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so, I was Live action role playing call of duty, well I was actually in the game I could see my mini map, and all the UI at once I don't really know how it was possible. It was kind of like domination except we had to have all our team by weapons crates like sabotage instead of a flag. So I ran over to the crates and saw some loading bar come up, it was not hovering but more a part of what I saw because I could see it no matter where I looked. There were a few other people on my team, we had teams of four at this point. The loading bar was going very slowly and it stopped after it got probably 1/8th of the way up. I yelled out that we need the whole team to be here at once because that is the only way we could capture this place. I saw some of my teammates coming over, but unfortunately I had stepped too far away and the progress bar went away. But I quickly came back over to the crates and now that my other teammates were here the bar loaded much faster and it got very close to being full, we saw the last guy coming over towards us so we got ready to run off and get the next one. Right when he got there we started to leave but we hadn't waited long enough and the bar went away, I heard some of my teammates sigh and head back over. It went up quickly because we were all there, once it completed we ran off in different directions. The area was an urban place that seemed to be in some other country and there were walls blown out and it looked like the place was a recent warzone. I soon ran into an enemy troop and I think I was killed. I don't remember exactly where I spawned but I went back to where I died, and died again, from here I was going to start to mess around and I died a few more times. A little while later I had found that the entire enemy team was in one room and the room had one main doorway, without hesitation I ran through the doorway and jumped in as far as I could shooting in every direction! I know I surprised all of them and caught them all off guard. I took one of them out and hit some others by the time that I died, when I did die I immediately went to first person and saw my body fly up against the wall. I could not help but laugh!
Later in the dream the scenario had changed, I was at my old school, for some reason everyone had pillows and blankets out on the playground, I don't remember what happened next but I do remember having to pick up my pillows and my scooter, I had to figure out how I was going to get all of this all back in one trip. (I hate taking more than one trip anytime!) so I had an idea, I stacked all the pillows up on the scooter and use it as a seat, this works pretty well, I decide to go into the main building to get a drink from the water fountain, in there I see that there is an egg on each of the fountains and a mrs Jones tells me that I can't use it.
I roll my eyes and head out the door, I find outside obama in the middle of the sidewalk surrounded by cameras trying to sell some parent a product. I just go around them and head past, on my way back to the other building I nearly fall off twice, and I hear from somewhere that the guy doesn't want to buy it because it has a huge hole in it! then the dream ended.

Dream 1
I was playing Transformers:War For Cybertron. I was playing as Starscream. I played this level again and again. I flew around the Iacon cities and went to a hallway kind of basement thing I placed a kind of fuse thing/explosive and opened the door to see Optimus Prime carrying a limp robot's body run out. I then continued to run around.

Dream 2
Now I'm Action Man (the one from the 2000 animated series) in Modern Warfare 2 fighting alongside Sgt.Foley and other Marines. We took cover behind some broken walls and started to fire. I played this again and even noted that "this looks like Modern Warfare 2" there were some good guns such as a "shockwave pulser" which is what I dubbed the gun with a scope and long barrel, its "bullets" blew the enemy away. I also had the standard COD U.S Marine gun, the red dot sighted rifle.

Dream 1
I was in a New Yorkwith Gaz and Captain Price, the city had been damaged and looked a bit like that mission in COD4:Modern Warfare where you escort the tank.

I took cover behind a wall as an onslaught of fire came at me.

Dream 2
I'm in one of the most unfamiliar places I've ever seen. It's like an office and its night, there are computers and some of my old school friends are there.

I go outside with them and see a little kid in a field, he's just come out of a shell like the aliens from Combat Evolved soon loads of other aliens come and we fight them off.

I was in what seemed like a cross between my room and a legend of zelda game. I was in my room, which was semi open and grassy, and there where three college girls along with my two brothers and I. Two of the girls where fairly attractive and almost identical, but it seemed they lacked any sort of personality. The third was different. She was as or more attractive as the other ones and had something about her that I can't quite remember but was very intriguing. They were making their departure and the third girl said I was attractive and they all laughed. I figured they were joking and didn't think much of it. When they were saying goodbye she comes up to hug me and doesn't let go. She says she's going to miss me and is practically in tears. I connected with her on a very deep level, even though I'd never met her before, and then we kissed briefly. As is common in dreams, my emotions were heightened and I was literally intoxicated by one kiss. This had never happened to me and it was really cool. I felt massive amounts of euphoria and was stumbling around for about 10 seconds.
After they left, I was babbling on to my brother Ben about how I'd just fallen in love or how I just kissed the prettiest girl in the world or what have you. He seemed relatively uninterested, but humored me none the less. I distinctly remember anticipating her return and looking for a place where we could be alone. I explored this world that was straight out of zelda. I even collected items that are in the game and brought them back to my room.
When I got back to my room, I noticed there were about 5 or 6 empty 40 oz bottles of Budweiser around my brother and I suddenly remembered that I could start drinking with him. I asked where they were, and he directed me toward the closet. I eventually found one and we proceeded to play a mixture of call of duty and zelda on our xbox. If I remember right I was literally in the game by the end of the dream. Unfortunately I was woken up early.

Aeolar's Attempt

I am on the Call of Duty map, Crysis. Savannah is in my dream too, and she has this sewing kid that she got at a gas station for $19.95. I fall down from the awning and head up hill. I reach a pathway, and check for Claymores. Clear. I walk through and to my right are 2 Tropaz soldiers that I take care of easily. There are other people there admiring my skill.

Fragment about being on a UFO in outer space.

I dreamt I was in some kind of game which was a mix of the gunplay/hud style of Gears of War with the gun customization of Call of Duty and the pace of Counterstrike: Source.

Odd, because I played 2 of those just before going to bed.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was a character in Call of Duty. We were playing on a map that was really dark and look like the outside of an old insane asylum. It was really dark outside, and everything had a light brown tint to it. I really didn't want to die, so I just ran around knifing people. There was no gore, when I touched people with my knife, they just went limp. I remember I went 42-0 and people got really mad at me. I don't remember much about this dream because I feel like it might have been the first or second dream I had.

I just wanted to write something down, even if it was just a fragment. Sorry that I couldn't remember a better dream. I thought I started to remember it, but I forget now.

02/08/2011
Dream One
"Oneironaut vs. the Dream World"

(Wow. This is the longest entry I have made in a long time. Lol. It's been a while since I have taken melatonin, and I ended up taking 6mg last night, before bed. I also took a batch of multi-vitamins late, which might have played a part in this. I had a ridiculously long lucid, filled with some of the most incredible action I've experienced in a long time. Unfortunately, this dream was so long that I was not able to retain a lot of the detail - even though I stopped myself and tried to remind myself of the past events, along the way. Oh well. I was able to recall all of the encounters I had (I think), but the details of each fight (and the timeline of which fights happened when) are either hazy, or completely gone.)

I was back at my High School. (I had gone to a friend's memorial service, on Saturday, and it was at our old High School. I hadn't been on campus in over 10 years, and we actually got to go inside and take a look around, which was pretty surreal.) I was either in the gym or the cafeteria, and there was something strange going on - though I can't remember what it was. A kid near me was trying to help figure out exactly what was causing these strange occurrences, and he looked up behind me and pointed his finger toward the ceiling, yelling out "Look!!" When I looked up, I saw someone's arm, high upon a window sill, drawing itself back, as if trying to stay out of sight, the rest of the body hidden because of my lower position. This was all too familiar, though, because not only did I recall the last time I saw a mysterious arm tuck itself away from my sight, high above the floor, but the arm was decked out in that same tell-tale green and red sweater. I both became lucid and recognized this recurring character, at the same time. "Come on out here, Kruger!" I called up to him, from below, now fully aware that I was dreaming.

Freddy showed up. Unfortunately, I don't remember much of our conversation or fight. I do remember that at one point, he charged at me, and I did something of an aikido-type of counter, sidestepping and grabbing his arms - using his own momentum to turn him into a front flip and land on his back on a cafeteria table. After a while of fighting, he'd ended up giving up. (That makes twice he's given up against me, so far. Ha!) and I continued on around the school.

I remember even less about the next encounter, but I somehow ended up getting into a brawl with SSj Gohan, from Dragonball Z, still in the school. (I would almost think of this as completely random, but I did have a dream that SSJ Gohan was stalking me, some time ago. I was not lucid at that time, and ended up spending the whole dream running from him.) I remember vague images of this live-action kid with bright blond - almost platinum - hair standing up on his head, and wearing that purple gi he'd gotten from Piccolo. Unfortunately, I don't remember much of the actual fight, but I remember that it had ended up back in the gymnasium. I walked toward the closed gym doors, where Gohan was about to make his final stand. When I stepped toward the doors, prepared for anything, I remembered the Kaiyo-Ken attack, which is one of my favorite things to do while lucid. I flexed my upper body and imagined the energy pushing outward from my center. The dream was very vivid, and I could feel the energy surging through me, small flickers of red waves of light radiating around the edges of my peripheral vision. I could tell that my body was ablaze, but - in retrospect - I wish I would have looked at myself or something, to see how awesome it must have looked. Lol. The last thing I remember about this part was pushing open the doors and walking into the gym to finish the fight. Don't remember how it went, though.

The school scenario continued. Sometime after my fight with Gohan, though, I had lost lucidity. A couple of friends and I were walking on the top floor of the school, and ended up in a wide open hall that felt somewhat like our old school library. (In real life, the school was only two stories tall. In the dream, it was much, much taller.) There was a long row of windows, set over a wall that was probably about 3 ft high, to our immediate right. Seemingly out of nowhere, a Harrier jet hovered into view, its nose slowly waving from one side to the other while pivoting along the hallway. (I was playing CoD before bed, which heavily features Harriers.) It was scoping for us - one of us, at the very least. The moment it zeroed in on us, the fighter jet opened fire. High-caliber bullets came streaming in through the glass, and my group scattered. Being that I was the closest to the wall, I hit the floor and rolled toward it, positioning myself to a seated crouch in a corner, below the window - just this short, thick stone wall between myself and the flying jet outside. I figured that, if I wasn't directly in front of the window, the jet would no longer be able to see and target me. I was wrong, though. Even through the explosive shower of glass particles, I could see the tracer rounds blazing into the building over me, my friends ducking and diving behind any cover they could find for themselves. Then, the train of supersonic shells began to descend toward me. The plane was now gunning for me, even though I thought I was out of harm's way. I lay down on my back, the bullets cutting down through the glass, and then into the top of the stone wall I was hiding behind, busting through the stone barrier as if it wasn't there. All I could do was watch the tracers break apart my hiding spot and rocket across my body, inches above my chest. A feeling of dread washed over me, and all I just hoped to God that the onslaught stopped - that the pilot would become convinced that I wasn't actually behind this disintegrating wall anymore, and cease fire before his bullets cut through me.

I don't know if it was my subconscious will what made it happen, but the line of fire settled on a height just mere inches over my chest. Even though he kept firing, he wasn't cutting down through the wall anymore. His aim just loomed over me like a limbo bar. With these few passing seconds, I had enough time to process my disbelief at what was happening. I realized that I was still dreaming. Immediately, I jumped up to my feet, completely ignoring the machine gun fire, which I must have simply phased through, because I didn't feel a thing. Itching for revenge, I remember jumping out of the shattered window and landing on the plane itself. I'm not sure exactly what I did to it, but the next thing I remember is levitating in the spot where the jet was once hovering, and looking down below me as the jet fell toward the earth, already engulfed in flames. It hit the side of the building once and exploded, the wreckage crashing down to the courtyard floor.

More time passed, and I was now walking through another section of the school, still lucid. I was in an outside, upstairs hallway, walking with some teenage kid (as a visual aid, here is an actual picture of an upstairs hallway that I took, when we visited the school). He was leading me somewhere, but at the time, I didn't know where. The longer we walked down this hallway, the more it seemed to morph. It was changing from the school to something of a dark, medieval castle, the stair-well area that we were coming to turning out to be a catwalk-connected castle tower. We stepped into the dark tower, and guess who showed up to greet us...Ol' Freddy Kruger. Again. He thanked the kid for leading me to him. Apparently, the unknown kid was just sent out to fetch me. Kruger wasn't the least bit happy about our earlier encounter, and he wanted another go-round. This time (as I had done in a previous dream against him), I matched him nail-for-nail, flicking my fingers so that matching razors came out of my fingertips. We had a short clash in the tower, but again, I don't really remember the details of the hand-to-hand combat. The one image I do still have is of stabbing at his face with my fingers/nails, and him bringing up his own hand, threading his fingers between mine and stopping my hand right in front of his face. We fought for a while, though, and it actually ended up spilling off campus. I remember running out to the parking lot with some girl, and we both jumped into an old muscle car. There was a high speed chase where we were either chasing or being chased by a 'ghost car' that was being 'driven' by Freddy (by that I mean he was just controlling the car, but no one was in it). Unfortunately, I don't remember much more about this part than just weaving through traffic with the girl in the passenger seat. I believe that it was sometime around here, that I lost lucidity.

(It's possible that this next part was a separate dream, but I honestly don't know, so I will count it as the same one.)

I was back in the High School. There was a girl walking in front of me, and I remember looking at her back, lost in thought. (I don't know if it was the same girl from before.) For a moment, I had completely forgotten about all of the previous events, but the girl looked back at me and said something to jog my memory. (I wish I could remember what it was.) Whatever it was this girl said, she tipped me off that I might be dreaming. A bit surprised at the possibility, I looked at the wall to my right, where a clock was supposed to be. There was no clock, but there was some kind of schedule which showed times that marked certain events. Using that as my clock, I remembered one specific time on the list; 9:59. I turned away from the schedule and when I looked back, there was no 9:59 anywhere on the list. I had to look carefully, because there were times close to it, but there was no 9:59. I was still dreaming! By this time, I was completely amazed that I had not woken up yet. I ignored the girl and tried to recount all of the events of the dream(s) I had been having - thinking back through my fights with Freddy, Gohan and the Harrier. Even by this time, I didn't remember all the details, but I remembered the basics. The girl stopped and asked me something about why I seemed so distant. I told her that I was in the middle of the most incredible lucid dream, and started exclaiming about all the battles I'd won.

We walked through the 'multi-purpose room' (which was the main room that we entered/exited, when I revisited the school in real life, on Saturday), and out the side doors of the school, toward the parking lot. There was someone walking out behind me, but I didn't notice at first. He was talking shit to me, but I wasn't paying him the least bit attention. Eventually, he said something about the boy that had led me to Freddy Kruger, some time ago. I heard him imply that I had kicked the kid's ass (though I don't remember doing so), and that the kid was his brother. Apparently, this DC wanted to fight me, in his brother's name, but I really wasn't interested. I had half a mind to just keep on walking, and let the guy keep on running his mouth. But then he said something about my ex, MJ. I can't remember exactly what it was he said, but it was something like "Or maybe you'd like to hear about what I did to your girlfriend, 'the Virgo." (MJ is the only Virgo I've dated.) I stopped in my tracks and turned around. I recognized the guy. He was B.S., one of the 'tough dudes' back in HS, that you just didn't fuck with. J.S. was his brother (in waking life, but I didn't recognize the kid from before as J.S.). He chuckled at the fact that I had turned around at MJ's name. He said something like "Ohh....why so defensive? She's not really still your girlfriend, is she?" As he said this, two other guys walked up beside him, putting down their bags as if they were all about to kick my ass. Still completely lucid, I said something like "No...but I'm just getting tired of hearing you talk." I stepped up to him, staring him dead in the eye. I said something like "Well? You are apparently looking for a fight. Go ahead. Come on. Do something." This obviously threw him off his game. He stammered a little bit, looking at his friends. I just egged him on. "Come on," I said, looking down at my wrist, as if there was a watch on it. I warned him that "you're running out of time," knowing that I would be waking up soon. If this guy was going to make a move, I wanted him to do it now.

He did. He and his goons all attacked me at once, and I basically just tore them apart, punching and kicking from person to person, not worrying in the least about their attacks. It was like Jackie Chan taking on a bunch of punks. They didn't stand a chance. I just completely took them apart, criss-crossing between them - moving as fast as I could to attack whomever came in range. By this time, there was a crowd gathering, and one guy came close to me yelling "Yeah! Alright! ...." and I punched him in the mouth, thinking he was one of the attackers. The guy stumbled back, holding his face, and said "WTF?! I was rooting for you!!" Quite comically (and in somewhat traditional Jackie Chan fashion), I apologized to the guy and kept on fighting against the small gang of schoolyard bullies.


(I woke up during the fight. From the way things progressed, I was already amazed at how long the dream had lasted. I knew that I'd taken a lot of melatonin, and was expecting that I had slept most of the day away. But when I looked at the clock, it was only around 7:30am - and I didn't go to sleep until around 4:30am. I had only been asleep for 3 hours! I was absolutely blown away by this, and I jumped out of bed and went over to the computer to jot down my notes. Looking for a chance to induce another lucid dream by WBTB, I then went back to bed and tried to fall back asleep, before I stayed up too long to do so. Thanks to the melatonin, I had no trouble drifting back off.)


Dream Two:
"Fight and Flight"

I don't remember anything about this dream, before becoming lucid. I was with Todd and, having already known I was dreaming, I was flying over the landscape with him right behind me. Since I had a lot of room to work with (and no real plot to pay attention to) I was really pushing my speed, digging in and trying to go faster than I had, the last time I was flying as fast as possible. I had amazing control, and I would dip down toward the patches of water beneath us, changing directions close to the water and having it spray up around me in my wake. I remember just trying to go faster and faster. Every time I would settle on a speed, I would try to push it even further. Flying over what was either an ocean or a marshland, I came toward a patch of trees. The patch was at least 100 yards wide, maybe slightly longer from front to back. For just a moment, I wondered about trying to fly around these trees, but since I was going so fast, I wanted to try something else.

When I came to the watery forest, I imagined myself phasing from left to right, zig-zagging so fast that I became nothing more than a non-local blur moving through the trees. I have never really done this before in a dream, but it worked perfectly. I didn't lose speed at all. I simply came in contact with the forest, and 'whisked' my way through the trees, shifting myself around so fast that it practically felt that I was in more than one position at once. Still flying at a breakneck pace, I exited the forest, looking back behind me and seeing that Todd was still right there on my heels. There was no trouble with gravity; no 'sinking' feeling, when thinking about the fact that I was trying to fly. I was just in total control of my flight, at a level that was very rare for me.

The last thing I remember about this dream was that we had landed on some far-off jungle island. Night had fallen, and there was a bit of a scenario about a voodoo-type tribe treating us like monsters and plotting our demise. We found ourselves in a torch-lit courtyard, standing before a set of enormous doors made of logs. The doors flew open, and an enormous beast charged out at us. It looked almost human, but had elongated arms like a gorilla, and it was very pissed off. Once again (and this is becoming an unfortunate habit), I can't actually remember much of the actual fight. I do know that we ended up winning, because there was a part afterward, when we were talking to some of the indigenous about our victory.

(Even though this dream seemed much shorter, I woke up almost 6 hours afterward, which I would suppose accounts for most of the details of the fight scenario being lost. All in all, though, the entire night's worth of dreams was absolutely amazing.)

01/20/2011
Fragment One
I was Batman, and was using stealth to get around the inside of some building. I believe it was something like a community center, because I remember it having a game room. I don't really recall what I was doing there, but I think I might have gotten spotted once or twice. Don't remember much from this dream at all.


Fragment Two
I had a job interview, and was told that I had to wait for other candidates to have their interviews, before I would be told whether or not I got the job. I ended up coming back, much later in the day, after most everyone was gone. I can't remember the reason, but I think I had to change clothes or something. There was no one around, and I took off my shirt and was either turning it inside out or putting another one on or something. I remember that someone had been playing Modern Warfare on a computer that was in the room, and it was still left running. Finally, I left the building, and was still trying to get my arms in the sleeves of my shirt. I saw LQ walking through the parking lot, who was a friend that I had a huge crush on, once upon a time. I was pretty sure she saw me, but that she might not have noticed, because she didn't say anything. Slightly embarrassed by still only being partially dressed, I tried to stay out of her sight, just in case she really hadn't noticed.

That's all I remember.

01/08/2011
(Still been playing a lot of Modern Warfare 2, so I've been having quite a few dreams involving firefights, but my recall has been pretty shoddy and I haven't been remembering very much lately.)

"Blades and Bullets"

This dream was like a massive round of Team Deathmatch, and it was absolute chaos. It was night out, and the match was soldiers vs. ninjas. Everywhere, people were just running around, taking each other out. The ninjas were using every nook and cranny that could, to launch surprise attacks, whenever possible. We were on some sort of compound, that really didn't have very many walls, but had lets of wooden beams and banisters. It kind of looked like it might have been a Japanese compound, but I can't be sure. The battle was just fast and intense, there wasn't much time to seek cover or anything, just run and gun, whether down on the ground or running over the conjoined rooftops of the compound. Sometimes, either time would get intel on enemy meetings, waiting for large numbers to show up in one place before launching an ambush and taking out as many people as possible.

The last thing I remember is a huge swinging log trap coming down at me. When I dove out of the way, it flew passed and smashed into the base of another enormous tree, causing it to topple over...right toward me. I got up and ran like hell just as the tree crashed to the ground.



01/10/2011
Fragment
Another Call of Duty type of dream. I was in the city street at night, fighting waves and waves and waves of opposing soldiers, which were coming in from all angles. It was a lot like the "Body Count" Spec Ops mission on Modern Warfare 2. I took a lot of bullets, and this dream was actually very painful (though I believe I was wearing armor, so I was able to keep fighting). I also had a partner in this dream (I had played this mission with Todd, recently.), but I'm not exactly sure who it was.

It seems I have created my own zombie course similar to the kinds of zombie courses from Call of Duty's Nazi zombies layouts

I have created my own course randomly generated by my brain one day in a zombie dream i had and ever since I have had many zombie dreams on that same course. It seems I have created a dream I can't stop reliving. This is the first time I have had this happen more than twice.

The zombie Course has a bunch of metal shop buildings on hills with farm machinery spread around (like back-hoes and dump trucks). There are perk machines and gun outlines on walls too (just like nazi zombies from Call of Duty). In the back of the course on top of a hill there is a single roomed house with a staircase to a second floor but no roof and the windows are all just open squares in the walls. The second floor is good because in case of emergency, the zombies come up the stairs and we jump out the window of the second floor and can make a quick get away.

I enjoyed this level because of the huge wide open area to run around and the trucks and tractors I could drive to run over zombies.

Anyways... On to the dream.

Mostly just killing zombies with my dad next to me and we started running out of ammo and had to jump out the window.

I remember me and my dad each using a different tractor to run over a bunch of zombies until they ran outta fuel so we ditched the machinery and ran to a metal shop building.

In that building I remember running into a small room about the size of a 3 car garage. A zombie dog which looked a lot like my old dog that died 2 years ago (which is funny cause the dog died and now in my dream its a zombie) along with a huge group of zombies came into the room and we had no ammo.

I suddenly felt this odd feeling and I don't know how, but I realized I was dreaming because of that feeling. The dog jumped with its mouth wide open and fangs facing me and I raised my hands and pushed them forward (like using the force) and the zombies all stopped like time stood still and the dog slowed to a stop in mid-air with its evil eyes and fangs still facing me.
BTW: My dog was huge. Chesapeek retriever and she was all muscle.



Picture is close to it but not as evil as the one in my dream.

After that, I felt some pride and strength inside of me and then everything suddenly started to become blurry and then disappeared.

I did not wake up but do not remember anything dream wise after that.

I was playing real life cod on a city like map, but then the map became cold and I headed for a waterfall. I saw my highschool running coach then I was getting washed away by a wave in a neighborhood and saw my uncle surfing, and the twins just hanging around.

phase 2:at school parking lot in a minivan with Brian J, Druggies are outside the car a few spaces away in a circle and moshing air and stomping around randomly?

9/11/10
3rd person and we were aliens trying to blow up the milky way and it was like a video game. Then, I was with a bunch of other people my age and we were teamed up against some other team of people with a leader my age but with grown up henchmen with a base that was similar to my Grammy's neighborhood. We were playing on computers for a while then I was the only one their all of a sudden. And then the bad guys with their cat with alien green eyes took me prisoner and said I was to do as they say. Then a volcano erupted from an air strike I called in like on call of duty (3rd person) and it covered everything in lava. Then I went to a field not to far away and everyone is having a snowball fight and the events before are disregarded. Then I woke up.

Black = AwakeBlue = LucidRed = Dream

Location: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (map Bailout)/Living room
I was a butler of some sort for an extremely selfish rich person on the Modern Warfare 2 map Bailout. He somehow got the idea of selling sodas to people for 500% what it normally should have been. Then, he suddenly fell off the roof above my while sitting in the feeble position in a small black box. Luckily, another butler ran over and put a pillow beneath him so we wouldn't get hurt. Of course, we all rushed to his side to make sure he was O.K. Then, as i walked around the corner, there were a bunch of girls on a roller derby team getting ready for a game, and they all looked really tired. Knowing it would please my "master" I tried to sell then sodas for $1.50 each.

I then appeared in my living room with the rich guy sitting in the recliner. He said to me, "I said 500%" (referring to the price of sodas) and i replied, "I thought you said 100%" but he just sat back and went to sleep. I then walked into the kitchen and right as i walked around the corner I woke up