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Dream 1
This happened yesterday straight off of watching The Dark Knight Rises. I was in a train station foyer in a crowd and Bane had hurt a little kid in front of her mother, she was a little black girl and I felt I had to stop him. I ran at him and we fought. In the film I thought his punches had tremendous force and that was the same in the dream.

He pinned me down and I could feel immense force holding me down. I used a shockwave from Transformers:War For Cybertron,while on my back I shot it out of my chest and it got Bane off me. I forgot who Bane's foe was and called for help from The Amazing Spider-Man, another good film. Spidey got him against a wall and started punching Bane, chances are Bane couldn't feel Jack Pitt. I just became lucid not sure when or how.

Dream 2
There was a war on right-handed people at a college. I went home and found a fat woman sitting in my kitchen. I told her that people were against right-handed people. Then I rode on a bike to the college with her on it, I think some people laughed at her.

07.21.2012

Kicked in the Chest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and there's a beautiful dark skinned woman. She's wearing an orange shirt long sports pants, but they are so baggy, she most likely was wearing them to hide her actual curves. I was trying to be nice to her, but when I got closer to her, her face turns from normal to pissed off within a matter of seconds.

I believe she kicks me in the chest and mouths me off, and I'm just resting there on the floor wondering what I did wrong. The dream resets, and I see her again, and it takes a few resets in order for her to calm down.

When I meet her one more time, I told her quickly that I wasn't going to do anything sexual to her at all. She looks at me carefully, but she finally turns around and doesn't consider trying to hurt me again.

She was so beautiful though that it was very hard trying to refrain from being sexual around her. It's like she had a strong sexual aura all over, and it started to become torture for myself if I continued to be around this beautiful and sexy woman.

Ugh.....first time I've seen a woman in my dreams pissed off at me and assaults me, and I slightly feel the pain from it as well....

Why do you have to be mean to little old me? T___T

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07.21.2012

Bike Riding (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's hard to know which dream came first, but a gut feeling tells me the bike riding came first.

I'm riding my bicycle at a section of my University, and maybe 15 feet away from me to my left is a section to lock your bicycle at the bicycle rack. It seemed it already rained, because as I'm riding near the curb before reaching the bicycle rack, small streams of water start bursting out, and the surface was wet all over.

I kept my left foot on the left pedal, and stood up really quick to shift the right side of my body to the left side of the bike. Then I decided to bend down, while still having my whole body on the left side of the bicycle, and then pressed the handbrakes as much as I can.

I finally get off the bicycle, and I think someone tries to talk to me by first saying, "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"

But I ignored them for some reason.

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07.21.2012

Horse Riding and Torso Healing? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My torso feels weird in this dream, it's as if I'm going through stages of getting it healed and stable if that makes any sense?

There's a flash black background with words in yellow font with a red outline I believe that shows how close I am in getting my dream torso region stabilized. I'm also riding a majestic white horse, and it takes a while for me to get used to riding this thing, but I start feeling connected with this horse for some reason.

I decided to put my faith into it that it will carry me where I needed to go, even though I don't know where I'll be going. There was a small rope like material that I would tug a little bit if I wanted it to speed up a little.

I did this a few times, but the horse did not make any changes in its speed, so I tugged it even harder, and it finally complied with my action. I think I rub the horse gently to show that I'm glad that it followed my request for it to go faster.

I can hear the sounds of it beating the ground while I'm resting my head on its warm neck. After a while, the horse stops, and I get off, and someone asks me if my torso was alright.

I said "Yes," and even told them that it was completely healed. They were surprised, but they responded that this was good.

Huh?

I don't remember how this person looked like who asked me the question.

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07.21.2012

Tennis Courts and Indoor Garden? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm with someone, though I'm not sure who they are until later on, and even then, it was hard making a decent glance at them. The person I'm following is already way ahead of me, and I realize that I'm between two tennis courts.

To my right is two men playing, both Hispanic, and both wearing black clothing, or at least some type of dark clothing. It's dark outside, but there's decent lighting inside this weird Indoor Garden/Tennis Courts hybrid infrastructure.

The light sources are at the top corners of the building, like the corners of a square.

As for the guys' skills, they looked like they just play Tennis for fun. One of them literally pushes the ball when serving, or tries to randomly smash it down hard, only to put the ball off in a tangent away the service box.

They both turned around to realize that the tennis balls were outside, and they asked me if I could help they get it. I saw one tennis ball was still inside, and pointed to them to pick that up. They said thanks, and I just ignore helping them get the other one.

There was someone on the left tennis court who could help them, and it looked like their tennis buddy who was picking up the tennis balls for them while they're playing.

When I get closer to the person I'm following, I believe it's my mother. The material that supports the composition of the building is very weird. It's made of a very thin plastic, like when you buy those water bottle packs and try to pierce a hole with your thumb.

(That's actually a bad idea because I recently tried that and I made some weird movement with my thumb and it hurt a lot. :c )

I use my fingernails to pierce the plastic material of the building in order to climb up a little to get some plant or vegetable hanging on top of some small surface. My mother suggested that we go outside to make sure I'm climbing on the right section.

I go down to surface again, go outside, and it looks like I can just jump up or something to get whatever vegetable that I needed.

I don't know why I needed to get the vegetable in the first place.....

07.15.2012

Alyzarin Grinds Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin told me that she grinded me before, and when she told me that, I see what seems to be myelf in first person perspective.

Alyzarin looked like an anime girl, I believe she had light violet hair, green/white panties that were pulled down near her thighs, and she's getting ready to grind my penis.

But again, the dream doesn't go all the way, it only shows me some anime girl near my penis, and I'm not even sure if this is my penis anymore.

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07.15.2012

Giochemistry (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Ha ha ha, way for my mind to TROLL on me. This dream had to happen because I'm worried that I won't be able to get the right courses in for my major. Either my mind is telling me that changing my class to fit my Biochemistry degree is no problem at all when I have to set up an appointment with my adviser, or maybe it's just trolling me.

I'm inside the house with my father, it seems that it's early morning, because the silk curtains covering the blinds aren't emitting the bright and natural lighting from outside. There are a lot of clothes stacked on the couch and sofas in the living room, though I didn't pay much attention to this.

I told my father that I'm ready to go (to go for for what?). He asks me if I'm sure,

"Yes."

Then something came into mind right after I sai that, I had an image of some screen or paper saying that I need to finish one of the few steps before I can register for classes or something. Apparently, all I had to do was giving my home address, probably just the apartment address that I'll be residing this year, and then the system is going to give me options to choose some classes to switch, without setting up an appointment.

The options were:

"Giochemistry" (Lmao, what the hell is that? What's funny is that G is diagonal to "B" on a QWERTY keyboard.....this feels like a mind TROLL

Something medicine, one Genetics course, and something else I can't remember. The Giochemistry that I thought was supposed to be Biochemistry is what caught my attention the most.

I quickly collect my thoughts back again, and I quickly asked my father what's the maximum or latest time he can reach there. Damn it, reach WHERE?

He declared something, but I forget what it was, guess it wasn't really that important. I go back to spacing out by lookng at the screen coming into mind again, and I have to finish this application until 7 something (I don't know if it's PM or AM though, even if the dream setting looked like it was in early morning.

I think I look at my laptop (THERE WE GO, I'm looking at a laptop now instead of seeing things like I'm crazy) for the time, and it's 6:52 something....

I have a little "mini-heart attack", and then I quickly calmed down because it would just make it worse with a worried mind. Then for some reason, something in my mind tells me that I forgot to set my timer an hour back.

What's funny is that the moment I typed that in the dream journal system made by Banhurt, I realized my actual laptop in waking life is set 1 hour after Texas' Central time.....LOL....guess mind isn't trolling on me, I just had to pay attention........yay me for actually making use of the dream!!!!!

Now that I realized this, it's only 5:52 something, so this makes things WAY easier. I believe the dream skips a bit, since entering a few addresses wasn't that hard. But before the dream does that, I remember the section for the addresses involving two planes.

Not airplanes, planes like Astral planes, you know, dimensions and all that totality of infinties....hmm...

I can't remember the two new planes shown to me, and maybe I'm confusing this with "lanes," but still, something tells me these are some kind of dimensional planes I could access in a dream.

By this time, I ignore my father, not worrying if he's waiting for me to get ready. I think I finally switched two classes, and everything is okay.

At least in the dreaming world....not waking life....I hope I can drop and add classes like that so quickly.

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07.15.2012

Running on Track Field (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream setting is set to early morning, no surprise there with homologous variation and all that. (Stephen Berlin's usage of that word in his Youtube videos is starting to become addicting to use now =P).

There's a small boy, and he looks like a elementary/middle school friend I had in waking life. Let's call him Clearance, since I doubt he'll even remember me, or even know about Dream Views. Clearance is wearing one of those sports powerhouses shirts, the ones that are so tight to make you look fit, when it's just there to be some kind of stripper clothes accessory for males. xD

The outfit is red, and he's wearing black and tight long sports pants, I don't even try to look there, just too disturbing. He's jogging a little, adn then he stops a little to walk. The track field is red-orange, with the white marks as lanes.

I think I tell him I can run at a certain pace, and I believe it was either 240+ kmph or 240+ mph. I think Clearance starts running to see if what I'm saying is true. He runs a little faster, and I have trouble catching up to him.

I'm almost catching up to him, but I forget what happens next.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1:

My dad goes completely psycho. We are watching someone's wedding to get ideas for mine and he starts playing really loud music on some kind of device. He continues to do similar things to disturb the wedding and I am very embarrassed. It gets so bad that my mom wants to divorce him.

Then my fiance goes psycho at a fair with my cousin LG, her husband CG, their friends and some co-workers (now that I think about it this dream might have taken place at my work, not a fair). We have TONS of weed. My fiance totally embarrasses me by being rude to everyone, always saying the wrong things and she even crashed her car into 4 other people.

Then we are at a party at my cousin LG's house and there is a huge slip n slide with boats going around it. They laid some kind of paste down on the slip n slide to make the boats stick to the path.

Then I am taking all of these people to the airport. My fiance's co-workers are there talking mad shit on my fiance - saying "she likes drama, she likes gossiping," some other stuff and that "this time she went too far." i have to pay everyone for the damage she has caused and I think they forgive her. One of my best friend's (AC) brother, NC, starts giving me a ton of shit too. He starts talking shit on my fiance and my mom. He wants to fight my mom for something really minor and stupid. I calm everything down again (common theme - in all these dreams I am resolving problems).

Dream 2:

I am REALLY good and hockey and soccer. I am playing a game that is a combo of 1/2 hockey and 1/2 soccer. I score 14 goals in one game.

I don't play these sports in real life so it was kinda fun.

Dream 3:

I am visiting a college and they are having some kind of baseball all-star event. Chone Figgins is there (location looks like the small science quad by Charles Young Hall at UCLA) and he is on the Colorado Rockies. I am hanging out with some cool kids and they trick me into doing a bunch of weird stuff. They get me to do some sort of ritual - I eat a large bowl of what they call bread (it was really just pretzels and some other snacks) then I go to a public shower and put water over my head. This ritual is supposed to turn all of the water into blood (not sure why we wanted to do this). It doesn't work. I am very pissed off because they have wasted 1/2 a day of my vacation to humiliate me. I laugh it off, pretending it didn't bother me, but then I punch one of the guys in the throat (hard, I can rarely throw punches in dreams so this was also cool). I tell him that if he ever pulled shit like that again I would kill him.

He apologizes and later comes up to me scared shitless and says "we can just keep this between us, right?" I say "no problem." I walk around until I find the all-stars again. They are swimming or something. I move on to the all-star football game where the kick-off almost makes it out of the stadium. I almost start playing in the game but I wake up.

Note - Before the shower incident i am running around trying to find the shower and some chick is running next to me, late for class or something. She is very cute. She thinks I am a weirdo for running next to her so I pretended to be racing her in a funny way. I look back at her and say something clever (I am very witty at this moment). It is obvious that she thinks I am cute and says "oh, well hello" seductively. Unfortunately I am in a rush to get to the shower so I just say "hello" back. I have the feeling that it was enough to score with her later.

Date: 07/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 11.12pm

Ok, first off, I slept as usual, then woke up in the night without remembering any dreams. I did this last night so just presumed my intention / auto suggestion to wake for a WBTB was waking me up in my NREM cycles. Anyway, I relaxed, tried to WILD but thought I fell asleep.

Dream 1 - non lucid / FA / lucid

False awakening, I wake up (from a dream I don't remember or never had) in my bed, in the exact same room etc. I start complaining to my bf that I didn't have a lucid dream from my WILD, and he tells me he had many!! I'm pretty pissed off, but ask him how he did it. He says he'll help me, and tells me to hold his arm as we fall asleep. I do, and enter a dream. (Dream within a dream? wtf?) in this dream I am running around a town square, watching people running from giant shark heads that are attacking, but the shark heads barely move, and they have no bodies, they actually look a little like plastic. There is water gushing from them but they are on the street in the middle of the day? I wake up, into my bed. I then tell my bf that I wasn't lucid, and he tries to help me WILD - this part of the dream is really hazy, but I remember slipping in and out of the dream, WILDing and talking to him. Not sure what was a dream and what was real life at this point. Suddenly, I'm in a really vivid dream. I'm stood in a corridor, cream and pale brown walls. I plug my nose, and can breathe!!! Fuck I'm lucid!!! So I laugh like a maniac, super happy that my ADA and RCs during the day have paid off. I first, rub my hands and jesus, this is so convincingly real. I look above me, around me, try to take in as much as I can, thinking to myself 'Remember all of this for your DJ!' So it appears I am in a school, or college of some sort. There are a few people dotted around, classrooms and pictures / notices on the walls. A young girl, with ginger hair exits a classroom and sits on a chair or bench next to the wall, I think she had a book in her hand but can't remember. I want to talk to her but then I realise I recognise her from school all those years ago. She looks pretty pissed off, and I remember I never did like her in school. She glares at me, as if warning me not to speak to her, so I ignore her. I walk along a bit, enter a classroom and a girl sits with a few guys, they seem a bit stand-offish, but harmless. The girl is chewing gum in a really unattractive way, but I ask 'Where am I?' They look at me like I'm crazy. The girl finally answers 'This is a superschool.' I ask what it is called, and she hesitates, like she is unsure. She then stammers a bit, looking at her male friends for help. 'erm... it's.. it's called... Mkat, it's a superschool for boys.' but she sounds really unsure, and there is the same amount of boys as there is girls here. I thank her and leave. I presume when she said MKat she meant the drug? Weird. I leave and walk around for a few seconds, I'm so super happy this is a lucid dream, that I keep giggling and smiling to myself! I decide to rub my hands as a precautionary measure, and then stamp my feet as I remember this being mentioned. My legs wobble and I feel the muscles as I stamp, woah this is so real! I'm so impressed! A friendlier looking girl walks by and I say 'hey! Can you help me?' she smiles and tells me she will get her teacher. Seconds later, an older woman appears. She is friendly looking too, with full grey hair but only in her 50's, she has a name tag and wears a grey jumper over a lilac blouse with trousers. Her hair is shoulder length, she may have had glasses around her neck. She smiles to me, and asks me what she can do to help. I tell her I'm looking for a magic potion drink, remembering TOTM. She doesn't seem to know what I'm talking about, but agrees to help anyway. For a while I keep repeating 'magic potion, a magic drink, it's a potion, blah blah' just to get the message across. She tells me to follow her and walks off briskly, I follow her. As we walk, I notice paintings and drawings framed on the wall. I take a closer look at some, one is a watercolour of a young girl, not too bad but pretty novice painting. The next is something I can't remember, but it's a yellow and orange mess. I note the name underneath is one of my ex bf's names, but with a few letters different. As we walk, students pass us each direction, everyone seems about mid 20's and a little older, all quite engrossed in their college duties. The nice teacher asks me where I'm from, I think for a few seconds then say 'Superland.' I don't know why I said this, but I remember not wanting to say where I was really from for some reason. I think because I could say anything and it was my dream! She nods and smiles, then asks me why I want the magic potion, nosy lady! I tell her it's really important, and someone specifically left it here for me! She asks who, and ur, I sort of panic a little, I hold my face and try to remember the name of the DV member who does the TOTM thread, but I can only think of Gab, so that's what I say. She nods and smiles again, I'm not sure she believes me but she is too nice to say anything. I rub my hands again, still amazed at the real vividness of the dream and then say to the teacher, 'I'm dreaming you know!' I laugh after saying this, it sound's so crazy! And I feel like such a rebel (haha) and she totally doesn't believe me, in a really sarcastic voice she says 'oh, that's nice!' and I say, 'really, I am!' but I can't stop laughing and she kind of looks the other way. For a moment I think of attempting the advanced TOTM, but then I remember it involves jumping on a train or something, so I decide against it. (Doh, I forgot that was last months!!) Eventually we get to a room where some kids are hanging outside, she says 'I'll just go and check if the magic potion drink is in here, please come with me,' and she enters the room. I go to follow, but suddenly a stream of students starts leaving the room, and a loud bell goes off! I get pushed around a bit and fear I'm waking up, so I get out of the way and calm myself down. The students are all rushing out, there's HUNDREDS of them! I get annoyed with my brain for doing this to me, but then think 'hang on, this is my dream, I can get in that room any way I like!!!' I think about pushing through the wall, but don't feel confident enough. Then I think about flying... yes! My next task was to fly properly. So I point my arms above my head (like I'm diving,' and just... fly! It's so easy! Complete control, a bit slow, but it's fine for me. I fly over the heads of the students (they don't notice, or care) and towards the gap in the door above their heads, it's a tight squeeze, and I get a little stuck (got to lay off the sweets ) but I get through, the student's below feel me brushing over their heads and start complaining (Ow! / Get off! / Stop that!) I find this mildly amusing. I land on a grey sofa, and stand up. It's a regular classroom (except for the sofa) and the teacher is stood with 2 young, good looking girls smiling and waiting for me. I walk over, and YES!!!! THEY HAVE THE MAGIC DRINK!!!! Thankyou very much! They present it to me like a trophy, and I grab it, eager to drink! The bottle was bright purple, with a purple lable that had no text but purple colours and shapes. The cap was strange, a bit like a ring-pull, but plastic. The closest thing I can think of is like a plastic milk carton lid, or fruit juice lid, where you pull it off and it's a plastic circle with a line of plastic attached to it. I discard this and peer inside. The drink is a darker purple, with the consistency of fruit juice. I happily take a few big gulps, and shit, this is such an amazing experience. I can actually taste the drink! It's mega sweet, perhaps too sweet for some, but nice to me. It's fruity, and tastes like berries, but with a LOT of sugar. I like it so I drink more, trying to really remember the taste, it's almost MORE taste then real life, my mouth is watering so bad! The teacher and the girls just stand and watch with big smiles. I must look like an absolute looney. I stop drinking and wait to see if I feel any different. I don't feel anything, except - THE DREAM IS FADING! Oh no! I try to rub my hands, and it slows the fading down, but doesn't stop it. I try to spin, but AGAIN I find this impossible. I don't know why but I really can't spin in my dreams. I want to do something, but it's almost like I know this is the end. I wake up, wide awake, and pretty fucking happy. Maybe the magic potion was a dream-ending potion? HAHA.

This was the best dream ever in my life ever. I was wide awake, stayed in bed and tried to sleep but my mind was racing, even shutting my eyes was difficult. After an hour I decide to stop trying and get up and have a cup of tea. I watched the birds playing in the veggies outside, and felt like I really appreciated life after that dream. It was so real, and I still remember that vivid, amazing taste of the drink. I feel like I need to say such a big thankyou to dreamviews, because without this site I would never have had that dream!

***NOTEWORTHY***
I went to college / University years ago
FA, lucid, best dream ever!
Realistic and the drink was amazing
Super awake on waking, perhaps the B6???
RC worked, as did rubbing hands
Spinning never works for me.

07.04.2012

BDSM in the Conference Room Part 1 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

First of all, HELL YES I'm lucid for once, and decent recall too! I'm really really really really really reallllllllllllly pissed at the end though.

I get out of bed, and the house I'm inside of is completely different than in waking life. I believe I'm reading something on the computer. There's a DV member who posted a dream journal entry, but I'm not too sure who it was, just knew it was a male.

It seemed English wasn't his first language, because the flow and syntax was way off. A female commenter wants the person who made the DJ to take out a few things, and the guy basically responds back saying he can't.

He offers to give the lady a different version than what he types. I get off the laptop, and do a reality check.

I can breathe through, and I do this several times to make sure, and I really am dreaming. I stay still for a while, start looking around, and then I rubbed my hands together.

I rubbed them vigorously, and continued to rub the top of my body a little just to get in some tactile sensations. I had some difficulty with the stabilization, but I kept it up with perseverance and stayed calm.

OH, and I counted how many fingers I had on my right hand, six of them. Counted again, six of them again.

It seemed that the problem wasn't really my actual body to stabilize, but my eyes, since I know I tend to bring them close together to where they cause a little strain that could possibly wake me up because I feel that it will wake me up.

I almost lost lucidity, but I kept rubbing my hands declaring,

"I'm going to have a long and stable lucid dream." Seems everything is in check, I walk around a little bit in this small room I'm in, then I decide to get out the door into a dark kitchen.

I see my mother, she's wearing a gray jacket, bandana, and some other parts that I really can't bother to care about in the first place.

I decided I should pay attention to what she's doing in the dream, and I made sure I did more nose plug reality checks to make sure I wasn't going to go non-lucid.

I finally convince myself that I truly am dreaming, and I head out the door, without caring what my mother would say to me. I go outside, and I'm led to an area tha looks a lot like my University. There are a lot of trees, and I see students casually walking their separate ways.

My mind was a little sporadic at the time, but I made sure I kept calm. By this time, I don't think anything could've stopped me from going crazy in the dream. I walk a little bit to take in the environment, and it really is beautiful outside.

I see some guy walking in the middle of the road, but there wasn't much traffic in the first place, but something felt odd about that guy. So what do I do? I wave at him!!!

He doesn't acknowledge this because he looks like he's in his own little world. Guess I didn't have to pretend I was reaching out to scratch my head instead of waving at him.

I start getting a little more confident and not worry about stabilization, and I start building up some running speed. Whie I'm doing so, I get the urge to do hand seals for some random fire jutsu from Naruto, but I ended up trying to attempt a Chidori.

While I was in the process of the doing the hand seals, I tried to imagine the sensation of fire at first, but when I realized it's actually Chidori hand seals, it kind of ruined the outcome for me.

Nothing was manifested around my hand, but instead of feeling sad, I had some random ambition to meet a teacher, preferably my Chemistry teacher.

I don't really have a mental image on who it would be, hell, I didn't even care who the I wanted to meet, I just kept running and running until I picked a random building that I felt that whoever it is should be in. I go inside, and there are a few older adults coming out of the building talking to each other.

I swear both looked like one of my Biochemistry and Biology professors, but I didn't feel like speculating on that, I just needed to meet "this" person. I run up the stairs, and I'm having difficulty going up.

Man, who set the gravity to over 9,000 on these stairs? I continue to go up, straining myself upstairs, not really thinking too much on stabilization, everything is a rush.

I finally reach the top, and I walk around the small hallway, and I see there are some office rooms and conference rooms. I go inside a random conference room.

I see an older lady, I'd say she would be in her 50s. I assume that she'll be my Chemistry teacher that I want to meet. She does the usual crap my mind would create for me.

She tells me that I haven't done a quiz as yet, and that I have a few missing assignments.....

BLAH BLAH BLAH I'M FUCKING DREAMING WOMAN.

I basically block out what she's saying to me, and I rested my arms on her shoulders, and slowly started to grope down towards her breasts.

Not to insult elderly people, but what the fuck am I doing with this poor old lady? Ugh.

I realized that I shouldn't be doing this, because the blinds outside of the room were not down.

LOL, that's PERFECT logic there Link!

I told----no I ordered the lady I'm groping to close the blinds. She's a bit slow, but I can tolerate her incompetence in this dream. To be honest, she was basically a ragdoll like most dream characters in this dream, it's just that she was able to spew out random information on how I didn't do this assignment, and blah blah blah. I slapped her ass and said,

"I'm going to fuck that...."

Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool.

She slowly walks out, and I while more staff members walk down the hallway, they take a quick glance at me and then go their own way. They don't know anything that's going on, good good......still waiting on the lady to close those damn blinds already!

She closes most of the blinds to cover a decent amount of the room so they wouldn't know what kind of "extracirricular activities" we would be doing. A random lady walks down the hallway ask the lady what she's doing, but the same lady just goes back to her own agenda with work.

But instead of closing the door shut with the female, I double checked to make sure all blinds covered all spots. Seems the lady missed a spot. The corners of the window was a bit tricky to use some blinds to cover with. It was at least 3-4 inches wide, which would be enough for people to peek and interrupt us.

Oh, and the blinds were blue, but I really don't give a fuck.

I guess I don't like other people watching me have sex with someone else....hmmm, interesting....but why couldn't I get it into my head that closing the blinds didn't matter!!!

Anyway, I finally have this woman to myself, blinds covering all windows, and then the dream starts to get sporadic and fade away.

I wave my hands frantically at first for a few seconds, then I stopped and just thought that if I'm going to exit the dream, I should just be calm.

I wake up, but my eyes aren't opened as yet, things are still a little blurry, and things go blank.

I AM NOT GIVING UP!!!! PART 2 COMING UP

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07.04.2012

BDSM in the Conference Room Part 2 (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just put this separate because it's a DEILD.

I try to imagine myself back at the conference room again.

BAM!

BACK IN THE CONFERENCE, FUCK YEAH. The elderly lady that I almost ruined is gone....

Seems like a waste huh?

NUH-UH.

Two women are tied up on a table, one had a light green skin color, the other with a normal apricot skin tone, and one of them even had her knees tied to her ankles, and the same goes for her wrists and elbows.

Best fucking moment in my dreaming life.

Their facial expressions were basically like this, at least the one on the receiving end:

The girls were anime chicks, with slightly larger breasts and thick thighs than your average non-anime female. The girl on the table was using her feet and elbows to keep the rest of her body elevated so that the other girl that was standing could start licking her vagina.

The other one that was licking her vagina just had her arms folded to the back and tied up. She had purple hair I believe while the green-skinned one had a darker green tone for her hair.

I was almost in the process of fully entering the conference room, but when I finally embrace this scenario, the dream fades.


FUCK, I WAS JUST GETTING STARTED!!!! UGH!!!

07.03.2012

DV Forum Art (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a member what was afraid about something related to art. I responded to try and make them feel a little better.

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07.03.2012

Lunch with No Utensils (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a fairly huge building that seems to represent a High School, or at least, a Middle School since it felt like one I've been to in waking life, but just with a different layout.

I don't literally go to the cafeteria, there's some kind of table on the side with all sorts of food that looked very enticing. I think there was Lasagna and all sorts of things in front. The problem is, there aren't any utensils available.

There was more food behind, and to get there, there was this small slope you would have to go up to see the rest. The food behind was horrible, I swear I saw dead fish being popping out of a wide gray metal tray with some weird-looking liquid, even with some bubbles forming around the fish.

To the right of me, in the same section behind the fancy food, there's some rice, but the utensil for it looks like someone licked it already. Are you freaking kidding me? I forget who I asked, but my question was if they can get someone who has knives so we can cut and put some of the better food in front on our plates.

They said sure, and I follow them just to make sure they don't disappear. It seems they're headed to the gym lockers, and I'm wondering why would they would need to go there for a knife.

This isn't looking too well for me. I forget what happens next.

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07.03.2012

A Gay Poster (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, maybe not a decent title for this dream.

I'm inside of a lecture room, the flooring has a dark carpet texture, and the walls themselves are shades of blue as well, only way lighter than the carpet itself.

There are some small posters hanging in a horizontal row on the walls. And there were a few on the ground as well, and I think I'm here to help pick the up along with a few other people as well.

I look at one of the posters, two of them in fact, and they're both identical. They have a picture of a female, but I can't remember how she looked like exactly. I think she was wearing a latex suit.

Apparently, there's some words above her picture that assumed she was gay. I wouldn't care about this at all, but I felt like there was a staff member in the next room to the right, and to confirm that, I had a spectator perspective again and saw some old man in classes in the next room.

I start panicking because I want to hide these insulting posters from the man's view if he comes into this room. I quickly look left and right, and I think I find a stapler, and I start covering the poster with the ones on the floor, since they seemed to be more appropriate.

I follow someone again, and I don't know for what exactly, maybe to try and paint over something. You'll see what I mean very shortly. =P

I'm following someone by the name of "Pacify State," and I realize that the person looks like a Runescape Character. Anyway, the reality shifts back to normal again instead of the game, and I believe me or someone else sprayed a section on a ground somewhere outside.

It ended up being a lewd anime spray painting. I think I gaze on it for a while, and I forget what I do next.

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07.03.2012

Scantron Fail & Algorithm (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a Biology Class lecture room, and the professor and his assistants are giving out grades for an exam. I get worried because I have not received mine as yet. Eventually, everyone get theirs, and I get up to go in front to find what's wrong.

The professor, who looks like the prof I had my first semester freshmen year for Biology, holds up a pink exam sheet with a letter grade with a circle around it in red ink. I assume it's mine because I'm the only one who is going up front.

The professor basically calls me out in front of all of these people, and I thought I received a "F" for the exam, and while in that thought process, I cover my face with my hands in shame as I get closer to the professor.

I finally put my hands down, and find the grade is a "C." I felt WAY better seeing that, but even with that, the professor adds more mental injury by declaring that's the grade I would've gotten if I filled out the scantron.

So I guess I only filled the answers on the pink exam sheet and not the scantron.

I literally drop on my side to the floor feeling so many mixed emotions from being pissed, depressed, helplessness, and incompetence.

It really sucked going through this. I think I grabbed the sheet and walked back to my seat with my head down. I don't recall anyone laughing at me, but still, it hurt a lot, because I thought this was real.

Then I believe there's a dream shift, dream reset, or maybe a dream rewind before the event I experienced. I'm back at the lecture room, and I believe I asked one girl to left of me on what's going on in the room.

She declared that apparently, we have an exam tomorrow.

Is it possible to shit bricks in your dream? I didn't know ANYTHING about this, and the day in the dream felt like a Monday.....I was thinking "How is this possible?" and thinking about it now, we couldn't have had an exam if it was technically Monday in the dream. It would have to be on a Wednesday or Friday since this was most likely a MWF course.

I literally stopped where I was, still shocked from this, and thinking how the hell I'm going to study for this exam.

That shouldn't have been traumatic, since I studied at the last minute anyway in most classes. Lmao. Which is why I need to change that this coming semester.

Anyway, the professor declared something related to an algorithm, but he used a different word instead, so I didn't know what he meant. I asked someone what that means, and they said it was an algorithm.

The person who told me this had an Afro, and fairly tall, and looked a lot like someone I knew in High School in waking life. I didn't even bother to speculate why he's at my college if he doesn't even attend on in waking life.

Apparently, when the professor talked about the algorithm, lecture time was up, and everyone started to leave the room.

06.29.2012

She's Yelling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember sitting next to a girl that looked like Ashley who attends my University as well I believe. She gets annoyed at me for something I'm doing.

I wonder why she's annoyed, but I didn't say anything to her, she puts me on the spot.

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06.29.2012

Jason Statham's Lecture On Talent (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I swear I had this dream before a loooong time ago, like years ago, except with a different character lecturing me.....ugh.....or maybe not....

I'm walking down the hall somewhere and Jason Statham is showing me what real talent is. He turns around after both of us walk some distance from the entrance we came into.

He gets his gun and aims it at some random person who basically serves as a dummy to be shot at. He said something about that if you shoot a person in the head, chest, and some other place I forgot, it doesn't mean you're talented.


Ummmm okay, thanks for giving me a Morals and Ethics on Killing 101 crash course.

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Non-Dream Dream

I was able to recall bits and pieces from 5 separate dreams today:

Dream 1: When I woke up I remember thinking "I am not prepared." That is all I can remember.

Dream 2:

One of my co-workers, WW, appears to me looking like Kung Lao from the Mortal Kombat video game. He is very wise.

Dream 3:

I am participating in a sort of corporate olympics for my company. The two events I play in are baseball and basketball. The baseball tournament is a very big deal and I am the star player. Our team goes on to play coaches from MLB. Someone on the team named Chung (fit, bald Asian guy - don't know him in real life) has a baby.

In the basketball tournament I help some crappy player dunk the ball. I eat a Big Mac and some other burgers. The Big Mac has 4 patties and I am allowed to eat them because I am playing basketball (I can burn it all off).

Dream 4:

I am in some sort of college scene in a weird apartment building run by an old lady (someones mom?). The apartment walls are covered in 100's of pictures of all the tenants.

Note - this old lady has appeared in my dreams before but I don't know who she is.

Dream 5:

My current neighbors have a zoo in their back yard. Even though they are my current neighbors, my house is the one I grew up in on Pam Ln. I get into a fight with the neighbors because their zoo animals escape and come into our yard. My cat Vito kills two of them and tracks another over the fence (this was rather comical because this cat is 17 pounds and does not climb fences).

I clearly recall seeing a baby giraffe and two very strange birds looking at me through the kitchen windows.

So i went to bed thinking about visiting The World That Never Was, or Neverland, and sort of thought out how a continuation would play out. Who I would look for and now the places would look....etc etc. I mainly focused on Neverland because that dream was so bizarre. Who knows....maybe the Lost Boys were pirates now.

I'm outside in grassy parking lot next to a brown truck with a couple of people. The guy who owns the truck is a friend of a friend, and he's some kinda drug hustler. I'm very cautious of the situation, and I want to leave before I hear too much or get involved. Just then the guy says "I need some bookends to guard my stuff". Before even questioning "who the fuck says bookends", I'm given a choice of weapons to use to guard his truck. There's a full automatic shotgun, and some long range rifle. He's asking me if I know what they are and how to use them. Oddly enough I had my M-16 with me and told him that I'd be fine with Kasha. The rest of the people leave and I'm left there with one other guy to guard the truck.

I see a truck that circles the parking lot, and there's a couple of guys on the back of it. As they pass by, they eye me and the other guy up and down, like they're looking for trouble. They make another pass, and stop the truck right in front of us. This one guy, couldn't have been older than 18 pulls out this long 22 that's modified into a rifle. He points it at me, and starts talking trash. I placed my hand over the barrel and moved it out of the way, and tried to convince him that he needed to do something else with his spare time. He got out of the truck and pointed it at me again, and I shot him in his right arm. Now they feel like the need to call the cops and paramedics and all that jazz, and I'm running through all the details in my head. Even if it was in self defense, I don't have a weapons permit....so I may be screwed. I'm talking to D's parents about the situation and .....yeah things change.

I'm in a building and there's a lot of people there. Both D's are here, and maybe J. I see a bunch of girls in purple scrubs, and they're looking at me like "don't they know you"? I told them "nah, they're most of my friends have graduated, these are new". Just then on of the girls comes up and yells my name and hugs me......then another and then another. The last one kisses me on the lips, and says thanks. I look over at my friends and say "You see this shit right? All over me....but as soon as I try to make a move they'll shut me down". Hell, I didn't even recognize those girls...the last one was amazing though. Chocolate skin, and eyes that would make you forget the world was even created.

I'm watching a debate between Abraham Lincoln and Elvis Presley, and they're going back and forth and Lincoln says something that Elvis doesn't like. Elvis walks up to him and starts yelling, (he sounds like Ronald Reagan for some reason) and headbutts him in the nose. Then security comes out. They have yellow suits with white rifles that look like M-14's that shoot rubber bullets. I started complaining to a girl who I was with about how I hate that security is a reactionary method that gets worse because of "one guy that had to mess it up for everybody". I think I remember being in a car.......more weirdness ensued, but I don't remember now.

06.14.2012

College Course Suggestion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap from 3 something PM and woke up at 5 PM.

I'm entering a building, and the floor tiles are white. Seems it's raining outside at the moment, or maybe the skies are just gray.

I feel a girl on the left wall in this hallway sitting down, and I assume that since she's sitting down to wait for something, and it seems other people most likely are doing the same in other sections of the building, probably because of the weather outside.

I don't pay any attention to them or the weather though, but I do remember the clouds being gray, guess it's about the rain. The girl herself was blonde, a little chubby and has some thunder thighs, but that's okay.....

More cushion for the pushing right?

Anyway, she has one leg sticking out, and is looking down somewhere, probably on her phone or something. I sit down on the right side close to her, and I basically let things fabricate into some event.

A redhead comes through the right side, and she's wearing beige or khaki pants. She has a nice butt, and I didn't get to look too much at her visage because as she's walking to get closer to me, she was going to sit down to the left of me, her ass expanding from bending down was all that I was paying attention to.

Lol.

I see her face, but only part of it, just profile view, and it seems she's looking to the right, as if she's waiting for someone else to come.

And another girl comes in to sit down as well. She sits to the right of the blonde on the left side, and gets herself comfortable.

I look at her face, and she looks exactly like the Miranda I know in waking life from my college.

"Hey Miranda!"

She responds back, and then I complimented on her hair,

"Your hair looks nice!" I pause for a few seconds,

"It has a glow to it too."

She smiles, but it's apparent that she isn't here for the pleasantries. I was saying it had a glow to it because parts of her hair, especially in the front were blonde, while the rest of it was a regular brunette's color.

She looks at me without feeling awkward, and asks,

"How's Biochemistry?"

"It's going well."

She starts to tell me of a course that I believe she took as well, and recommends I do it too. I asked her,

"Is it (the exams) just a rehash of information where you just go to the lectures and study from that?"

She nods, and I tell her,

"Sweet! Thanks for telling me that."

There's an Asian girl who is sitting to the left of her, and I think she's extending on the same course that I should take. She's telling me of her experience with the class as well.

It was some kind of science class with the course number somewhere between 45-48.

That's all I remember from the nap.

So last night I went to be quite late for a college night (11:30ish) and woke up at 7:15ish, and whenever I do this I seem to have pretty crappy recall

On the plus side, it's been a lovely summers day today here in England! I've been sticking to my one fag a day, which is proving much nicer. I hated being addicted to smoking! I'm aware many people probably would say that if I'm having 1 fag a day then what is the point in not fully giving up, but I disagree personally! To me it's like a coffee :-)

I started my second year of college today, which was pretty good! I have a new, amazing philosophy teacher who has proved very helpful already, and I'm doing an extended project qualification on Buddhism which will be fun too!

Last night, my friend showed me a wonderful video on spirits and chakra, and it's changed my life. Generally, I'm a very happy guy at the moment - it feels strange being this happy after so long of being down!

Tonight, I'm going to set my alarm for 5 hours after I go to bed, as that's proved pretty successful for consistent lucids recently!

Much love to you all, stay happy and love everything!

Calum xx

Sadly, this one's a fragment, which is really too bad, because the premise was cool.
I packed my bags and headed to this new college that sounded kind of cool. When I got there, I went to class, only to discover that we were being attacked by...something. The teacher told me to hurry back, but when I tripped on the way, he stopped in front of me as he helped me up and explained that they were assassins who could alter reality. I was in disbelief, but then he showed me by firing a crossbow after making the two enemies in front of him go in slow motion. It nailed both of them in the heads.
It gets pretty fuzzy after that, I was in a class teaching you how to warp gravity, and then I was travelling through this odd locker room that didn't seem like a normal locker room...
Too bad I didn't remember anymore of it.

06.11.2012

Almost Late for Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have a schedule in my hand, but it takes me a few times to even read it properly. It seems I was just headed out to go to my next class, and from what I read, I had to go to a different section where I needed my bicycle to get there early.

It feels like I'm driving a car, but I'm still riding the bicycle. When I reach an intersection, I have a hard time trying to decide if I should take the late to go left, or take the lane that allows me to go forward or left.

There was some girl riding a bicycle too in front of me, and she's riding it a little bit slower than I am, which irritates me because I'm trying to rush to the next class. She's wearing a Tye-dye shirt with a mix of turquoise and light green, a female's sports shorts, and your basic running shoes I guess.

I think someone, probably her friend, is telling her that someone behind her is waiting for her to make a choice, and she turns to the right to talk to her friend, probably to see who's behind her with her peripheral vision as well.

But by the time she moves over, I'm already ahead of her someone, guess I was too impatient with her. Anyway, I put my bicycle somewhere, but I don't think I locked it because it all felt so rushed.

I examine the inside of the building, and there are quite a few people in here. I look at my schedule, which I'm still have a little bit of a difficulty reading properly, but I believe the room I had to go to was "8o" or "80...." something like that.

I look around the section that has rooms related to the number "8," so I check quickly for the ones with "o" or "0," and I find the room that says "80" I believe. Then there's a slight dream shift where I'm not near that section anymore, and I'm asking a lady who is probably in her 50-60s if I'm in the right class.

She tells me yes, but she said I looked at my schedule wrong, and this class is the one I have to go to AFTER I've gone to the other one.

Sigh......


I forget if I even thanked her for telling me that, I was in such a rush, and now that I have to go BACK because the class I have to go to before this one was in the same building as the one before it.

I don't know how I reach there so quickly, but I get there somehow. I go inside the room, and there aren't a lot of people inside. There's maybe 2-3 lights on in the room, and 1-2 of them are dim a little faded.

The tile flooring is white, and I saw some reflection from the light on a few of them as well. I look around to find the teacher, but I'm seeing most people who look like my age.

But since it was maybe 7-10 people in the room, it didn't take that long to find the teacher. I look around a little more, and find 1 or 2 people are looking at me weird.

Maybe they were looking since we see each other often, or maybe something was wrong with my looks, I wasn't sure. I can't remember talking to the teacher though, it seemed that he/she wasn't even here, and that students were just finding their own seats and waiting.

As I head to find a seat of my own, I see one person having his arms over his head resting face-plant on the desk. Then as I'm sitting down, I realize I have no pants on.

It seems I'm only wearing a short black dress that is only long enough to cover my private parts, barely. So I had to cover them as I'm bending down, and I tried not to embarrass myself by shrugging off the fact that I only have a long black dress on.

And my hair was probably cut as well.

I guess I spent the rest of the dream waiting for the teacher like the other students, or maybe he/she was there already....not sure.

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06.11.2012

Facing Albert Wesker (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm playing Resident Evil 5, but I'm not sure if I'm the one actually pulling the trigger of various weapons, or the game controller.

I assume it's Resident Evil 4 because I see Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar, and I'm controlling them as well. I wasn't cognizant of Sheva's presence until later on in the fight.

Albert Wesker seems to be after Chris, and both are inside a fairly dark house. There's a way out, but Wesker is walking so slow, just to make himself look scarier, that he's blocking the way out. After letting him get close to Chris, I press the buttons to dodge Wesker's attack. I get out of the area, and Wesker continues following me.

Now Chris is at some offshore military base, and then I realize there's an option for Sheva to "wait" or "follow" Chris. By now, I guess I'm just playing a video game in the dream. I move Chris to a dead-end so he can turn around and start shooting Wesker with a pistol.

Wesker takes a few hits, and he starts to get closer, and I make a dash past him, and the game prompts me to dodge his attacks again, which I do with ease. I go to the other side, turn around, and keep doing that a few times.

Then Wesker starts to form into something even more dangerous. He just looks weird, certain body parts more bulged out than others, but I keep shooting him, this time, with a Sniper Rifle.

It seems to work a few times, but after more shots, either I'm horrible at aiming, or he's immune to these types of gunshots.

I try to calm down and keep shooting, but now he transformed into something completely different. He turns into a 3 headed red dragon.

Wow.

One head looked like a horribly drawn cartoon dragon head, and the other two looked very realistic and 3D. I believe the cartoon head was in the middle or on the right (left looking from my view).

I really don't know what to do anymore except to keep shooting with whatever I have, and to make sure Sheva is getting damaged either, because if she's gone, game over for me too...at least that's the logic I believed in this dream.

This 3-headed red dragon is impervious to my weapon's bullets, and after a few seconds are trying to dodge it's attacks, along with making sure Sheva is okay as well, it starts to float.

But it's not that type of floating that leads to flying, it's floating like it's some kind of jet machine or something. I wonder why it needs to be floating, but it seems it's doing that so it can activate the turret contained in one of the heads.

Ummmmmm......


It starts shooting sporadically at us, and Sheva takes a few hits, and I could tell because through the HUD Screen, her health was a yellow, and I didn't have any First Aids to help her get healed to Green Level.

When everything seemed hopeless, someone comes to the left manages to inflict pain to the dragon with their weapon. Chris' face was looking at the ground crouching a little, because I thought I would die since I can't find a way to kill this thing.

The same person who came in to save us was Jill Valentine. Her outfit was a mix of her wearing the cap from her B.S.A.A. outfit from the Spencer's State episode and the rest of her body was covered with the outfit she wore when she boards the Queen Zenobia.

The outfit on the right is the one she wore, and the cap is probably what she wore as well on the left, but I'm starting to believe she wore the blue beret instead.

I don't know how I was able to quickly tell it was Jill, but her presence makes the fight less difficulty. I believe another person came to help kill this dragon as well, but I couldn't see their visage.

All I remember is that they were clothed with a very bright red outfit, most likely a dress, so it had to be a female, or a cross-dresser, but I high doubt the latter was possible.

That's all I remember.

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06.11.2012

Staged False Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

At first, it didn't make sense, but after everything was being analyzed again, these people were very clever in staging a false murder.

I can't remember all the details, but most of the dream took place inside of a house. I guess it was a party or a hang-out of some kind, and after a while, a few people had to go already.

Now for a huge dream shift, because I can't remember why it feels like I'm watching a movie where they explain everything. Apparently, those same people who had to leave early, they were the same people who staged the false murder. They stained the pillow from a bed with some red substance to imitate the look of blood, and did all sorts of clever things.

That's all I remember.

Dream Fragment - "Clavines (?), a warm drink made from strawberries. (I sure wouldn't drink that! ) Posting on DV, littlezoe."

Just A DC [MILD]

I was at my old middle school, but I perceived it as my community college, and I was walking around in the hallways after a class with O. I saw this girl I used to know named AB, and then I became lucid when we were walking out of the front doors and I was asking O what he wanted to do. He said he would need to go home and take a shower before anything, and I realized that I actually still had a class to go to anyway. I turned around and waited outside the door with J, who was apparently in this class too. I lost lucidity around this time, and I don't remember much about the class except that I think it might have been an English class and it was over extremely fast. When the teacher let us go, it came back. I was walking out of the same front doors with J this time and laughed as I noted O coming back in. Still sort of in a transitional mindset, I turned to J and asked him "Is this our dream?"
"No." Well that was blunt. He started talking about something else, but I already knew I was lucid at this point and I know that J is one of my friends with the capacity for real conversation, so I wasn't putting up with this.
"Wait, why not?"
"Because it's your dream."
"Oh, so it's not a shared dream?"
"Nope, I'm just a... uh, D...C?" He looks at me inquisitively. I love that the fact that he doesn't know dream-related terms carried over into his personality, despite how aware he was.
"Yeah, 'DC'." I pause and look around. This whole time we'd been walking away from the school, first through the parking lot and now over a nearby field. I turned to him again. "Well then what do you want to do?"
He starts off a sentence with "Well, normally I...", but then the dream starts fading away. I heard more of what he said at the time and I'm pretty sure I even comprehended it (I think it was something to do with running?), but I can't remember it now. Everything faded to white, and I woke up.