Nothing too crazy lately. Jamie's voice seems great, especially early mornings when I wake up and fall back asleep a few times. Can't remember every dream. What Some woman by a playground kept talking to me. She was kind of annoying but she kept saying I was going to have a daughter someday. I was protesting a bit saying that the only person I could ever have a child with seems to have a serious problem with talking to me in person. The woman kept insisting and started sounding convincing. Jamie 1 I'm walking down a street. Jamie is kind of Chibi but not animated, she's walking behind me with a Large Bible open. My comments on that: I've no idea if what my dreams are telling me is the truth. If Jamie is a new believer, and if she has long term intentions with me, my advice is to wait before joining a church. I have a lot of problems with modern Churches. Some can cause extra trauma. Or many are hypocrites. Some denominations are cults like: Latter day Saints, seventh day Adventists, and Jehovah's witnesses. Just study on your own and wait until we are together and then we'll figure it out on our own terms. Dog I was with my dog and saw a giant Cat approach him. The cat tried to attack my dog but he threw the cat off him when the cat lunged at him. Jamie 2 Dreamed Jamie was at a park. The same woman from my other dream. She kept convincing Jamie that she was going to have a daughter. She brought Jamie to a swing set where a girl not much older than a toddler was sitting on the swing. The woman told Jamie that this will be her daughter. Jamie looked amazed at the girl. There was a weird song playing. Strange. I'm very wary of any person in a dream that gives prophecy. Speaking from experience, they rarely come true. The lady never identified herself in dreams. Hearing a song could be a song spell. I'm going to see if Raven can help me look into this....
Still only remember flashes. It's been a year now since I've seen Jamie up close in that store. Oh well. Animal I encounter a giant cat like a cougar or something on the street. I was scared at first but it turned out to be friendly. Jamie 1 Flash of a sex dream... Jamie 2 I'm in the black space again. Jamie flies towards me with a jetpack or something and lands beside me. Was she playing the new fortnite season? Jamie 3 Another naughty dream. In this one she uh... Made me kiss her bum. Well, whatever it takes to keep her in my life this time. Haha. Hope to have more detailed dreams next time.
A fruitful night. 1. I'm at school, wandering around, up and down stairs, through empty corridors. No-one is around. All the stairways and passages seem much longer than usual. I stop on a huge landing at the bottom of the stairs, at ground floor level. The wall to outside is a large expanse of glass, shimmering panes from floor to ceiling. Outside is a raised platform paved with gravel, walled in to the left by another glassy extension to the building while the other two sides face into the open air. A girl comes up the stairs from the basement and pauses when she sees me on the landing. She is in uniform - a younger girl - and has a ponytail of bushy, light brown hair. We talk although I can't remember what about. Then she turns to the windows and says, boldly, "I'm going to go out on to the balcony!". I gasp. The balcony is off-limits to students because it gives a clear view into the staff room (the other room on the left) and we are not supposed to see in there. She pushes open a door in the glass and purposefully walks out. I feel terrified that she'll be caught. Suddenly, my perspective shifts: I'm on the other side of the staff room, where there is no balcony, standing slightly below the ground floor level and looking in. I see, through blue glass, rows of desks with computers and chairs. I am shocked to see that the room is completely empty. Later, I am in a brightly lit hallway on the top floor. Although there are no windows I feel very high up. I walk with another girl, who says she wants to find a bathroom - I know her, she is somewhat tall and has long blonde hair. The bathrooms are along this hallway. She says she doesn't like those tiny narrow cubicles, and prefers the wide ones, so I direct her towards one bathroom which has a few larger cubicles. She ignores me and enters the one next door, only to find every cubicle occupied. Annoyed, she returns, and we go in. It is a very bright and spacious room with white tile up the walls. We pass the sinks and turn the corner to see a row of five large cubicles, and several smaller ones opposite. A few are occupied - I see curly hair over the top of a door - but some are open, and she enters one. I hang about outside, waiting, leaning against the wall. 2. The sun beams down on us as I cycle, with a group of others, around a gorgeous flower field. Just as I become aware of myself, I see I am crossing a broad flat wooden bridge - though no water in sight - and I look up. We are cycling over a 'path' of slightly flattened and crushed grass, which runs all round at the edge of the huge oval-shaped field. Long grasses are waving and among them crowd pink, purple, blue, red and yellow wildflowers, small, tall, pretty. The air has a sweet grassy smell and the sun shines down warmly, making the whole field glimmer. I think how it's been so long since I last cycled, but it's true that you really don't forget - it feels so free and easy, flying over the grass on my bike. Another girl passes me, lightning-fast and scarily close, causing me to lose my balance and veer over to the fence around the wide edge of the path. I stop right by the fence and put one foot on the ground. Here is dark green, cool and shady, with climbing and overhanging foliage winding around and above the fence and the trees outside it. The fence is white and curvy, two running rails with periodic posts sticking into the ground. Ivy clambers over it and obscures much of the metalwork from view. I lean over and see a deep, muddy ditch on the other side. I'm taking a moment to rest when another cyclist - a boy this time - comes barreling up the path and almost crashes into me. He stops himself at the last minute and proceeds to angrily yell at me: "Stop by the fence, idiot!" I cry back indignantly, "This is the fence! Can't you see?". He flushes red and rapidly takes off again. I resume cycling, though stop regularly by the fence. At one point, I look over it and see rushing water. Its calming sound washes over me as I pan my gaze across the field. 3. School again. I am in French class, in our little room at the top of the main building. We are all chatting and gossiping with the French teacher as we often do. I start telling her about when I saw into the staff room and it was empty - and I see her expression growing almost murderous... 4. Leaving my house, on a rather grey day, I turn to see one of the neighborhood cats sitting in the street a little further up. He's a friendly black cat (and very fluffy) so I head over to say hello. I crouch down to stroke him, and he stands, turning his head towards me while raising his fluffy tail in the air - exactly like a picture of him my dad sent me last week. Really happy with these dreams - it's rare that I remember so many. And cat! I love dreaming about cats. It's starting to get really quiet around here so I hope all the people who haven't been online recently will be back soon. I'm missing having everyone's DJs to read
Sleeping in a comfy hotel bed in Berlin with complete privacy instead of having family or roommates. My dream initially started with me entering a hotel room, much different looking than where I'm currently staying. Kinda like a building you'd create in Minecraft and somewhat reminded me of the hotel in Wijk aan Zee where I stayed at with my family in 2010 and drank coffee for the first time at the age of 12 which then became my to-go drink for the next 12 years. I constantly remind myself to not forget my card as I leave my room. Exploring the area around the hotel, it's a flat grassy land like those old videogames had, colours resembling that of retro Halo grass maps. I go outside and I'm in this "space park" with climbing frames and rocket statues that double as bathroom. I have to go to the bathroom so I climb up the ladder with one hand while holding my pet cat Luna in the other (while somehow maintaining my balance and not falling off while letting go of the ladder to get the next step. Each bathroom I'm attending I'm surrounded by people outside and despite the toilet being inside a spaceship cockpit with those one way reflective windows, I feel like I'm being stared at and don't go. I walk out of the space park and end up in this street from Amsterdam which is set in the 70s-90s as sound has a VHS quality and everyone speaks in a much thicker Amsterdam accent. I then see this man walk into an alley which I magically remember (in dream universe) as this back entrance for a theatre where I would go with my theatre group from 2017-2019. I then woke up from my alarm clock with 7 hours and 58 minutes of sleep!
Well my recall has been terrible for the past... 2 weeks? I just got back from 5 days in New York and was hoping for some good dreams there since I had a hotel room all to myself. But alas, nothing. Perhaps shifting my sleep schedule had a bigger effect than I thought since on the first night back I already got a non-lucid AND a lucid dream (isn't that exciting!). The lucid will follow in my next entry. In a church, I'm singing in choir. The spacious room has Victorian dark wood panelling about half the height of the wall and the double doors (also panelled) are rectangular, rather than the portal shape I would expect. They are set in a heavy moulded stone doorway. The masonry is all white, but the church is brick on the outside. I see several items of old gothic furniture, including an elaborately carved wooden lectern. I head to the exit and see papers, leaflets, posters pinned on a door and piled on chairs by the entrance. A man is standing with a profound expression next to a stand of green leaflets by the open door, and I think that he will sing if I ask him to. I go out. I walk back with another girl in choir. I ask if she is going back to 'choir boot camp' with me on Monday and she affirms that she is. We talk more, laughing a lot - though she doesn't remind me of anybody. I ponder how the camp lasts 6 school days (although it might be 7 considering the timeline in my head) and I can't believe the headmistress let me miss that much school. Later I arrive at home with a Japanese woman, older. I see a black cat on my doorstep and point it out to her. She seems to look right through it for several seconds before noticing. I feel annoyed because 'she always does that'. So I try saying 'there's a cat ' in Japanese to better attract her attention. This causes her to freak out - she screams and grabs me roughly (seriously - it hurt!) by the shoulders, telling me not to 'say there is a kitten' or I will scare her. I think that she misunderstood me, and now she thinks there is a kitten under the nearest car. Fragment: I pick up one of my dresses and find that on one side, the fabric has ripped all along the zip and hangs open. This dress doesn't actually have a zip. I am distraught since I only recently discovered a rip in my other favourite dress (this is true) and now I can't wear either of these until they're fixed. See how it took me more than a week to post this? I'm getting lazy... Too lazy... Too lazy to dream journal. Which isn't great. But finally I'm getting back on track and practicing awareness more during the day, so hopefully some results soon.
I had a lot more dreams than this but I only remember the part where I was most lucid. Winter Competition 2024 One (DILD) 01.07.2024 I am lucid and flying over a futuristic city. I have to find a kitten that went missing. I fly down to one of the tops of the buildings and found it hiding. I pick it up and then interact with some DCs. Unfortunately I can't remember much more than that.
I move into this condo, they have a pet cat named Destroy Lonely, I whistle and try to get the cat's attention. The cat gets tense at me upon seeing me, I notice but carefully stick out my hand so it can smell who I am, but it doesn't react. I then ignore it and enter the elevator. I get attacked by the cat who turned into this Belgian YouTuber, I kick him down the elevator then make a call saying I was attacked, getting sent a digital form and I check "cat attack". I awkwardly wait as I selected that then got on a bus. There's a girl in the bus whom I've never met that studies at a theatre school in Rotterdam, she looks problematic. The girl makes a fighting motion at me as I walk past her, I ignore her and look at the security camera behind in the bus, filming us. I exit the bus and a woman is seen at a table cutting a cake, she tells me it's a peanut butter cake, the peanut butter layer is soft while the edges of the cake are hard and feel like thick layers you'd find on onions. I know to never criticize someone else's cooking though. She cuts the cake and brings the cake to a posh suburban white family sitting at a table in a restaurant, I help her as I carry the forks. The woman and I join the family, she introduces herself and I introduce myself as her husband, much to her amusement. The woman from the family says her entire family compliments my "Bob Marley beard" I then woke up.
Sword Fight With Kid Me I'm at home, in the gameroom area, by the big round table. My past self is there. He looks maybe 8 or 9 years old. About the age when we went to Disneyworld. He says "Are you doing that dreaming stuff?" I tell him "Yep, trying to!" but I don't become lucid. Then we decide to have a sword fight. We're just imagining that we are holding swords. I take a few stabs at him, taking care to not accidently hit him with my arm. I chase him around the house a bit. At one point I sit down to rest and he remarks about how lazy I am. I say "Yeah, having a job will do that to you." ... There is a cat in a cat-carrier on the floor near the gaming table. I think to myself that I should let the cat out. I recall that the cat talked to me and asked me to release it, but I don't know if that actually happened within the dream. My sister's boyfriend N is there too. I let the cat out and tell N that he'll need to help me catch the cat later. He agrees. The cat saunters out lazily and lays down nearby. Totally chill. It seems satisfied that we helped it. I sit down by the fireplace near the cat. It splays its paws and I play with its footpads. My sister M is there, and they are talking about one of the third grade teachers from elementary school, Mr. A. I say "Oh! Is he still teaching?" M says that Mr. A used to call the place she sat the "Bitch-Chair". I think about how Mr. A was very perceptive, but don't say it. Recorded at 6AM, 66% through sleep cycle 5.
Updated 09-08-2023 at 06:27 PM by 99808
The Gym Kitten I'm at my childhood home laying in my parents' bed. I have a longhair black kitten. Reminds me of Oreo a bit. Kitten is very cute. Sleeps a lot. At one point I went downstairs into the kitchen. It is accurate to how I remember it in waking memory. A bit unorganized, dirty. I'm standing by the shelf left of the fridge (where there were often fruit flies from uneaten fruit). There is a plastic container of frosted cookies that have been picked over. Half cookies, cookies eaten out of order. Later, I'm at the gym. It resembles the gym I frequent in the present day. The kitten is still with me. It is laying on one of the benches on its back. I have an ACME 5-piece package but I can't recall what was in it. Maybe a container like a lunchbox. The 4th piece of the set might have been a type of ink-pen, "nothing ink" and it was a golden tube-like object. I had a toothbrush, and remarked that I didn't need something from the pack due to that. Recorded at 5AM, just after sleep cycle 4. Crashing the Banquet I'm in a banquet hall at a round table. Reminds me of the reception from KB's wedding, but don't think it was one. My brother A is there with his wife K. He is wearing a somehow formal version of an Ace Ventura shirt, with the buttons undone. My friend D is also there, and he tells me I look hot. There was some discussion about whether I was going to attend the event (while I was already at the event). I eventually decided to attend. When I come to this conclusion, I'm in a sitting room that reminds me of my ex H's. Since I am going to attend, I will need to go home and change. I get up and leave. Later I am in a palace-like building. It's like my previous rental home, except big and fancy. My girlfriend S' mom is showering in the bathroom, which is open and around the corner to the bedroom I am in. I wander over and accidently see her, but don't make out any detail. Embarrassed, I worry about whether she noticed me. Then I'm driving my car now down a snowy highway road. I start to lose control of the car and spin out. The car spins very fast and I try to stay calm. When the car stops spinning, I am in a neighborhood reminiscent of a childhood one. I haven't hit anyone or anything. A man approaches the car and I feel his bad intent. He starts to flip the car. I notice the car is now a white van. A couple other men help him. I get upset and try to yell at them, but I can't. I get frustrated. I get out of the car and try to confront him, but I can't move or yell. The man gets into the drivers seat and starts to drive off. I try to chase and yell but I just create mumbling noises. There is a box that has some kind of monster in it on the driveway nearby. Maybe a large scorpion. Recorded at 7AM, 33% through sleep cycle 6.
Updated 09-08-2023 at 06:26 PM by 99808
I'm sitting on a couch in my grandmother's old house. Next to me is a boy I feel a faint familiarity towards, and at least a dozen cats. There are cats everywhere, and they can talk. The boy is talking at me and I acknowledge what he's saying with nods and gestures, but I don't engage in conversation, I'm more focused on this house full of talking cats. Their ability to harness the English language is normal to me. There is one cat in particular im talking to, and she's telling me that my grandmother had left all of them here and that they were starving. It's been years since my grandmother had lived there, so I feel incredibly guilty. I ask the cat why they didn't just leave, but I forget what she said in response. I start walking to the cats' food bowl and a mastiff-looking dog appears from behind me, who can also talk. I fill up both the dogs and the cats food bowls and sit back on the couch with the boy. As I look out the window into the backyard, I see the shadow of a man walking along the hedges. Everyone in the house quietens. The cats seem to know what this is, but I don't. Then, a small jack russell appears from around the corner of the house where the man seems to be standing, and starts sniffing along the hedgeline. Strapped to the jack russell is a backpack seemingly loaded with gadgets, similar to a crude bomb in appearance. Seeing this, a deep primal fear is now seated within me. I shakily ask the cat who the two are, and then I woke up.
I went to sleep earlier since these days the cat is no longer with me, he’s on vacation. I woke up twice during the night. Second time was around 1:00 I had to get off to wear my sleepwear. Both times the only thing I remembered was having the feeling of I was dreaming something. After that I was only able to remember a small fragment and the feeling of solving some problems …/I see the cat resting. S. says something about his hair again, it’s still opaque/…
I'm happy, but also jealous that my GF got a 20K bonus. I question my current employment situation. I'm at a surprise party that looks like Grandma M's apartment. My friend SG is there and she seems excited to see me. She's brought some friends of hers that I don't recognize. There's somebody else there who has a cat on his shoulder. He makes a big show of how the cat is clawing onto his back and isn't jumping off. I make eye contact with the cat, and it decides that I am the next place to sit. It comes over to my shoulder. The table is set to play a monopoly-like game. I'm watching some porn and my brother A catches me. This situation is embarrassing, but I own it as best I can.
Updated 03-08-2023 at 05:32 PM by 99808
I'm in someplace similar to my highschool, but it is on a higher floor than normal. Ceiling seems lower. Assorted open instrument cases are strewn carelessly across the floor. There is a crowd of people in dress clothes creating a familiar pleasant cacophony of instruments warming up and noodling around. I'm in the bandroom before a concert performance. I realize that I don't have my saxophone. I start to sweat and panic. How long would it take me to go home and get it? How long do I have? -------------------------------- Memory Lapse---------------------------------------- I'm at my friend D's apartment, but it isn't where it normally is. He is living in a loft apartment above a shopping mall strip. I think I might be living with him. This might be connected to the band dream (IE I went back for my saxophone) but not sure. -------------------------------- Memory Lapse---------------------------------------- I'm in my ex H's basement. There are some extra couches compared to normal. I have 2 or 3 uncles sitting there. They look like a rougher crowd of people. They are trying to lure a cat at the top of the stairs to come down to them. There is a gate at the top of the stairs blocking the cat. I come lie down on an open spot on the couch. The cat immediately comes to me and lies down on head and starts purring. I feel a sense of pride about my perceived skill with animals. Default = Commentary Blue = Dream Green = Lucid
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At my old bedroom, checking if the windows of the balcony are well shut as a storm is coming. My cat Yéti insists in following me into the balcony although I try to shut the door behind, so he doesn't. I feel like the balcony might be blown away by the strong winds. Then my cat Buda manages to slid in and climb to the top shelves. Then he becomes a real boy, my son. I insist he must come down. Other neigbors come to their windows to check on what's going on. Then he jumps or falls down from the shelf and by consequence out of the window I had not yet been able to close. I scream and the neighbors are in shock. I go down to the street but I don't see any body. I manage to find his jacket. He finally appears, alive but full of pain, with a broken ankle and looking confused. He doesn't want to go to a doctor, but I call an ambulance.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At a future scenario that feels a lot like a Myizaki's movie. We have colonies in distant planets but there are also vintage looking people and cities on Earth. One of those planets looks similar to one I know from a sci-fi book I read as a kid. It has big whale like animals that swim in the atmosphere. For some reason a rebel faction starts a war and someone shoots at these animals accidentally. This plays on the news and everyone is shocked. This rebel group turned ludite and wants to destroy our civilization, but everyone else is pacifist and doesn't want this war at all. I am on this planet and I receive a notification that we're in danger and we need to gather at a sports stadium nearby that also doubles down as an evacution site. People sit on floating cocoons that serve as private balconies to watch the games, when there are sports events, but which are also emergency pods that can close and leave the planet to one of our colonies on other planets. While we wait for developments, they keep us entertained by projecting holographically a game that happened on some previous occasion. It is undistinguishable from reality. One of the persons in our coccoon is a kid that lived with the ludites but is pacifist so he left them. He doesn't know our tech, so he keeps asking questions. He asks how do we distingiuish something real from an hologram. I explain it isn't easy and it is almost like telling th difference between a dream and waking life, some people just have that ability and others have to train to recognize it. I am one of those with the natural ability. I also have heightened senses and can hear what other people can't. And as I say this, I do hear something dangerous approaching. I warn others and we fly the coccoons above the stadium and see a fleet of rebels attacking one of our ships and coming towards the stadium. Luckily there are guardian drones that sit on the perifery and shoot anything getting too close. But any way, our pods close and take off immediately. The drones recognize our pods and don't shoot us, instead they make a formation to protect us from any incoming threat and clear a path so we can leave the planet safely. With my dad's family side and my mom, all gathered at some house. It looks like my grandma's house but it is also different. The kitchen looks pretty much unaltered, but in the place of the pantry, there is a cabinet with a TV and a VCR and I am rewinding some tapes looking for some shows I supposedly recorded, but I can't find them. My uncle Fernando comes in and tells me to quit. My two aunts are sitting there, just observing me and say to him that this is important to me. But eventually I give up and we all gather in a living room. It looks like the dining and living room of my grandma's together, but on the wrong side of the hallway. People are all sitting around the room on chairs and sofas sitting against the walls. My cousin Cris is also there, but so are other people I never met. I feel like my current self, but I am myself as a kid and I am on the floor playing with dolls. I think my mom told the family that I am autistic, so they are all observing me and not asking me questions or mocking me as usual. But I also find strange that they don't ask any questions about the autism. I also brought my present cats along, so then I freak out when I notice someone leaving a window open. I go around checking all the windows and asking people to please keep the windows shut. I then spot a cat, that could be Ginga but looks different, jumping to a ledge of a window through which some family member is talking to someone outside. Fortunately the cat is wearing a vest and I manage to grab her by the vest on time and pull her back in. Then back in the living room by uncle Carlos also keeps a window just slightly open and I explain to him the cats can still escape through there and he gets pissed when I close it. Then I do another tour and check the bathroom. All is fine. My mom then comes by and says they are announcing on the news that the Health Minister is dead with covid19 and I am shocked. But my mom is even more shocked and I wonder if this will get her to finally go vaccinate. Then I follow an unknown lady going to a balcony on the back of the house, where I believe she is going to smoke and certainly open a window. Actually when we arrive there, the window is already open. I take a peak outside, we are strangely located on like a 10th floor and I see on a roof down below a black cat and a black and white cat which I can't tell if they are dead or alive. The black one looks like Cuscus, so I call for him and he gets up. Both cats are alive but stuck on that roof. He immediately tries to jump up, but it's too high, so I wonder what is he doing. Then I see there is a metal structure on the wall for putting little pots for plants and it forms some sort of ladder that is climbable. So he climbs it and when he is close enough he jumps into my arms. The other cat also managed to get out of the roof in the meantime. So I take the black cat inside, not even yet sure if it is Cuscus, but I go look if there is another black cat in the house just to be sure. Then confusion ensues when some other guest arrives bringing some 3 other cats. I lose count of the cats. I tried to do a WILD. I focused on being aware as I fell sleep and almost immediately felt the rush of falling into sleep and the metallic noises of hypnagogia. When I open my dream eyes, I am in some scenario that looks like a hospital and I am meeting a friend who works there and another one who is being released or something. It feels like they are very familiar, like Riverstone and Nighthawk, but not looking like anyone I know and instead look like some american boys in their twenties. I also have a different look. And there is another girl in the group. I think the boys are a gay couple but I also love one of them. Anyway, once the one being discharged is with us, we all go walk down the street and I have kept my awareness all the way through, but just been watching everything unfold. The boy on the lead says something like "Where are we going?" or what is going on, and I use the chance to say that we are all dreaming and none of this is real. They react calmly and accepting. I suggest we just try to be mindful and rest in that awareness. So we all just sit on the floor and we meditate together. Whenever I feel the awareness fading, I focus on them and it really helps that they also look calm and focuse. I almost fall out of the dream a couple times, but I conjure some tokens with mantras and Buddha images and put them in front of us, saying we can look and touch them as a way to revive lucidity whenever it is starting to fail, and it works for some time, maybe more than I ever managed to stay lucid meditating. But eventually the dream fades and I feel my waking body. I don't move and I focus on getting back. I do go back but this time I land on a beach in what seems like ancient Mexico. There are some native ladies in their long skirts tending to some bonfires. I try to get back to my friends, but all that happens is that, like a mirage, a wall and a room within a room, appear to my right, where I can see the place we had just been sitting together, but I don't see them. I try to teleport there by just snapping my fingers and for a few seconds it works, but then I fall back to the beach. Tried again, wemt there a few more seconds and then fell bavk to the beach and the image of the wall and rooms disappear entirely and I can't seem able to summom it anymore. Then some kind of demon appears on the beach from behind the bonfires. It looks like an old womam with crazy hair walking on all fours and all the native ladies run away in fear. But the demon is after me. First I hide behind some shelter made with twigs sticking out from a pit in the sand. But she will eventually find me, so I decide to fight back instead. I fly a bit above the ground and wait for her to come. She has a kind of ax made of bones and I hope to snatch it from her and use it against her, but when we clash, in the middle of the struggle I just grab something else and hit her with it. Not sure what happened to the demon, because she dissapears and in her place come dozens of cave men figures running from all directions. Again I the mirage of wall with a door and I manage to cross it, landing on some backroom shit kind of place. that I feel I've seen before. It actually looks like a really nice office, but I sense a dark presence and know this is not a safe place. I try to cross it quickly, but all it's doors and windows just lead to more rooms. Until I spot a window to outside and focus strongly on it staying that way as I open it. And it does and I manage to reach the outside. Then I enter some normal dream in the time of Portuguese King Carlos I and the story is that he went on a balloon trip and had an accident due to bad weather and is lost in the countryside for 8 days until he gets back .
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