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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

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.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At my paternal grandparents house, staying with my mom and two guests, one is a fat kid on a diet but who can't resist eating and the other is Jeffrey Dahmer supposedly rehabilitated. I am preparing to go to sleep, and I go around the house checking if all is locked down. Wanna tell mom to lock her room and want to tell her who Jeff his but I am afraid she will panic.

Walking on the street with Hachi on my side, no leash. Then I spot a dude on a street above us with a german shepperd and I grab Hachi by his neck and look around for something I can use as a leash, because he ain't happy with the other dog's presence.

I am chillin with some friends in a parking lot. Out of the crowd, i remember Sean, Tim, and possibly Billy being there. Sean spots a car and wants to jack it, but Tim insists that we jack the Honda. We get inside and drive who knows where.

Transition to being outside in the third person point of view. Some girl with a bun in her hair is spying but running from a couple of girls (One of them is Brittini) at the same time because they were cannibal traffickers. She keeps almost getting caught, hiding behind brick walls and bushes and barely avoiding their gaze. Some other innocent girl (Emily) runs into the screen and is in their plain sight but is cutting corners and running. Cut scene.

Transition to me in a room alone with my "friends". I now realized that they try to get rapport with you and gain your trust, convince you they are their friends and make you feel comfortable, only to make you vulnerable and turn around to sell your body to cannibals. I don't let them know that I know this. They leave the house and leave me alone there. I try to devise a plan to fuck them all up (don't know why i didn't just run away). As someone enters the door, i line up a haymaker to his jaw as he cuts the corner. It is my roommate who i am very close with so i end up not doing it. Later on, i end up awakening to my roommate actually going to use the bathroom in waking life and i act like i'm sleeping but keep a close eye on him because i think that he wants my body for protein.

Transition to me running outside planning my escape now. Some guy in a truck seems suspicious as if he was paid to keep an eye on me. He turns his head, sees me, and starts trying to follow me, but his clumsy ass crashes.

I'm warning you now, this is really disturbing. Actually I think I'll put the worst part in a spoiler link so no one will be scarred when they're ambling by my post.

I'm in a classroom, in high school. My boyfriend sits at the desk next to mine. One of the popular kids, a tall girl with a long blond ponytail is called up to give her presentation. She keeps looking at me while she's talking, which I think is odd because she has never really paid any attention to me. She's looking for some sort of affirmation but I'm the only one that matters. She's still trying to persuade the teacher that her idea is correct. To do so she drops to her knees and slides across the classroom floor, shrieking "LOOK! I'M SWIMMING LIKE A SAILBOAT!!!" As she says this she thrusts her hand out in front of herself, it somehow propels her forward. She reaches the teacher's desk, grinning like a beatific moron. He smiles at her, finally convinced.

I'm worried that he'll call on me next, only a few students will even be tested this way. He lets us take a break. The class starts to pull apart into groups.

The school has turned into a house. The students have both taken a dangerous drug and been dosed with a mind altering chemical. The people least effected only retreat to corners and spout nonsense. Others suffer to have their bodies distorted, or the mental barrier that would stop them from doing something terrible to themselves removed.
I wander through a giant auditorium, there are no seats, but there's a stage. A disturbing woman with long straight back hair, wearing a white t-shirt and nothing else is...poised by the stage. She has a cruel sort of beauty, a sharp face, a wicked smile. I don't like to look at her but I can't help it. She has a manic gleam to her eyes and her legs are twisted straight up behind her back. ((you know how you could twist a barbie-doll's legs up alongside her body? It looked kind of like that))

Spoiler for Gory Disturbing Stuff:

I pass through an open door hurriedly before she can intercept my path. A fat young man with shoulder-length curly brown hair is sitting on the floor beside the door. When I first see him he's obsessively eating his way through a bag of chips. There's a lapse, I feel hazy, and I pull myself up from where I'm laying on the floor. I look at the young man, I can't wrap my mind around what he's done to himself. He's issuing a bright, breathless laugh.
"I can't stand up." He says. I look at him more closely and horror grips me, I have a stark realization that I've never felt horrified before. He has somehow eaten through his entire middle, severing himself at the waist. But he's still alive. The drug has kept him from feeling any sort of pain, or even thinking that he shouldn't eat himself.
There's are bloody splotches around his waist, covering his hands, his mouth.
He laughs again but it sounds distracted, confused. His expression becomes briefly concerned.
"Why can't I stand up?" He tries to laugh about it. Then he sees his legs nearby, still twitching and starts to hyperventilate and tremble violently.
I try to scream but it comes out as a whisper. I don't remember what I said. "Help!" "I don't want to watch this!" "Oh god, what have you done?"
I trip over a woman laying on the floor. She's either passed out or dead, frightfully pale, purple-white hair, lilac dress. She's covered in the same bloody splotches, I can see some around her mouth. She was helping him eat through his flesh, and when that wasn't enough, she started on her own hand, consuming it from fingertip to elbow, whole.
My attention is drawn to the young man. He is caught between panicking and a wild, mad amusement. When he tries to lift himself off the ground with his meaty arms, I can see the tail end of his spine sticking out of the bloody mess that his mid-section. He lets out a keening noise and pants with disbelief, terror, horror. Then he starts to laugh again, reaching over and picking up his lower-section, shaking it out like a pair of pants.

I can't take anymore. I back out of the room, returning to the auditorium. I'm sitting on the stage, my boyfriend is standing next to a woman with black curly hair. She's wearing a flowing faded blue dress halter-dress. She has lovely tattoos across her back and shoulders, a gentle twisting of long-stemmed flowers, green and pink and purple. She looks familiar. I know I've seen her before. My boyfriend and the woman, Gale, approach. I'm not sure I like her, I have a reason to distrust her. By the time they reach me, I feel small, like a child. Now my boyfriend seems more like a father or brother, he links arms with the woman and smiles at me.
"Do you know what's going on?" I ask them.
"We should get out of here." Gale says. She has her arms hooked around my waist and mine are around her neck. She smiles warmly, reassuringly. I notice the disturbing woman with straight black hair glaring daggers at Gale. The woman knows that she can pass the madness with a touch. She walks over, on her hands, legs still pressed against her sides. She's moving too quickly. I want to warn Gale, suddenly our differences don't matter. She doesn't deserve madness, I can't stand the thought of her eating herself to death.
"Look o---"
The disturbing woman reaches out. Gale shifts subtly away. I worry that she didn't move in time, I'm denying the possibility that she has been taken from me too. Gale glares down at the woman, she slinks away.
"Wait here a moment? We'll be leaving soon." She steps away to talk with another man, my boyfriend stands with them. When I see her from far away I'm vastly relieved to see that she's wearing a sheer-white cropped jacket. Dream logic says that the disturbing woman can't have touched her skin if the jacket was in the way.
Gale comes back and picks me up. I want to tell her I like her tattoos. She smiles like she heard my unspoken compliment.
"Wait!" I say, trying to remembering something. "I forgot my..."
My boyfriend holds up my wallet. It fell out of my back pocket in the room with the young man.
"Oh thank you!" I say. He hands it to me. I want to tell him I love him.

((So, the most disturbing part is that even though I had no part in the eating, all day yesterday and today my jaw muscles have been sore. >.<))

Creepy dream.
I went to spend the night at a friend's house, only to find out she had a little brother I knew nothing about. This little brother was actually a psychotic, people eating monster that hungered for people every few days. Worried, I just had to ask.
"When's the last time he ate?"
My friend said, "A few days ago."
I panicked and wanted to get the crap out of there, but for some reason, I decided to spend the night still. I woke up really early the next morning, packed my things, and quietly snuck out of the house. As I was sneaking out, I looked over and saw my friend and her brother patrolling the end of the street. I silently cursed to myself, knowing that the little boy was hunting for food. I ran as fast as I could through a shortcut to my place, running through the woods and cutting through a person's yard. I apologized to him and kept running. Once I got to my street, I started running even faster, but FOR SOME REASON, pulled out my phone to check my twitter feed. IDK what was going through my head here, but apparently checking the twitter feed was more important than saving my life
I was checking my twitter feed while running, and then suddenly heard what sounded like a car approaching. I quickly put my phone away and ran as fast as I could, my house being really close now. I glanced behind me to see a large white van going down the road. It's them, it's them, oh crap it's them! I thought frantically. Once I got to my driveway, I ran up to the number pad to open our garage door, only to discover that my parents got a NEW number pad. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! I screamed in my head. I glanced back, shaking and scared as the white van approached. I quickly ran up to our front door and knocked like mad. After a few seconds, my father came to the door and opened it. Before going inside, I turned to see the white van passing by, and the people IN the van were just our neighbors, and not the psycho kid who was looking for someone to eat.
That's all I remember from there.

Cannibal

I'm in the woods on quite a number of trails. I come across a Cannibal, He is all dirty and has matted brown hair. He is eating off of some dead person. I suddenly have a picture album of him at the scene. I then run into my cousin Kari, she says she is on her way to meet this cannibal. I tell her that he will eat and kill her, but she doesn't believe me even when I show her the picture album.

Interpretation: This dream forsee that my cousin will have a disease that will eat away at her, maybe cancer or a flesh eating disease. Even if I show her this dream and warning she will probably refuse to accept it.

Guitar queero

I'm in some place where I see an asian guy playing a guitar. There are guitars behind him so i inspect them and pick one up. At first it is a full six string guitar. But when I play it, it turns intoa guitar hero guitar. I can still play it and make music with it however... LOL

Kaomea visits

I had a dream that she visited me suddenly in waking life. I told her that her coming is absolutely crazy. The is in agreement with that and laughs. We are supposed to go out somewhere but All I find are bagy and torn pairs of pants. I yell at my brother for mixing my laundry with his (again). Kaomea returns from shopping with three pairs of pants. The dream diverges.

In one dream the pairs of pants fit me. In the other dream the pants are baggy and torn and are for her to wear so that we both can go out looking stupid together.

Dog WTF

Asuka and Kaomea merge and turn into a small dog that is multi colored. The dog surprises me in the backyard and licks my face. Then it tries to stick it's tongue in my mouth. i laugh and say That I can't make out with a dog... LOL