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    1. A couple dreams, mostly a casino with powers, and driving a girl home(sort of)

      by , 09-01-2012 at 08:44 PM (Exterminate)
      I remembered a dream when I first woke up, but I forgot it now.
      I woke up, tried a DEILD and got a lucid dream. Unfortunately it was a short and forgettable one.
      I then tried another WILD, and went into sleep paralysis, kept my eyes closed, but felt myself in my old bed from my old house. I broke out of SP into my own normal bed, and went back into a dream
      Casino, with powers

      Me, my parents, and my brother were at a casino, with our two dogs, and a lot of luggage. I never actually saw my family in the dream, I just know they were present. I remember chasing around a friend from a minecraft server I play on, and then I put on a ring that made me invisible. At this point I walked around and noticed the girls bathroom, I went inside, still invisible. I went into a corner and poked a girl on the shoulder to get her attention. I expected sexy time, but instead she got scared, shouting "who's there!" and backed into the same corner I was in. She squeezed up against me but then quickly stepped back because she felt something that wasn't visible. I try using the ring to phase through the wall, but it didn't work. I pointed it at the sky to fly away, but nothing happened. I willed the ring to take me out of there, but failed again. I walked around the poor woman, left the bathroom in shame and entered the mens restroom because I had to pee. I am standing there going for like 2 minutes, then someone else comes in. I turn to see who it is, but then my stream starts going everywhere! I ask for help, but receive none. Instead of cleaning the mess up I just went to the urinal and finished.

      I woke up, noted my stupidity, then went back to sleep and into the next dream.

      Same casino, helping a girl

      So this girl I know from our church comes up to me and asks me to help her with her car. Not knowing what to do, I spend like 2-3 hours going to the garage and parking cars randomly. I finally get bored and go back into the casino, ask her where her car is, she replies either floor 36, or floor 42, this casino was not that tall... Anyway, we grab our stuff (from the last dream, it is a lot) but leave the dogs there. I get in the passenger seat, the girl gets in the driver seat, and my brother gets in the back. Turns out she wanted me to hold the passenger door closed while she drives home, since it won't stay shut. She offers to pay me $1000 so I say yes, so she takes off. The door proves to be really hard to keep closed, and we come up to this intersection called "Kyante st." and she tells me she was going to have Kyante help her, but he was busy. She drives up to the front of her house, which is like literally 2-3 blocks away from the casino. She thanks me for helping her, curtseys, then goes inside. She didn't pay the $1000, and we were left here, with all of our stuff, having to walk back to the casino...
      I look at the house, and it is a HUGE house, on a culdesac with a few other really big homes. So she is rich, in a rich part of town, but can't afford to fix her car, or pay us the $1000...
      Inside the house I see another church friend, who happens to have a nice, large house irl.
      So now me and my brother start gathering what we had, I look for my jacket that had things in it, I fear I left it in the casino, I find it(Also spotting a radio with earbuds on the dash that I gave to my dad irl, but to this girl in my dream), stuff some things inside, me and my brother both have our hands full with stuff, as the we walk back to the casino, and the dream ends.

      Updated 08-02-2018 at 02:32 AM by 57282

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. Haunted House

      by , 02-19-2012 at 01:56 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Haunted House

      Other dreams I had of this Haunted House later: Haunted House

      I was with one or two friends in a house. I don't know what was going on. Somehow the house was haunted. I left the house and drove away.

      A friend was watching us leave as though from the computer. Perhaps I dreamed that part because I was on video conference last night.

      I went through the city that this friend lived in, and that I recognized as "The Springs" and then remembered more clearly as "Altamont Springs," an actual place in Florida. I was seeing this in 3rd person perspective.

      Then I started going through the down town area. It was like a five-way intersection. There was a festive atmosphere as though it was a tight-knit community.

      Dream Skip

      I'm back at the haunted house. I'm with my friend--I think it is MJ. We are going back to get something out of a room that we had locked up.

      We had to go into a room, then go up a couple steps to open a small door in the back of that room and unlock a sliding lock.

      Neither of us wanted to be the first one to go because it was scary. We were running to get this done as though the sooner we could do what we were doing, the better chance we had that the haunting would not have started, but I was afraid, so I slowed down so MJ could run ahead of me. He slowed down too.

      Some how, he ended up going first. I had locked the place down, so he should be the one to open it back up.

      We got in the building, and I heard my FC T.M. over an intercom saying that we needed to hurry and put in the alarm code or we would hear the most unpleasant sound we'd ever heard. He said they knew how to make the experience very unpleasant.

      I put my fingers in my ears, then I started worrying about a smell that would be horrible and dangerous. It would be part of the haunting.

      One of us opened the door to the room we were trying to get into. There was a small refrigerator and something in front of it blocking access. Dream logic made me have to go to the back of the room to open a door and unlock that sliding lock to get what we came back for.

      I didn't want to go in there because the evil spirit was in this room. I explained how to unlock it, and I got closer to doing it myself, but I never did, nor do I think he actually did it.

      Now we were back to the refrigerator. There as a six-pack of ginger-beer. We had to get them out of the frige and leave quickly.

      I was afraid of a green fog that was going to fill the room. It was going to be like an evil gas preceding the spirit that was going to come get us.

      My friend finally got the door to the frige opened. He was having trouble getting the sodas. Should he get the whole six pack which would be kind of awkward? Just throw them to me one by one I told him.

      He started to, but now we were ready to leave. We ran out and went around a culdesac in the neighborhood. There was a guy with a camera threatening to take pictures of us for doing something illegal. I was afraid, but there was nothing I could do.

      We went around the culdesac and he started taking pictures, but as we left, it wasn't such a big deal.

      ~

      Lion

      A lion trainer let me get near a lioness. We were walking up a flight of stairs and it came up to me. I didn't really feel it, but it rubbed up against me and went all around me. At one point it got on my back.

      At that point, I felt extremely vulnerable, as though it could turn not so happy to be near me and kill me. It got down and stayed very close to me.

      The night before, I'd been chatting with a DV member about cats and how much we love them rubbing up against us.

      Updated 09-14-2012 at 04:28 PM by 41873 (Remembered a dreaf fragment)

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    3. 2011-03-13 | nonlucid

      by , 03-14-2011 at 02:14 PM (Short Stories with Tragic Endings)
      I am in a sort of culdesac neighborhood. I am walking down the street and I see a house with three
      posts in their yard. I go over to them and for some reason decide to take them out of the ground and
      move them. I move each one over a few feet to a patch of mulch. I then walk away fearing that I will
      be seen. I walk up the street a bit then back. I glance over at the house and I notice three people
      sitting on the front porch. Had they been there all along? It is a father and two sons. I see them get
      up and decide it would be best to get out of the culdesac. The father goes across the street to a white
      house and then tells the sons to go after me. I run down the road and, as if there is some sort of
      game screen change, I am in an alleyway of a large town. The streets are thin and surrounded by
      ten foot brick walls on either side. The sun casts a golden light on the whole town. I run through a
      labyrinth of 6-foot side-streets joined by a 15-foot road. It is very complex and confusing but somehow
      I know exactly where to go. I come out onto an intersection of two major roads. I forget about the boys
      chasing me and remember I have to go to class. I see a friend from college and she asks me what time
      it is. I reach in my pocket but my phone is not there. I can feel it under a few layers of clothing though.
      I realize that I'm wearing two pairs of shorts and I reach into the pocket of the shorts underneath and
      pull out my phone. She says "What would you do if you had lost it?". I say that I would have to look for
      it. "How long would that take? 12 minutes?". I say "More like 21". I flip it open and find it is dead. I look
      at the top and it still has the date and time and such in faded gradient and glitchy white text. I put my
      phone away and just say its dead. The next thing I know I am in the room where the "class" is. It is like
      one of those little pre-school rooms. I am in one corner of the room talking to another friend from
      college when the teacher calls us over to the table. I sit down, my back to the wall closest to the door.
      I realize I do not have my bookbag. I hope the teacher doesn't ask for homework. I am sitting next to
      another student who doesn't have his either. The teacher turns our attention to the center of the table.
      There is a cup of what looks like some sort of salsa. It doesn't have much sauce though. Mostly solid
      ingredients. It is somewhat pink in color and looks slightly watery. A girl at the far right end of the table
      gets excited. She knows what it is and loves it. She says a name for it over and over again but I forget
      what it is. It is in some other language and I think it began with an 'M'. Anyway we take out pieces of
      bread and dip it in the "salsa". The girl keeps going on about how sweet it tastes. It doesn't taste like
      anything to me. It is really quite bland. The teacher then tells a story about some tragic event and the
      girl tells a similar story from her own experience.
      I think there was another part to this dream after the
      "class" but I don't remember.