake

Had one of my nightmares and woke up feeling very unwell. I hate how they make me feel physically ill. I feel like I'm going to vomit. There wasn't anything particularly disgusting (to see) in it, but the nerves alone make me feel so queasy. This one came out of the blue and was very weird.

I had a nightmare that left me feeling ill, very ill... physically so, not to mention being coupled with the panic of half the lights in the house not working.

I dreamed that I lived alone in an apartment, on the first or second floor. There was a floor below me. Nobody ever saw the people who lived there (that I knew of). Everything was almost always dark in my dream - even lights were dim.
I dreamt that I temporarily sort of... descended from my own apartment into the apartment below. It was very dark, and there were very deep shadows when you could see anything at all, and there was a sort of shrine there, and there were two childlike entities, and they were whispering to each other, and there was a third entity, much smaller, like a baby.

I know I need to write this down but it makes my skin crawl just writing it down.

In any case, I felt that something was very wrong about this, and I ascended again. I don't know how or why I did this, except that I feel that in my dream it was nonphysical.
In my dream everyone heard odd noises that came from the apartment below mine all of the time. They bothered us immensely, but nobody ever spoke of them.
There were policemen who frequented the area, very fat jolly men, but they would not go near the place, or talk about it.

I dreamt that something happened with the family across the way, possibly (or possibly not) dealing with the apartment below. There was some sort of... incident... a loud and unmistakeable sound of some sort of scuffle, and of a baby (?) being killed... but everybody in the complex was too terrified to say anything, and then there was the other (possibly connected) incident that night with the family across the hall...

The family in the apartment across from me was a 'normal'ish family, with a husband and a wife and a son who was around 10 or 11 years old. I went over to check things out after one of the policement visited my apartment to check to see that I was ok. When I visited the family, I noticed that they had been interrupted while eating dinner, and that the little boy's bowl was unclean.
For some reason, I knew that it was a... aggressive? Challenging? move... but I offered to clean the little boy's bowl for them... they seemed reluctant, but allowed me to do so, and I took it to the sink in my own kitchen and cleaned it.
The policeman followed and chatted to me a bit, and then we went back to the other apartment, so that I could return the cleansed bowl to the family. When I did, I told the policeman that I wanted to say something about the odd sounds that I heard from the apartment below me.

The two policemen there (there was another, fatter one who had hung around with the family this whole time) looked very terrified. The family looked very frightened also, and the mother told me, "Don't mention such things". The other policeman told me, in hushed tones, "Those things are cower-worthy", to which I held up my hands in appeasement and said, "I'm cowering, but something needed to be said."

Then the dream ended, and I woke up feeling very ill, scared, and paranoid.

FURTHER EDIT:
Incidentally, on the earlier dream...

There was some sort of knife involved in the sacrifice/slaying. I don't know how I understood this in the dream, but I did.

Original dreams date to Jan. 27th and Jan. 28th, 2008:

I had a dream that I bought some shelf space in a department store - the way things worked in the dream, you pretty much rented shelf space like property and oversaw the placing of products there. I decided that I needed to fill it, so I bought a baby bottle and formula factory, but for some reason I couldn't manage to get past the legal hurdles and difficulties involved in getting the factory up and running and placing the products on the shelves. I was very confused by the whole process, and it frustrated me, and I was worried about it causing some serious problems with my taxes.

Some real world information on the next dream: my friend, Mrs. Y____, passed away the day before. It was some very sad news, but she was a very old lady, and I was glad that she had at least simply passed in her sleep rather than suffering through a long illness. She was a very sweet old woman, so I will miss her. I didn't get a chance to call her before she died (I had moved to another city), which means this dream makes slightly more sense.

I dreamed that I went to visit Mrs. Y___, but she had moved somewhere else, which required me riding on a boat across a sea. The boat was sort of like a cross between a cruise ship and a Navy ship. I spent some time talking to the second in command, who was a very nice young man with brown hair and appeared to be in his late twenties, but the Captain was nowhere to be seen. Once I reached my destination, I had a little bit of trouble finding Mrs. Y___ because I wasn't quite sure where she lived. The place actually looked almost like a tourist town - sort of like International Drive in Orlando.

When I finally found her, she was living in a sort of out of the way place, it looked like an old white house surrounded by thick forest - more like swampy forest, though, mangroves and such - down a dirt road. As I walked down the dirt road through the forest to Mrs. Y___'s mansion, I was surprised to see several black futon bed frames fly by, although they had no obvious method of locomotion. It later turned out that one of my friends had rigged a tiny motor to them so that they could roll on their wheels to their destination, which made moving them around easier. I was worried that it would wear the wheels down too fast, since they weren't designed for such heavy or high-speed usage, but he assured me that futon wheels were cheap and it didn't do them any real harm.

The house looked slightly run-down, but in a welcoming way - if it had been more polished-up, it wouldn't have seemed very homey, and this way it seemed more comfortable and lived-in - and Mrs. Y___ actually seemed to prefer this.

We chatted for a bit, although I don't remember most of it. It was the usual "how are you" and then one of her favorite subjects, which was her home country, and her usual argument that I really ought to visit there because she thought that I would like it and want to stay and live there. I fell back on my usual argument (that I wouldn't fit in very well), which she dismissed like she usually did. I promised her that I would visit it at some point in the future, when my finances allowed, and this seemed to make her happy.

Back in the main city, there were quite a few theme parks, which Mrs. Y___ and I explored. One of them was autumn-themed and had a lot of very cool areas filled with colorful buildings and lights, there were mostly children there since it was aimed at children but neat enough for more than a few adults to check it out. We went up into one building which was a staircase that rose into the air, covered in orange balls of light, and the building was shaped like a giant pumpkin sitting in a tree. I don't remember, but it may have been a restaurant.

In any case, after visiting for a while, I had to leave. After returning back home, I found out that my mother had had to move, and had given my cat - whom I had left with her - up for adoption. It was implied that he had been adopted by another family. I don't own a cat in real life. The cat in question was a very friendly fat orange tabby tom-cat named Halloween, and I was heartbroken. My friend M___ and I went searching for Halloween - it was autumn in my dream now, and went driving down a dirt road on an ATV. We wound up at a place that looked a lot like the theme park that Mrs. Y___ and I visited while I was visiting her, only it was decrepit and abandoned. I never found my cat.

The dream then changed. I was upset, so I went to visit my aunt L___, who had moved into a very large and old Victorian-style house. I began planting plants all over the house, in pots, in the yard, even inside between the floorboards, and the plants began to grow. My aunt was very pleased, although a little bit worried that the roots might do damage to the floorboards, so I pulled some of the larger ones. The plants began flowering, and the flowers were all very exotic looking, so that there were sprays of tiny blue flowers coming up from the floorboards and all sorts of gigantic tropical orange and purple and green flowers covering the building. When I stamped on the floorboards, they had turned hollow and become filled with plant roots rather than wood.

I woke up for a while, and then as I was falling asleep again, I began to dream about voices (only voices). I was still half-awake so it might have freaked me out if I weren't used to this happening. There were two male voices, one older and one younger, they sounded prophetic (which, again, is fairly normal in some of my stranger dreams). They were talking about history or something, although I forgot what they were saying, except for a line or two here or there, something about beasts. I then fell asleep.