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With Riverstone and Nighthawk at what I think is his place. There is a table with a feast and we are chillin. He is laying down on the couch. We have some weird interaction and I feel like he wants to speak with Riverstone alone, so I leave. He says he has some IT issues and hints that I might help out, so I offer to do so and he instructs me to go to an office room down the hallway. Outside on the hallway it feels like a hostel or guest house, not a private house. And indeed the office looks more like a cyber café, with dozens of computers and printers and people on many desks. I sneak peak into someone's work and seems like he is writting a thesis. I spot a pc that is the only one without someone working on it. By its side there are also some papers, of someone clearly working with it and maybe on a break, and I almost decide to steal the pc and leave with it, but then I don't. Instead I need to pee and go look for a bathroom. Weirdly, I have to go out on the street and walk back and forth some stone stairway at the top of some avenue, because the toilet stalls are all lined up on the sides of the street and stairway. I finally find one free, but despite my efforts, can't pee. (Wake up and really need to pee)

I am in some weird surreal place, at first can't really characterize it, but looks kinda hellish, a barren land with a lake of lava or black oil on fire. I notice there is a big fuss and some dudes are fighting with some weird kind of weapons, and I try to walk away discreetly, but then all eyes turn to me because I have on my hands a bigger and more spectacular weapon than theirs. The weapons are hard to describe, but are sort of an eliptical light saber which we grab in the middle (which is void, maybe some kind of force field, but my hands can hold it). Everyone feels like I am challlenging them, so they stop fighting and start attacking me instead. I fight them off easily.
I think I start becoming lucid and just drop the dream. Find myself in a dark empty space and decide to rip apart the dream fabric, quite literally, like a paper scenario. Behind it is total void and I plunge into it. The fall is short and I land with my back onto what appears to be the lower bed on a bunkbed. To my right is a wall, to the left is another bunkbed. People are sleeping in those. I get up and when walking to the door I have this clear feeling I should look up to whomever is on the top bunkbed. He just raised his head. It is my teacher. He smiles and extends his hand. I grab his hand and kiss it. I smile back and say "I am finally here" and we just smile at each other for a while. He comes down. A male attendant also gets up from another bed. I am surprised he can also see me. My teacher walks outside with me, and we are followed by his attendant, who is acting like a body guard, but not against me, against anyone else we might come across. We enter some kitchen or canteen and my teacher sits on a chair. I am holding his hand still and I lay my head on his lap and wrap my arms around his waist. He suggests I get a chair to and sit, but I hesitate, because I don't want to move. Eventually I agree to get a chair, but then wake up.

Dream recall from today's nap.

I was at home, i was discussing something with family and there were doors from my room, that apparently were leading into rooms inhabited by some bandits. I was opening doors and shooting bandits down using some gun, then was back to talking with family, and back to cleaning out another room. That repeated a few times.
I was tired and everyone had to sleep in same room, and there was random horse with us apparently, and it was distracting my sleep so i went to check out the other door. Bandits there were more aggressive and i got hit before i could shoot them all down. I take a look at what supposed to be wound, but there's metal, i realized that i was a cyborg of some kind. With that in mind i manage to move out three metallic claws out of my hand and i finish off the bandits. I spend some time playing around with the devices i got, moving them in and out of my hands. Not only i had claws in the right hand, but also there was blade in the left hand. I also managed to make my skin semi-transparent so i could see all sorts of electronics below it.
I decided to check another door and bandits became even more aggressive, one rushed me straight with a knife, hitting me alot and making me back out. Suddenly we were on an small wooden bridge, in the sky. I was annoyed and when bandit hit me again i grabbed him right by the knife, pulled him towards myself while moving out my blade and then started repeatedly hitting his neck with blade till he was fully decapitated. For whatever reason an working helicopter blade came out of the top of his head and it flied up into the sky( ). Shortly, another bandit attacked me from behind, but out of nowhere i got some kind of weird miniature gun in my right hand. As he got close i grabbed him and fired the weapon. In a split second, everything where i directed the gun was in holes, projectiles pierced everything, and that included my leg due to how i aimed it, didn't expected it to be that powerful, but i was obviously perfectly fine. Suddenly i remembered that this gun is that one gun that can pierce absolutely everything and that can tear whole dimension in half, and that it was a good thing that i have only pressed the trigger and didn't hold it...
I walked the skybridge and found a door, through it i was back at home, which now apparently was on tropical island. There was big party and after it i was trying to figure out more about stuff that i could do. Then suddenly some dude wants me to participate in some kind of 'cyborg show', i agree. But as we arrive in the room, i realize that it was not the kind of show i was thinking about, but before i can do anything he uses some makeup and makes me look like someone who only pretends to be a cyborg and who's really bad at this pretending, while saying that it'll make me look more intimidating ( ). I try to do something but i have trouble operating the weapons for some reason. In the reflection, i notice that i have two sets of metallic teeth. Then dream ends.

I'm in kind of a playground. I'm playing a game with two more people. I can´t see the how they look.
I have long hair, I´m about 16 years old.
We are playing with a circular orange disk. This disk has four metal blades.
We fired this object between us and the object behaves like a Frisbee.
I was kneeling behind a washing tank, the tank was made of cement.
I throw the disk to another player and knelt behind the cement tank.
The disk came back and hit me,getting stuck in the middle of my neck. The metal blades were left out of the neck, the orange disc has the diameter of my neck.
When this happened, I looked at the top of a nearby meadow and saw a pig, in a standing position, like a human, he was dressed in typical English farmer clothes. He had a brown stick, and looked at me, turning his head suddenly. He had a menacing air.

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Comment: Part of the dateless dreams series

Thanks to Oneironaut's avatar I had a lucid dream with Blade in it.

It was a chilly and rainy night and I was walking through the streets of an unfamiliar city. I sensed eyes watching me, all around me...some sort of creatures lurking in the darkness. They were making horrible moaning sounds and reminded me of the creatures that come to take the bad guys away in the movie Ghost. I begin to feel panicky and at this point realize that I must be dreaming. But before I can do anything to change the dream scene, I see a headlight and hear a vehicle skid to a halt in front of me. The dark creatures slink back into the shadows, and I see a motorcycle that looks a lot like Fenrir surrounded in a cloud of smoke and misty vapor. As the mist clears I see a man dressed in all black. Blade. My curiosity peaks, and I decide to let the dream play out instead of attempting to control anything.

He speaks in a deep, soothing, yet frosty monotone voice, "Are you hurt"

"...no"

"Then get on."

I climb onto the back of the bike and wrap my arms around his waist, noticing how incredibly hard his body is as my fingers move over his chiseled abs. But before I could barely register this strong attraction, he does a burn out spinning the bike around and we speed off through a cloud of smoke.

I tighten my hold around him as we speed through the city streets and out onto a more suburban sort of landscape with lots of trees and houses. I tilt my head back and look up at the dark sky full of clouds tinged with the faintest reddish orange glow around the edges, leftover from sunset...drinking in the chilly air as it whips the hair around my face...just relishing the moment and enjoying being lucid...allowing the dream to have me instead of me trying to have the dream.

I lean closer to him and rest my head against his back. ...Comfort. Suddenly I realize that I recognize the neighborhood we are in...and he stops just outside my house. Myold house. Why were we here. I looked fearfully at the large and beautiful house, with the perfectly manicured landscape.

"But there's something evil in there," I said to him, not wanting to let go. "I don't know where it came from or why it's there. I loved living there." I could hear a desperate and apologetic pleading in my own voice.

"That's why I'm here." he replied coolly.

"Who are you?" I asked.

No response. He puts the kickstand down and turns the bike off. I have no choice. I let go and climb off the bike, still looking at the house, frightened of what I might see. He walks confidently and purposefully in front of me and we enter the house. I glance toward the master bedroom, but realize that...no...now is not the right time.

We walk across the spacious living room with high vaulted ceilings and windows casting light and shadows upon the now empty house. I stop at the top of the stairs leading down to the basement floor level. He notices my apprehension and looks me in the eye questioningly.

"It's...down there," I tell him.

He walks down the stairs and, upon reaching the bottom looks back up at me.

"I'll be right back...I promise."

I think to myself, "no, you won't."

I wake up feeling very confused.