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People snapped and turned cannibals. I am barricated with Zilla and some other folks at a school, but we gotta move somewhere else. We know of some secure underground complex which has as entrance at the city park.
Strangely, downtown life seems to still be going very much as normal and we assume the madness hasn't spread here yet, but will. We even pass by some kids from another school playing football at their yard, oblivious. But we don't say a word to anyone. We reach the underground bunkers and there are plenty food reserves down there. We know that when the crisis is all over the place, eventually the government will come and use these bunkers, but we hope that if we're already there, they'll allow us to stay or else we'll fight to stay. The bunker spreads out into weird caves all over seven floors. On one floor there is a giant ballroom with black and white chess floor.

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Part of a team planning something that implies invading someone's underwater bunker and living there for a year. But the plan fails, because the bunker is at a lake or near the shore and there is as a guy driving buy who spots us diving and he knows to whom this place belongs and what's down there under water. I think we should abort but the others decide to go anyway.
Nothing happens for weeks. We get used to living there. It's more like an underwater complex, spacious and with multiple areas, even has a living room with a piano, very stylish.
At some point we're running a full business from there and I interview 3 ladies for the secretary job. Someone even brings in a dog,
Then there is one incident, when the two guys who take shifts guarding outside, get into a fight. While they are not watching, some hired killer comes in the complex to eliminate us. And somehow I know this but no one listens to me. There are escape pods and I consider going on one, but I decide to stay and locate and neutralize the enemy.

I am at the Finances office, to clear up a doubt about my taxes, but the world looks a bit post-apocalyptic and the place looks chaotic. No one comes to help me, so I just barge in and look for employees in the lower level office rooms. I find a room with two workers behind desks covered in piles of paper and attending a 3rd person, so I wait on a bench in the corridor for a chance to talk to them. While there, the corridor behind me fills with debris, like the walls just collapsed. But the workers just keep doing their business as usual, as if nothing happened and eventually ask me what they can do to help me. We discuss income tax and they issue an invoice for the tax I have to pay, and then I leave.
I meet my dad on my way out, and I tell him about my tax issues. But then he starts tickling me and playing with me like he used to when I was a child. But not in a good way. (And this is actually real, my father never abused me, but he did harass me a lot and disguised it as innocent play) Things escalate as he starts pulling my pants off. I get really mad at him and yell at him that that wasn't ok when I was a child and it is not ok now, and that he will face consequences, because I am an adult now. I call him an abuser and tell him that what he did, was never play, it was always sexual abuse/harassment and he seriously needs treatment for his mental problem. He goes speechless. He looks down on the ground, then grabs a sandwich, but can't even swallow it because his throat is so dry. Then he changes subject and asks me about some movie he saw or wants to see, that is directed by some director he knows and Robert Rodriguez and he wants to know if I know him. But I am jut too furious and do not get distracted by the change of subject.

12/14/20

I am riding a bike w Matt stone through thick fog. There are two bike lanes on either side of a road/runway we are riding down. There are thick trees lining both sides, perhaps pines. The fog is thick and I can only see ~fifty feet ahead. I gather we are on the border of North Korea. We have permission to ride here but are told to stay on the right side. Matt stone rides on the left path defiantly. As we come up a hill he jumps over to the left quickly in case anyone is just beyond the hill and sees us.
As we continue down the road we ride through several abandoned stations. Like gas stations that seem run down and emptied.

We come across an abandoned air force base. There is broken glass and spray paint everywhere it feels like it has been well traveled. We ride our bikes through the center of the building and through doorways looking at the different rooms. One of the rooms looks like a commissary or small cafe. We stop and begin to walk around checking out the closets and find a stairway.

The stairs go several stories underground. Matt stone becomes my friend B. Walking through the basement it feels like a fallout shelter that is still super run down. It feels nuclear in nature. We walk into one of the rooms and there is a very large korean man sitting in a brown folding chair with his back to us. He has on a stretched white wife beater. We casually walk up to him and he isn't really surprised to see us. I gather people come here often as tourists just checking out abandoned places.
B starts talking to him in broken english. He responds with single words but his English sounds good. So I ask him how he is doing. He responds just fine thank you.
B gives me a wtf look because I assumed he could speak good English and he did, B is naturally patronizing.

He explains that this is his job to maintain the station down here in case anything catastrophic occurs. He has a tiny grey computer with a green screen sitting on the floor. It is his only communication with the outside world minus people who stop by occasionally to check out the base. I suddenly remember seeing this place before and especially him. I remember reading a Vice article about this place where he was interviewed and had his picture taken. I tell him I recognize him and I saw pictures of this place before. He abashedly agrees like I am sure he has done many times before to others who had ventured this way. I remember the term for this type of occupancy and Google the words 'Planned reoccupance'? And find studies describing the act of having one person live deep underground to man nuclear codes in case of a worldwide emergency. It seems like a thankless job but free room and board.

We walk around some more checking out the basement, we know we cannot take pictures because we don't have permission from the government and know we will be searched before leaving the country. I make as many mental notes about what I am seeing as possible. There is a stack of different types of missiles that sort of resemble tall gas canisters leaning against each other in a corner. There are short fake windows high up on the walls to emulate natural light. The downstairs feels like a wet basement but it is slightly better kept than the upstairs which has plenty of broken glass and upturned furniture.

When we come back upstairs we are suddenly outside and there is another man there we are now talking to. We describe what we saw and I gather he is another reporter of sorts. He tells us he saw a body down there once and shows us the picture, I gather this is something to do with the base research. He mentions how his picture was in full sunlight so the face was illuminated. While we are talking I see my mentor Doug walking up the stairs coming towards us. He is glad to see us. I am glad to see him as well and move to hug him. He talks about his travels and checking out this place was on his list too. He is surprised we came without him.

I am in a car with my parents. We are driving in Florida and they want to go to the beach. They have a specific place they park when they want to go to the beach which is under some stilt houses that are all joined together. I am amused and ask them if they always park here, they say yes it's always open.

While pulling in there is a younger woman with sunglasses sitting by the entrance who looks like she is working the lot. My dad asks her a question about the beach being open and she gives a snotty college girl look. My mom asks if she is working or not. She says she doesn't work here. But she does mention the beach likely won't be open very long because of the storm that is blowing in from the gulf, (we are on the east coast).

I tell my parents I can check my phone to see what the wind currents are doing. I see that there was just a hurricane here but it was traveling away to the east away from shore, the precipitation is cleared for us but then notice what looks like a front forming on the west coast blanketing across the state towards where we are. I look up and now notice it seems overcast but there are still plenty of people on the beach.

I am in a large white room that seems like a futuristic shopping mall. There is a lady is upset her toddler/child has become a life-sized doll. I understand that the doll is a plant by some malicious force. I also notice it is a bomb and rush everyone else away from the area. She doesn't believe me and stands by herself when it goes off in her arms. It is an energy weapon and she vaporizes on the spot.

I am with Karl Urban as we attempt to move through the mall looking for answers, he is incredibly pissed off and determined.
We are now in a music store. I wear a certain pair of headphones which have orange rims around the ears. Before we leave the owner of the shop offers to give me another pair of headphones free of charge. He puts them on my head and the most amazing classical synth wave music is playing. I am overcome with emotion and cry at the thought of our mission.

I take them off and walk rushedly away leading my crew behind me so they cannot see my tears. It is known to me one of our crew who looks like Dwayne Johnson wants to exterminate the entire planet the enemy lives on. They are a sentient robot race I gather. While venturing through the mall I find myself in a stairwell which seems to have a booth set up with counters on one side, everything is still white. There is a girl there I gather she is an artificial person. She is brunette with dark rimmed glasses and an hourglass figure. I am sitting on the counter with my legs open as she stands between them. We are both nude and I notice she feels my legs rubbing on her sides, she looks at me closely and smiles. We begin kissing. Only I can tell this is her first time and she doesn't quite grasp the concept, but the emotion emanating from her is authentic. There are small bubbles in her mouth that I am wiping off of my mouth. I now understand the artificial people are struggling to understand humanity but they mean us no harm. I must stop my friend from wiping out their whole planet.

He is in a darker all white room with many other people. He is in the process of convincing everyone the validity of taking out the enemy by destroying their planet.
I have recruited a couple of my friends to my cause to stop him. I gather we need to create a makeshift guitar with cardboard and strings we find around the shop. It doesn't sound too good. I tell the guys we need to find a wire like a thin string to get it to sound right. Dwayne doesn't want us to succeed.

He finds a small pair of scissors and attempts to cut our stings to the guitar nulling our plan. I stand up and begin some grand monologue explaining how the artificial people have been misunderstood and they are not our enemy and he wants to destroy their entire planet, it's not right.
There is no way complete genocide is the answer to our problems. We need to communicate with them to find a compromise and learn to live together.
Dwayne is irate with me but just stands by listening to me while I win over the crowd.

[27.09.2020]

Survival with Lucifer Morningstar
I am outside, and it's like a very realistic survival game that has mechanics like Rust, and you play it like real life. At some point it seems to be real life. We're outside, and there's cars and otherwise normal civilization but we, a group of me, Lucifer Morningstar from the series Lucifer and somebody else who might be my friend Steven. We go to a sort of tree house and start discussing in a heated argument what we need to survive.

[28.09.2020]

Entitled woman
I am in a sort of special room with a roommate which is a chubby woman who feels entitled for some reason and with my mother. It might be a sort of asylum, or maybe even a sort of bunker or something. She complains constantly what kind of TV program I watch. At some point we seem to get along well, and my mother comments on that but I make a remark that suggests it's not going to be for long.

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That was weird.

7th September 2020

Dream:

At a village of some kind, there's a crypt building? It's hidden away behind bushes and completely blocked in by trash and rubbish, the locals don't care about it anymore.

I hesitate because of feeling like things will be dirty, but I start to lob some bin bags out of the way. I'm expecting I'll uncover a stone staircase down into the crypt but eventually I uncover a metal lid instead.

I see an axe, it's been together with steel sections, it looks new. I pick it up and wedge it in between the lid and the floor and pry it open with some leverage. It works and I go in, down a ladder? Then I'm in some sort of ancient dilapidated engineering section. There are catwalks, everything's metal but nothing seems rusty or oxidised in any sense but I think the metals appear dull. The structure I'm on seems to be over an endless black pit. For some reason this doesn't bother me, it feels solid?

Then I'm holding the axe in my left hand, my phone on my right, using its torch. I realise that if danger were to show up I'll be having a hard time swinging the axe this way, so I swap hands. I wander and go through several different sections of this area. Some zed-like clones start appearing.

Using the axe, I swing aiming for their heads, my reach seems to exceed what it should be but I seem to be having trouble killing them. I don't remember what happened, but then I'm further into the compound. I find something in a different area which is more office-like. A magical artifact of some kind? It's why I was here, but what was it? Some golden dust bracers or something?

There's a tiny bit of a Fallout feel to the whole place but I'm thinking now it also reminds me of Stanley's parable and the back-areas of Portal. At some point some back-up power comes on.

(Transition or recall gap)

At a mansion of some kind. It's connected secretly, I'm speaking to someone and some dream character is a dear friend of mine, apparently. Vague memory of Patrick Stewart or Captain Picard? But I am hesitant to share details about this artifact thing. But I tell him that it could be used to control all of humanity, despite the fact that it could also be used to usher some new era of technology that would be of great benefit to everyone. Visions of this.

In the mansion place there is some kind of lift thing in an ornate square room, wooden panelling. The lift is cylindrical? Floor is made of glass, lots of teal/cyan light coming from below.

(Chronology of the dream is messed up)

I'm in Un'goro, I'm a hunter and kill a Horde hunter, level 68. Don't see my level but assume 60. Get him with an aimed shot.

Some bit out in a street. There's a Toshiba drive-by? They fail but then I'm shooting arrows at them.

(gap)

Back at the secret bunker place. I remember lifts several times. One time, one of them leads to the surface, something about the artifact. I remember sea all around and then when I get the artifact out of a bag or something there's 59 notifications on a UI from admirals and 100+ from other individuals or nations. They all want the artifact. I did read through the messages from the admirals but it's basically all crap, demanding the artifact some more politely than others.

(gap)

Back at the bunker place. In an office room with lobby. I leave the room, and I'm outside but still within the premises of the compound. There's lots of wild vegetation and some wire fence delimiting the premises. H is with me now, he's doing something with an odd-looking metal door. I wait while he does this and look around. Then I see a mini-helicopter thing. It's right here next to us but they don't spot us right away, it's flying no more than a few feet off the ground and there's a military man riding on top of it, doing weird acrobatics involving the helicopter's blade. I tell H to look and we both greet the man casually. I was afraid he'd alert someone but he didn't.

(transition)

Then inside the helicopter, it's massive, impossibly big, but still low in terms of headroom. This military guy and the pilot are sitting on a cushioned bit and we're talking. They are about our age or younger, I think to myself how they don't seem very imposing even as military without their uniforms, as they are now in casual wear. I wake up at some point here.

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Notes:

- This dream was incredibly long and many details are missing, including character interactions. The recall chronology was a bit off too somehow.
- The themes in the dream seemed to mostly revolve around exploration and finding some kind of rare/valuable treasure, effectively.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

The world is going bananas and I am at some kind of camp with international people. Sharing a suite with some half dozen people, friends and strangers. Barack Obama is staying incognito with us. At the end of the camp, people are supposed to have a goodbye dinner with gift exchange, but some left abruptly and left their gifts behind unattended. My friends say is not ethical but I secretly pick some packages and go check what they have inside. One has some jewels and I sneak then into my pocket. Outside starts a storm and some solar panels are taken down. A team is putting them back up. Other people are organizing a market sale in a hallway.
We learn that a pandemic started and that's why some people left in a hurry. We are told all the rich people are going to their bunkers. Three old guys I met are going to an abandoned factory in a rural area, inside which they created a sort of inconspicuous bunker. They share their secret with me and allow me to join them. We encounter some rabid dogs at the entrance but we manage to escape inside and shut the doors. But then the guys come running back out because there are also dogs inside. I run to some kitchen and climb on top of the counter, while looking for a knife. I find a heavy wood instrument instead. One of the dogs comes in, but it's a fat bulldog and when he tries to jump up, I slam him with the wood. The dog gets KO so I get closer and touch the dog. Realize it is a female dog. She slowly wakes up and thinks I am petting her, so all of a sudden her attitude shifts. She sniffs me and gets all cuddly. Surrenders to me like a puppy. Then a bigger dog and a puppy appear and she shows them I am friendly, so they friendly too. The rest of the dogs also come one by one and they all become my pets.

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A Rinpoche I don't know is visiting Portugal. He says the Rinpoches house needs to be emptied fast and they are looking for some place where to store furniture and books. I offer to store the books but say I have no covered place to store the furniture. He argues it just needs to be a cemented floor, no need for cover cause they can use a tarp. But they also don't know how long it will be, so I keep saying no, afraid of the weather changes. Anyway, this Rinpoche hands me one book as an example and I treat it as a precious treasure.

Attending some VIP award ceremony for which I bought a ticket. I go to the main entrance of the venue, I look fabulous and confident, but the door keepers tell me the entrance is for guests only or nominees. The bought tickets have to enter through a lateral door. There is a mother and daughter who also get denied entrance and I join them in looking for the secondary door. I try to cheer them up by showing enthusiasm and not upset with the setback. I have some big props/ jewels I have to carry in my hands and I am sick of it and considering leaving them behind. They tell me not to do it.

At an underground bunker in the USSR. An accident with grenades exploding at the entrance reveals our location to some team outside looking for us. They enter through an opening on the back. I resist but all others surrender, so I also give up. They subject us to indoctrination treatment, make us watch videos about the great motherland. I laugh and do not allow the brainwashing. The others decided to play along, figure they will suffer less. I also consider they might put me in sleep deprivation and so on, so I also consider playing along, as it is naive of them to think we can actually believe their bullshit after watching some videos.

Crossing some station and I become lucid. Drop my backpack, take my shoes and socks, open a door to another dream. There is a garden and a nice party with beautiful dancers like nymphs. There are a lot of white lotuses with purple orbs glowing in the center. Up close the orbs look like a white bubble of a thin membrane with the purple one inside. I put my hand through the external one and pick the purple one, which actually looks like a molecule with several atoms and bridges, also made from the thin membrane. They start to deflate but I make them turn into a sort of purple lotus flower and then I eat it. Tastes like raw cabbage. That was sort of pointless. Look around and think of lying a bit and decide what to do next. Think about my guru but get distracted by Henri, which I haven't seen in years but is now here in a suit and tie. I call him, he doesn't even notice I am there. I wake up cause I am snoring loud.

With my mom, I think in my home because there is a fireplace burning. I leave her for a moment in the living room and when I come back she threw a lot of absurd things in the fire, like a can where I keep coffee capsules, a wooden box and a bunch of unopened yogurts. I can't save the yogurts because they melted away, but manage to recover the rest before it burns. She has no recollection of having done that. I surely didn't, so then we get really concerned about her mental health.

I am a boy playing piano on stage at a public recital. Some colleagues trolled me and put something inside the piano so when I reach some notes it sounds really bad. I have to stop and open the piano and find a saxofone inside. I show it to the audience, they show sympathy for me, but my teacher who also despises me, doesn't allow me to sit back and play again and announces the next kid to perform. I am revolted. I try to cope but can't sit in the audience. I sneak out and head for some beautiful deserted place. Seems like we are in an island. I see ocean, a bay, but also a mountain and chose to go there. Just go first to my room pick my bag so I can go there, but I can't find the bag. Outside sitting in a car is Tatiana but she pretends not to see me.

Non-dream stuff - I wrote most of this non-lucid dream on a tablet while cooking lunch, as I didn't get a chance to do so before that. Managed to remember a lot of detail, but not some missing bits from transitions and the like, unfortunately.

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Dream:
I remember being some place outside. I was getting a big weapon. The poor memory I have of the outline makes me think of a black bfg. I had a small van like the one my partner has. It was a cloudy and grey day. I put the weapon in the back of the van.

I remember the presence of my middle sibling and I think we spoke at some point, about the weapon. It was very rare and valuable.

Then there's a transition and it implied I took it some place else. I was now in my "lair" and I was a dinosaur/monster like something out of the game Monster Hunter. The weapon was on a rock, safely secured somehow and I remembering seing an orange glow on its outline, like an item pickup in a game.

Then I looked at the top right corner of a visual interface and it said 33,000,000 or so, and it was money I had.

Another big black monster that looked like a Komodo dragon or some sort of lizard appeared and he wanted the weapon. I remember he had a deep voice but I don't remember any words. He wanted to take it by force so we fought for a bit and he tried to attack the things making the weapon secure, without much success. I think he ended up scurrying away.

I then was in a human form and in a black mustang-y type car, seeing it from third person like in many free roam games, and I drove at some speed toward a "waypoint" where I would find the black lizard. I was driving through a city and it was a bit dark at first. I got to a wide river, and I remember I could see an industrial estate type place across the way. I couldn't cross with the car and "remembered" I could summon a jet, so I summoned a bomber jet and got in and took off; the city was more like a complex megapolis now and it was a clear and sunny day.

Somewhat unexpectedly I wasn't controlling the jet too well, and had a few near-hits with buildings; there were drag forces I don't remember noticing before when flying these in games and the tall and branched buildings made it difficult to navigate at high speed but after through the mega city jungle I was arriving over my waypoint so I jumped out of the jet, landing somewhere near my waypoint, which was a bunker entrance. It became night again and there were military personnel that didn't look like they were going to let me inside but they didn't threaten me with their weapons so I rushed through the entrance, into some dark and dimly lit concrete halls. The few lights that existed were weak fluorescent lights.

There wasn't much staff inside this bunker and I seemed to have lost the guards. In this section of the dream I can't actually remember what form I took, possibly alternating between human and lizard form; but I found the black lizard in a small room behind a classroom place that had window panes to an "open" underground area. It was still very dark but there was bright blue light from the large underground area. I assumed some kind of high tech generator though I don't remember looking.

The black lizard was smaller than before, but though he was the same one as before, it was like he was younger now, hence his reduced size. I remember confronting him with more aggression and likewise back at me. I also remember thinking "why couldn't he just pay me a few millions for the weapon", also making me wonder how much money he had, which I assumed to be a lot.

Unfortunately I can't remember what happened next in any detail and the dream ended shortly after.

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Notes (going into a bit of dream interpretation more than usual because of the dream's plot/context):
- To me, the jet, the military staff and bunker are clearly based off my recent experience of playing Just Cause 3. Other elements from games are obviously present, like the weapon.
- In the dream I did expect the jet control to be a lot more intuitive than it ended up being, but the giant branched buildings were very unexpected, because when I was on the ground I never spotted any.

- Black seems to have been a very prevalent colour in this dream.
- Black BFG, black lizard, black car, grey rocks, lots of places of darkness... Of contrast was the white van, the blue or tan jet and the shiny city buildings and blue sky when flying the jet.
- Of note to me is that I immediately referenced the black lizard as male, and the fact that I was a lizard too, of some other colour, probably yellow or orange, indicates to me that the black lizard was likely a part of my Shadow and that I was playing some sort of Hero role.

- I find that the Hero as represented by my less conscious mind tends to be too antagonistic towards the Shadow. This may just be a reflection of Hero portrayals in many typical stories. I personally see the Shadow archetype in general as a poor repressed fellow who needs attention or affection, rather than violence.
- In my childhood pre-sleep lucids, the form of choice was usually a giant black lizard/dinosaur.

- The last part of the dream has the most significance to me and follows a general pattern that my dreams sometimes take;
-- The underground bunker goes down and deeper and gets darker and darker, which is a common process in my dreams, but the presence of a bright blue light at the end when confronting the black lizard in the darkness was somewhat unusual. I do usually have meaningful interactions with dark characters in these dream stages however.
-- The fact that the black lizard was smaller and/or younger at the end makes me think that it is a part of my childhood that I've lost that I haven't been able to regain yet. As a child I was easily angry and aggressive, which was more or less the behaviour of the black lizard.

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Edit from 2 years after having first made this entry (altered some spacings above and corrected typos too):

- As I re-read my dream and the notes, I realised that not once did I actually mention the colour of the black lizard's eyes, but I think due to some "memory corruption" I have mistakenly defined them as being blue. I think my error came from the memory of the light in the final scenes of the dream, where there was that incredible bright blue light beyond the glass.

- My only guess is that my brain linked the two things together to define that the lizard's eyes were blue of the same colour. I think I am fine with this association either way and perhaps while it wasn't the actual colour in the dream, it doesn't really matter seeing as it was my subconscious that made that association to begin with!

- Although I didn't describe it as such in the entry, I do remember that it was a semi-spherical room that the blue energy was contained in. It was a room of very large proportion, definitely based on some sci-fi stuff I've seen.

Me and two other humans were captured by soldiers from another reality. They were gruff and rough, but their extreme care with us suggested that we were important prisoners. They look like Imperial drones, except that they were human-sized, more regularly jagged, and reddish. They each have one glowing, robotic yellow eye in the middle of their face.

One of the prisoners, an old man, slipped from his bonds and in this reality transformed into an eldritch horrir. Me and the other prisoner was evacuated as the entities fought the monster with their form of guns. Our guards locked us in a spacious bunker, telling us that we'll be locked up in here until they deal with the monster, or reinforcement arrive. They told us that there were food and facilities in the bunker so that we will not go wanting. All in all, they were a lot nicer than most military guards, and they were faceless ersatz horrors from another world.

I drifted in and out of sleep, and I felt the need to pee. I recall finding the toilet in the bunker, and I did reality checks and realized that I was dreaming. I woke up and I wanted to go pee, and before I could get up to use the toilet I was back in my dream again, being caught off-guard I was non-lucid and used the toilet. Luckily I didn't pee myself in real life!

First dream

It was dark, cold evening. I was inside a ruined bunker, thinking about finally going outside and facing a wasteland that the world has become. The bunker was mostly empty, everyone left before, only I stayed inside. I finally left it and saw a barren wasteland, devoid of any life. After a while of wandering I went back to bunker, thinking about a way to immortalize the bunker and everyone that sheltered here before. I have it a name "Tecturne" and tried to write it on paper. My younger sister was there too, she gave me some paper. I couldn't write it perfectly as I wanted.

Second dream

I was in a forest, it was a warm afternoon. With group of classmates we had to make some measurements of wood volume. Instead they were mobbing one of the girls, going as far as stripping her from clothes and trying to rape her. I tried to stop them.

A few dreams I recall.

Monster from swamps

There were many rumors that a strange and extremely dangerous creature appeared in swamps to the north. Government sent special forces to get the monster, but all agents were slaughtered and it set loose. An alert was announced, as the monster was in my village. By midnight I decided to take some equipment and patrol around my house. I took an axe, a flashlight, and for some reason a point laser.

I went to my garden, and saw a woman running to my house. I moved back and tried to talk with her, but she was hostile to me. I ran back to garden, and realised that I'm the monster from swamps. I decided to catch that woman, as she might call for help and bring special agents on me. I watched from behind some bushes as she was making a shelter in a building close to my house.

Then I decidd to strike, and chased her around. She tried to blind me with point laser, when suddenly I've stumbled upon a dead agent. I searched his body, and found a pistol with sleeping darts. As soon as I met that woman, I shot her and she went asleep.

I dragged her body to carpentry workshop of my father and placed her on the floor. She had bright hair, and was wearing a pale-blue shirt, jeans trousers and brown shoes. I stripped her of her clothes and it really turned me on, but sex with her wasn't feeling as good as stripping her.

Guerilla Bunker

The world was dominated by a mad scientist and his army of uber-soldiers and mutants. There were many guerilla groups fighting him across the world, but we've lost contact with them. I opened a heavy, metal hatch of the bunker and went to the surface to look around.

The bunker was placed in badlands and was surrounded by hills. There were no trees or any other vegetation. I looked at the sky - dark, heavy clowds were a sign of gathering storm. Our bunker was surrounded by metal barricade.

Suddenly I heard an alarm. I heard explosions, and I couldn't see anything through smoke. I readied my assault rifle, and waited. When smoke dispersed, I saw a huge army led by the mad scientist himself. He shouted "All other bunkers were destroyed, you are the last!"

I ran inside the bunker - walls and floor were covered with gray-blue tiles. There were bedrolls scattered around. I closed hatch behind me to get some time, but suddenly i heard another explosion. Diggers opened a tunnel to bunker and a king cobra mutant appeared. It was purple, wearing pink sunglasses.

It chased me around the bunker until I thrown it at someone. The mutant bit his head off and placed it's tail inside the corpse's throat to take control. Then it chased me around repeating "Fish" to itself. Soldiers entered bunker and killed guerillas, then I pointed my finger like gun and killed some of them. Mad scientist entered bunker, but I escaped through hatch.

Falling crane, fish mutants

I was in school. It was warm, spring day, though wind blowing from east was a bit cold. I thought that I should see a doctor, just in case. I heard from someone that one has it's building behind school, and went to search for him. I couldn't find it however, as there were only seaside ruins behind my school.

I wandered slowly, looking at ruins of colliseum, abandoned buildings, ruined flats, and a huge crane towering over abandoned shipyards. Vegetation around was dead, with gray grass and nearly no trees. Suddenly the earth started to quake - the crane was falling!

I almost fallen into a sea, but I held on. I took a phone out of my pocket and made some pictures. Suddenly strange mutated fishes were jumping out of sea nad running around, and vegetation changed a bit. There were holes in the ground surrounded by plants similar to heath, but should you fall down, you'll be devoured by these plants.

I had to find some way out of shipyards. I avoided a huge, blue whale-like fish and small half lizard - half fish brown creatures and run away from there.

First dream

There was some sort of cataclysm that turned whole Earth into barren lands. There was no vegetation, except a few dead or dying trees that could be spotted once in a while. People were using all the resources left to build themselves shelters, as zombies are approaching. I was wandering close to two bunkers - one was an old World War Two soviet bunker, and another was in a two storey house with fortified compound and sniper towers. I entered the first one. There was a couple of elder people inside - the man was wearing a hawaiian shirt and short trousers, and the woman was wearing a hawaiian dress. They were both armed with AKS 74/2 rifles. The zombies were approaching, and we had to prepare ourselves.

False awakening

Middle of the night, I woke up in my bed and wandered my house for a while. After a while I stumbled upon my mother. She told me that someone is driving all over our frontyard with a silver Audi car. I went outside, and the car stopped. I entered it and saw that a pal of my older brother called "Firefighter" was controlling it. He was completely drunk. As soon as I entered the car, he drove away from my house. I used handbrake to stop the car, took his keys and ran away from him. He chased me for a long time, up to the Ukrainian border. It was afternoon. I decided to give him his keys back, and we went back to the car.

Third dream

I was in school, sitting in the classroom. The teacher wasn't looking at me, so I opened my backpack and took assault rifles out of it. I had enough of them to give each to every person in the classroom.

First dream

It was night. The sky was just a dark void. Nothing more. I was with a group of scientists in a laboratory. There was laboratory equipment scattered around, and the place looked like heavily damaged. One of our experiments went wrong, and we unleashed something horrible upon a city. We produced an orange, glowing, slimey substance that somehow crawled out of the laboratory, and surrounded the building.

That's not all though, as it made it's way to local graveyard, devouring people on the way. Suddenly everything went silent. In the lab we tried to use local monitoring, but there was no energy. When we thought that problem solved itself, we heard loud disco music. It was so strong that buildings trembled and fallen apart, but our laboratory standed still.

We looked through the window, and were shocked. An enormously long crowd of zombies and skeletons with disco music and disco lights danced it's way out of the graveyard.

On their disco way, they killed huge amounts of people, ruined buildings and other stuff, all of this in the rhythm of music. Their actions even matched words from the song, like when there was "Oh! Oh! Ground! To the ground!" three skeletons on their own, just pulled a huge house into the ground, with only rooftop left on a surface. Sadly, this is the only part of the song that I recalled. Later on they just continued their disco Danse Macabre, though avoiding laboratory.

Second dream

I lost a job at some storages, and I decided to go back to school... a primary school.

It was cold, winter morning. I went out of my house to the streets. Snow was everywhere. The sky was dark, empty void. I started to literally crawl on the road, with very high speed. On the way, I passed by three buses. When I reached half the way to school, I looked back, I saw that there were lots of people running towards the school. I standed up and ran, though with slower speed.

The crowd reached me, and many of them outrun m on the way. I had to stop a few times as I lost my fatigue. We finally reached the school, and entered our classroom. I was surrounded by children, though one of them was adult that couldn't pass to other classes. We sat down and teacher told us to write somehting down. All of this felt awkward.

One day we had a school trip to local bunkers. We were going to enter a tunnel complex with a guide. With four other people we stayed in the bunker instead of entering tunnels, but teacher contacted us and told that they are lost, and the guide just disappeared. We entered the tunnels. It was dark, and my flashlight gave little to none light.

We moved through forgotten passages, ruins of cities and then we found a way into used part of tunnels. We entered a clothing store, where I got frightened by something moving in the darkness. But there was nothing. Then we entered a hospital. A man with left hand in bandages was waiting in queue to doctor, though there was nobody else inside. I told him that I'll ask doctor if he can go inside.

I went to the doctor's room. The doors were opened by a brunette woman in late twenties. Somehow, I had slight troubles talking with her, as we were speaking in english (which is not my native language). Though after a while I was speaking fluently. We looked around, and group I was with and the man dissapeared. We just went out of the hospital through tunnels, talking about my current situation.

We reached the school. Doctor went back home, and I entered my classroom. After taking a seat, a bully sat in front of me, and tried to annoy me. I looked into my bag, and had a whole, huge bread inside. I broken it in half, and thrown one half of it shouting "You've got this coming!". He dodged, so I threwn another half, shouting "Now! Have your bread!" and I hit him in the head. The teacher just gave us a strange look and written something down in her notebook.

Late entry, but late is better than never.

first dream i was in some sort of tall building out on a balcony, scenery resembled old town from the game dying light. I look across about 100 yards away from the balcony, a small concrete bunker on a cliffside. I tell the group of people i am with i want to go there to meditate to improve my dream abilities and they laugh at me but i go anyway. I go into the bunker down an open hatch on the roof, down a all concrete staircase into a all concrete room with some yard supplies. i forget wy i am there and I grab a wheel barrow and collect some things. i go deeper into the bunker and end up in the finished basement of my old house, but it is dark. It is a room with the staircase in the middle dividing it into two sections of room. one with carpet and one with tile, and "tongue and groove" wood walls. I feel fear for some reason and leave. i go out the basement, back up the concrete stair entrance leaving the wheel barrow at the base of the stairs. i turn for a moment and stare at it, and it suddenly get thrashed, flipping over spilling all its contents, like something from a ghost movie and i very quickly run away from there. i am now all the way down the mountain on the road, with no transition between the two. I am talking to my friend somewhat frantically about the incident.

I wake up, throat dry so i grab the water next to me. forgot to do at least a basic wbtb.

This dream below would have been more complete had i wrote it down this morning.

I am in a classroom. its dark colored, faded wallpaper, really run down. The teacher decides to showcase a video of what i had done earlier in the dream, except instead of watching it the dream changes and I am now living this scene. I am in a very dark house, or asylum, or building, not quite sure but go with the flow. There are a series of long long dark hallways and the power is out. It is storming outside and lighting lights the room every once in a while. I see the silhouette of a ghost in one of the flashes, wait a minute and walk down the hallway to see it. now my family appears with me, but quickly disappears when i look down the next hallway. i assume the ghost did something. I see old t-shirts on the ground and pick them up thinking i may need them. The lightning flashes again, i see the ghost again at the end of the hallway and i start to run straight for it this time, it goes down the next hallway 90 degrees to it. there is another shirt at the intersection and i pick it up, look up to see the ghost flying at me. I have no time to react and it stops me. it is a pale older woman, wearing all gray dull clothing. she has no pupils, the dead eyes completely white. then the dream ends

usually dreams of horror themes never bother, gotta say these two in a row made me a bit skittish in my dreams. they usually help me become lucid, resizing this isnt real, but not this time!

It was in some kind of soviet bunker. I was with a group of scavengers. There were zombies all around. One of our people went to a chamber, which closed right after he entered. There were lots of zombies inside. He was some kind of chosen one, but I decided to just go away to my base. Looking at security camera I saw him fighting. Then I saw this from his perspective. I shoat a few zombies, but in the end they have killed me and... My perspective was brought back to my body in my home. I was working on a new level for some kind of game. Next day I was eating sandwiches for breakfast. It tasted great. I saw my brother came back from work in Switzerland. We were playing on xbox later that day. Next day I was again working on a level for that game, and played it for a while. I came back to my base, and started managing work orders on survivors.