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I was wandering a city at a dusk. It was empty - no people, no cars - just buildings and trees. It was warm, there was a beautiful glow on everything. I jogged through the park and got close to some flats. I felt that there was some kind of danger waiting for me, so I took a different route, and ran back to the streets. I caught a bus and entered it. There was a pretty woman inside - she had dark, arms-lenght hair and was wearing a purple blouse and green jeans trousers. I sat close to her, we talked for a while and then we had sex. In the end she said "It was a witch that forced you to do this!". I left the bus at next stop, and jogged for a while.

A flying dream. Haven't had one of those in a while.

I'm flying in a overcast sky, with green rolling hills under me. I'm flapping my arms but it feels wrong and clumsy. Slowly it's like my joints move and change, and I feels like my arms turned to wings, and I can feels the movement of the new joints and muscles, I soar up again, lifted by the wind. I reach a house on a bigger hill, with a circonvoluted garden full of nooks and cranies and tiny ponds and waterfalls. It starts raining and I fly inside before my wings turn back to arms. There's friends of mine in there, and I meet up with them. The house is old and musty, strangely elongated with narrow corridor but very high ceiling and windows. We have to swich in light as the outside is dark with the storm. The wooden floor creaks. The rain stops, and we go out to steal something from a bad man. We go inside his tower and climb inside a lift. The bad man sabordage it and it start to fall. I crawl out of it to reach a button that will stop the fall, and as I reach it I tell my friend to jump to cushion the fall. I slam the button and feel the pecuniar sensation in the pit of my stomach that happen when a lift stop suddently, and I'm lifted of the ground for a second. My friends and me run out, fightinh our way through bad guys. I'm carrying a hammer, but my blow are so weak I can't seem to hurt my opponent, and my friends have to save me a couple of time. I reach the bad man owning the place and jump on his back.

Spoiler for stop! hammertime:

I bash is head in with the hammer and his skull crack like a egg. I have to pry the hammerhead out, the bone grinding against itself with sickening sound. I can see inside his head, it's very dark and looks mostly empty, with a strong smell of cold, congelated blood, and a feeling of stickyness.

After that we go in a restaurant and we are served a big roasted turkey. I get some breast, golden crispy skin, juicy with meat over thin ribs bones. I bite through it, bones and all. It's hot, juicy, savory and salty. I have no trouble eating the bones; it had a nice crunch to it and a lot of flavor. The meat itself is melt in your mouth tender.

HAving bad back aches shot my recall to hell, but ELi helped me remember this one.

I'm in a city close to the sea with a couple of friends. W're talking about something being dangerous in the water, right after I got out of it. We're not on a beach; we're on a street with large cement paving that goes all the way to the sea like the edge of a canal. (typing this I remember a dream that happen in a place very similar, but at night, with a layer of snow everywhere. I was the same sea canal and same open archway better fitted for giant that for men.) The's a flotting line in the water delimiting the secure zone, but it's barely 55cm aya from the border of the canal. It's very sunny, and have the kind of dry heat of summer. I point out to my fried the border, but she says "that could as well not be here, for the goid it makes." I can see here point, so we drop the subject. We start walking along the streets, passing stores. We stop in front of one shopwindow: it's displaying a live-sized anime doll, with a lot of accessories and options presented with it on shelves. It makes me feel slightly incorfortable, but my friend get in the store and I don't want to way outside so I follow. Inside there's all sort of things: right in front of the entry it's cat-sized fantasy animals, somes very anime inspired, other more realistic. There are alive and breathing, but they stay on the shelves without moving, eyes blank. deeper in the shop are the anime dolls, both male and female. Like the animals, they are alive, but soulless. All the way to the back, This dolls look exactly human, and I'm creeped out. My friend start elbowing each-other and making exited comments about a male doll; he looks like a boys band member, young, pretty in a inoffensive way, with a stubble to get him more rugged, but shortn carefully gelled hair and a open collar shirt. I find him bland and say so, but my friend just titter. We finally get out without buying anything, and we split up. My closest friend and me take a taxi to another part of town, it's looks very similar to the one we just left. As we pick up our shopping back front the car, I realize that our driver is the same doll model that the one we saw in the shop, but he doesn't look soulless; he's rather quick witted and funny. When he seem my open mouthed stare, he winks at me. I hurry up to catch up with my friend, wonderring what the hell is going on.
We meet up with someone dressed in rags and flowing robe, he's here to reveal things to us. We have to jump in the water for that. My friend, the same that told me the water was dangerous, strips off to her bathing suit and jumps in behind the ragman. I jump with them, the water feels too warm, but it does smell like the sea. We swim a little a reach a wirlpool. We have to swim in, and it drops me in a house. I recognize it as my house, even if it doesn't look like the real deal at all. It's seems to be build of with wood and angles, with a lot of stairs and ladders going into small rooms. I climb up a ladder to go to my bedroom, but once I'm up there I realize that we reorganised the house and it's now my little sister's. I get back down and looks for my room, but the ragman reappear and I remember that I was supposed to follow him. We get out of the house and jump in another wirlpool. We're in a cave lits with colorful spots. They're a lot of thoses living dolls here, both animals and human, chatting together.

The more I typed, the more I remembered, but that was a confused mess allright.

Disturbing part in spoiler.

I'm in a industrial building, all cements and metals staircase. It's nighttime outside, but the inside are lit with harsh neon lights and green night light. I'm with a brown haired, thin woman, a little taller than me; the light make her looks sick, and put emphasis on the dark circles under her eyes. The air is cold and damp, the kind of atmosphere that seep into your bones and chill you for hours. We're headed outside, but a man cross our path. He's not very tall, but very charismatic, with brown hair and very white skin. He wears a crisp white shirt, without any wrinkles despite the late hour. He makes us walk to a lower part of the building, into a big room divided by metal fences. He makes us enter one of the small room delimited by the fence. There is a medical chair in the middle, with straps to keep the head, arms and legs in place. He straps the woman in, and she starts to shiver.

Spoiler for here go my lunch:

Then he produces a long straight razor with a mother of pearl handle. It glitter in the neon light, like his teeth when he smile. He use this razor to slice of part of the woman head, it go in and out like a hot knife in butter, and take the piece in his hand, inveilling her brain. There isn't any blood. Just her brain, that looks green in the light. I can see with chirugical precision the skin of her head, then the bone of her skull, then the differents membranes that warps the brain, and the brain itself, with the circonvolutions neatly cut like a anatomical picture. It shine wetly in the light, pulsing slightly. He dump the piece he already cut and slice a bigger one, all the waiy throught her nose and cheek; I can see the inside structure of her skull, the pink of the gums and tongue, the muscles of her faces perfectly cutted. He gently push in what's left of her frontal lomb inside the skull , showing a small patch on the surface of it where the brain of the woman seem to have rotten oway into a powery, gray-green mildew. it's small, barely larger that the blade of the razor, with irregular border, and it's maybe two millimeter deep; it's hard to juge with the mildew. He tells me "that's why I have to do it, you see." Her brain seem greener around the rotten area. It's a surealist butchery, a bloodless carnage. He keeps smiling.

I get out, down another staircase, to the parking lot under the building. Once I'm outside, I start running. There are other people in the parking, trying to get away as fast as possible. A man walking in see me running and turn on his heels, running too. We pass a couple of garbage collector, one telling the other that he gt sick and now he can smell everything in the garbage bags, "from cambell soup to kitty litter." The street are lit with city light and colorful neons, the road go uphill. The ground is slick with a recent rain, the sky pitch black. Lots of commerces are still open, spilling lights on the sidewalk. I keep running, past a laundromat covered in white tiles and a chinese restaurant with red and black paper lanterns.

I only got lucid for a few moments throughout this dream, but my lucidity never stuck. I suspect it was because I wasn't sleeping very well throughout the night, at least not enough to get fully lucid.

I was in this little town or city, not unlike my hometown in Michigan. This city has little stores, nice middle class neighborhoods, and just all around a pleasant place to be. The sun was just about to set, as I was talking with some friends of mine from college. We were talking about nothing in particular, when all of a sudden hell breaks loose. Zombies started overrunning the neighborhood, and quickly too. I saw panic among my friends as they had never dealt with this experience before, many of them were captured and eaten by the zombies as these zombies were not your typical "shamble along with a gimp" zombies but instead "sprint at you 28 days later style" zombies. A smaller zombie, which I had guessed to be a young boy turned zombie, began to run at me to try and get me. It was here that I became somewhat lucid as I started to hover above the ground just enough so he couldn't get me. I could tell that I wasn't fully lucid or couldn't fully grasp that this was a dream, because as I continued to try and stay afloat, I would find myself sinking to the ground. While I was in the air, I began to witness the true chaos of the situation. These zombies had great agility and speed, as I saw them jump to great distances, on top of buildings, to get at people.

-rewind-

I'm back at the beginning again, dusk leading to night in the small town, and chaos had yet to happen. This time I was inside one of the nice family homes, talking again amongst friends about nothing in particular. I remember recounting the events that had happened before the rewind, so my goal was to convince these people that they need to leave the city now, or find shelter for the inevitable zombie invasion. None of the people took me seriously, and shrugged off my warnings. I figured I would get supplies around to at least prepare for the impeding apocalypse. I had gathered food, weapons, and supplies, ready for the attack. And just like I had predicted, zombies started charging the walls of the home, smashing windows and doors to try and get at the citizens. I had to fend off a few zombies with what weapon I had, and survive...

-rewind-

Again I find myself inside a home, before shit goes down. This home is different, and has a basement that leads to the back yard. This home, however, was being raided by police for some reason. I did not care about a possible crime being committed, all I cared about was convincing the police officers to prepare for the worst. I frantically tell the police to release the suspect they had in custody, and to prepare for an attack, but they had no intention of stopping their assignment. Finally, I just gave up telling people how this is the third time I've seen shit go to hell, and started preparing to protect myself, hoping others would follow. I remember being in the basement of this home, crouched beneath the windows the cops were shining their lights into. I remember seeing the silhouettes of the police as they were checking the perimeter of the home one moment, and then next being swarmed by a horde of zombies. The growls, screams, and the tearing sound of flesh filled my ears as I waited for my moment to strike.

I woke up

Semi-decent WBTB gave me good viviness but zero lucidity. Let's try that again shall we.

I'm with my mother in her car, and we're traveling through the contry. It's very peaceful, everything is sunny and the forest are lush and bright, deep green. We talk about someone I'm worried about IRL*, and on cue we're trying to get out of a hospital parking lot. It takes some maneuvers but my mother manage to get us out and back on the peaceful road. We reach a small twon, build on a steep hill. All the house are in old, weathered beige stones, with red tiles roofs and accent of potted plants and bright drapes. The road are paved with stones of the same color that the houses. Some of the houses are linked together with small aisles and overpass, it looks lit the town grown on itself over the years, becoming quite maze-like. I walk in a house and go up some stairs to enter another house, where the very old owner agressivly throw me out. I smell smoke, and see that the town hall is on fire, emitting a thick yellow smoke.
There are children running from it and firemen running to it, I join them to steer the reimaining children away. One of the fireman thanks me, and ask for my help to do the same with dogs trapped inside. The smoke is suffocating but I try, and soon there's dogs running everywhere. I don't recognize any of they breed, but some are clearly overzised. One of them, lanky in build with dark shaggy fur take a liking in me and follow me around, giving me doggy kisses and rubbing against me.

*The engineer I worked with during my training period. He gave me some new recently and things aren't easy for him.

July 13th- A youtube star that is short and lip syncs music was on a webcam video in front of me and he wanted to hang out but I didn't want to so I left. I came to a kitchen and my friends and I were cooking food. I put in 10 nuggets into an oven when I only wanted to put in 5 nuggets. 1 nugget fell off and caught on fire. I walked into a darker room off of the kitchen where there was a table with plates of food and my friend Jason was sitting there. One plate was mine that had a lot of food like vegetables that I didn't want. A guy named Jim was there and he sprinkled weed on some rice that was in an oval shaped bowl. I said that I didn't want to be high before class and he said that the weed didn't affect him.
Then I was sitting at some outside bar place that was in downtown Richmond, Virginia at night. A pregnant girl from my high school named Kaitlin was there with one of my friends AK. She was talking about something and someone mentioned another pregnant girl named Haley and then she appeared. Kaitlin was stretching and sort of floating in the air because of AK and said that she'd have a miscarriage from moving like that. She started passing gas so I moved away disgusted. She said that she didn't smell that bad. Then a bartender asked if we wanted some drinks form behind us. I turned around as AK ordered a root beer which came in a plastic mug then. I asked what he got and then I got a coke. I looked at a menu that was hanging above our heads behind us and it had cost $2.01 which I was upset about because of the extra penny. I turned to my left and asked for coins from another friend named Alia which she gave me so I started counting it out.

July 14th- Something about Show Choir in Atlee high school.
Sitting in a hotel apparently waiting on a girl to come to stay with me but I don't know who it is. I'm in fear that it is a catfish. I go over to a computer to contact her. Now I'm in a hotel room looking her up when I see a text in a chat room on my computer screen that says "row row row your boat" and something like "should I bring the water." I immediately sense danger as I turned around to run out of the room. To the left is a bathroom with a man standing in a doorway. He's wearing jeans with a brown shirt. His head is shaved with a five o clock shadow beard. He's white. I start screaming "help" very quickly and loudly as I run for the open doorway but he grabs me and my screams become muffled and the dream fades to black.

July 15th- I was at Rockbridge younglife camp. Well, that was the location anyways. I remember I was talking about getting back into Younglife and I was going to the gathering. It was held down at the lake in some cramped inflatable thing. I remember crawling out and thinking of squeezing like taking a dump. Sure enough, someone points out that I had actually crapped myself. I started to think my return to Younglife is ruined as I'm up the hill now where tall futuristic buildings are. Then, there was some sort of discovery where I was in a beam of yellow red and purple lights that made some sort of an epic tunnel of light in front of me. There was some voice saying that I had unlocked something and then I thought it was a phoenix sort of mount from World of Warcraft that I was supposed to keep hidden from other people seeing.

July 16th- There was a lot of waking up before my alarm. The concept was something to do with Super Mario World and getting on a certain platform at the right time, the right time being when my alarm was supposed to go off. I forget what I was doing right before I woke up but it was finishing a process like finishing the telling of a story or something of that matter. It was the right/ expected time for my alarm to go off.

July 17th- The scene was this space that seemed to go on forever in the background. The immediate area was an arcade with different dark consoles like racing games, a sort of pong game, and this game where you had to time going between swinging ladders. I played the ladder game for a little bit.
The entrance was a path that led onto a beach with the ocean in the background. There were various groups of people spread out on the beach. I looked to my right down the beach and it stretched for miles in the sun. I said something like "it's so beautiful here." I was in the water but I was focused on a phone charger that was tangled. I was thinking that there were a lot of things holding me up from enjoying the beach. I went back to the sand to put my China phone down somewhere not sandy. I had a boogie board, some shirts and shoes, so I was placing my phone in various locations testing it out. Finally, I turn around to enjoy the beach, but the right side was now in the shade because it was around 6. My view went to the ocean as I thought that maybe sharks could've come and attacked someone. I decided that though there were at least 15 people in the ocean, I wasn't going back in since a shark would pick me to attack. So, I walked left down the beach which only stretched about 20 yards. At the end was a doorway opening to this room that was made of dark wood. It had doors coming off that had different numbers/ symbols on it. There was an asian guy with me now. I was asking him about the cost of a room. He was saying that no one had staying in the rooms for a while but they were expensive because in the background was the classic Shanghai skyline. My view went back to the ocean/beach where I wanted to take a picture of the skyline but I noted the air pollution was too bad.

As far as I can remember the dream began with me being chased by something or someone inside of a big building. Once again its dimensions were not from this world, it had 6 or more elevators in the middle and an absolutely exceptional spacey staircase. There was stuff and garbage lying all around and in order to get to the lower levels to escape I had to remove the garbage, for whatever reason. I apparently couldn't use any stairs, or didn't have the idea. Eventually I arrived at level 2 in an elevator, and realized something odd about the dream, pinched my nose and realized I was dreaming.

The elevator opened to a maintenance shaft, through which I floated instead of crawling. I turned around once, not sure why, but the path behind me did not change at least. I exited the building but was still rather high above the ground, a dangerous or deadly height for a normal human. I thought about turning into Ryuuko, so I did that and glided down there, the place was somewhat industrial yet rural. While flying I saw myself from behind for a short moment, and again Ryuukos scales were mostly green, this time however the inner parts of the wings were a flashy blue. I looked at my hands, I could see the claws but the proportions were off, the fingers had totally wrong lengths, which I could fix however. While they were largely covered in green scales, the insides of the hands looked rather human in color if I remember right. I landed on something container like and I thought about trying to breathe fire, but remembered I didn't have the skill and needed some skill points from quests and the likes to enable it. There were a few people close by (I think they wore cloaks or something along those lines), so I tried talking to them but when I was asking for a quest I suddenly couldn't talk anymore and woke up with a rather dry mouth. Meh.


Well, I tried to stabilize a little with my mind but I think I should've paid it more attention. Also next time I turn into Ryuuko I should try to not just adapt to her body, but her mind as well. In the beginning of the game there'd be no way she'd just go to random people and ask them for a quest. Next time around I should ask the game, the dream itself for a quest or something like that. Also the transformation was not complete again, I forgot to add the 6 tentacles on her back. Also I was obviously not in Cardia, so I need to fix that next time as well.

So, I won't be able to smoke anything, for a little while, so my recall is already kicking back in (which will probably mean taking much more time to write out my entries, but I'll do what I can). I also need to find a thread I read a few days back, about a DV member proposing a WBTB method where you do some logic puzzles, while awake, to keep the logic center in your brain slightly active, when going back to bed.

I intend to thank him, because I've tried it twice, in the past 3 nights, and have gotten lucid on both nights! I just can't seem to find the thread, but I will keep looking. Anyway, I've had some pretty crazy ones, in the past couple of days!)

10/23/2014
"Inception-Style"

Spoiler for Short Version!:

Summary:
After our failed attempt at a round of sex, a girl presented an Inception-like device, through which we (as well as the other friends hanging out in the house) could share a dream. I became lucid in this 'secondary' dream world; did some supernatural acrobatics and a DBZ power-up; met a two-faced man; had a battle with some powerful entity (that I don't remember) and embarrassed myself, numerous times, with powers that wouldn't work properly.

There was a girl with me. I believe it might have been my ex, MJ, but I'm not sure. We were in an apartment or small house, with a few other people and a couple of kids. She and I were alone, though, tucked away in some room and about to have a some discrete sex, but she had to get up and take care of something, before getting started. When she walked out of the room, another girl came in and immediately began seducing me. My previous companion and I weren't really a couple, in this dream, so I began fooling around with this other girl, but we never ended up going too far because neither of us had protection. After a little more anti-climactic foreplay, we went out into the living room again, and hung out with everyone who remained in the house.

After a few minutes, the girl that I had most-recently been with said that she wanted to try something and disappeared into the bedroom again, emerging with some sort of device in tow. She explained that it was some Inception-like device, and would allow us to share a dream. Each hose that came out from the device was topped with four-pronged syringes, which she stuck into our arms. I was a little apprehensive, but it ended up not hurting very much. Before long, we were all passing out, and the scenery transitioned.

We were now in a wooded area and surrounded by beautiful, autumn colors. Specks of red and orange leaves covered the grass, fallen from the thin, scattered trees, and we took a while just soaking in the scenery. There were a few locals running around, but they didn't pay us much mind. Everything was just beautiful, though. The environment almost seemed ancient, or at least Feudal-Japan-esque.

My 'crew' and I were apparently searching for something [color](though I have no idea what)[/color], and I remembered that we had to go into the dreamworld, to get it. Looking around, I realized that I had been thinking I was still in the waking world, but also that we had all just taken the dream serum and went to sleep. So, I wondered, did that mean I was already in the dream world? But, then, I thought about the dream serum itself - how absurd that was. I figured that that meant all of this might have been a dream. Everything was just so vivid, though. I couldn't be sure that I was dreaming, as I felt completely grounded in reality. I tried toying with the gravity a bit, and leaned backward as if I was going to 'force' myself to not topple over. It didn't work. I lost my balance, stumbled a bit and fell on my ass. Figures. Slightly embarrassed at this, I got up and continued to walk with my group, about to give up on the idea that I might be dreaming.

Giving it one, last try, I took a slight hop into the air, using every bit of my concentration to 'pull up', before coming back down. My feet fixed themselves above the ground, hovering just about a foot over the leafy terrain. I was flying! "Ah...there it is..." I said, smiling and fully-lucid. For the next minute or so, I did some superhuman acrobatics and parkour in this lovely, wooded area - performing high, twisting somersaults and short-range flying/floating up into the treetops.

I began to notice there was a commotion going on, with the locals. A group of men came running passed, saying that they were under attack by some powerful, unknown entity. I don't remember much of the frenzied briefing they gave, but I told them not to worry, seeing as how this was my dream and I was now in control. To prove it (more to myself, than to them), I raised one foot and then stomped it down on the ground, yelling "RRRRAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" and expelling a massive burst of energy out, in all directions, DBZ style. The men recoiled as the wind blew them backward, nearly off their feet. It was then that I could see that one of the men actually had two faces - his normal face, and one that was kinda 'stuck' to the left side of his head. It was slightly gruesome, and very surreal.

Content that I had a good level of control, I prepared to do battle with whomever it was that was soon to be approaching our position. Figuring I could use a little DC help, I asked if any of the strange men had any 'dream control' powers of their own. I then realized how pointless my question was, and just went off to find my unknown opponent figuring that any DC, who wanted to help, would tag along.

Unfortunately, I don't remember anything about the battle...

We were soon coming back to the previous area, and I was talking to the DCs about lucid dreaming, just to see their reactions. I tried to show off a little, by doing the 'falling back' thing, again. It still didn't work, and I fell....again. They laughed and me, and I have to be honest when I say it upset me a bit, even though I was still lucid. I tried a few other tricks, but my 'powers' seemed like they were starting to leave me. 'MJ' finally showed back up, around this time, and said that we had to get back to where we originally started, as the dream was about to end. She led the way and we began walking back to the starting point of the dream (The rest of the crew had disappeared, by now, and it was just 'MJ' and I.) I noticed that she was moving faster and faster, among the trees while she led, and I was finding it hard to keep up. I attempted to use some lucid super-speed, to catch up to her, but everything just felt so realistic. I couldn't control the dream anymore. No matter how hard I tried to 'rush' ahead, I could only run at normal speed.

Finally, I realized that I didn't really need to 'go' anywhere. I could just exit the dream from wherever I wanted. Figuring that the dream may have been going so long that it might be tough for me to remember much of it, I woke myself up.

10/15/2014
"Mercenaries, Wolves and Savages"

Spoiler for Short Version!:

Summary:
From out of the frying pan and into the fire. I found myself trying to escape a military facility. After fighting my way passed the soldiers and their arms; as well as a pack of feral wolves; I wound up being chased by indigenous people, living in a huge hole in the earth, whose most treasured artifact I had the overwhelming urge to steal on my way to safety.

There was a vast military facility, set in a rocky, mountain terrain. An acquaintance and I were seemingly prisoners or captives on this base, and were sneaking around the yard in an attempt to make our escape. Our captors were more ruthless mercenaries than your standard soldier, and we knew that being caught again would mean certain death.

It didn't take long for the base to go on alert, upon realizing we were no longer where we should have been. Everywhere, squads of these men were mobilizing and searching frantically for us. One the closest end of the base was a wall with a framework of openings, but on the other side was a wide-open clearing, for miles. We could already hear the helicopters beginning to circle. We would be sitting ducks out there. The only way to safety would be to make it across the compound and to the opposite side, where the geographic conditions were much more conducive to escape.

Unable to keep ourselves hidden for much longer, we soon found ourselves sprinting and scrambling through the yard, dodging machine gun fire so close that I could actually feel the bullets tearing through my clothing and brushing my skin at times. Turning a corner - after having lost my companion, somewhere in the fray - I saw a large, metallic object wheeling itself around a nearby building. It was a tank, and the turret was already beginning to rotate in my direction. I broke into a lateral sprint, running as fast as I could, toward the closest structure. It was one of those moments where time stands still, and you're in just such utter terror that you are absolutely, positively sure you are going to die.

I heard the tank fire the shot, just before I was able to reach the corner. Luckily, the shell flew just a few feet behind me. I could sense it as it passed me before exploding, harmlessly, about a dozen yards away.

Still on the run, I happened upon an enormous crevice that led down into the ground, just outside of the military compound. It was a great gash in the earth, about the length of a large yacht, and it was apparently the entrance to a network of caverns which stretched deep below the surface. I climbed down to lower passageways and attempted to wait out my pursuers, thinking that I might have enough concealment down here to successfully get away. Then, I saw a silhouette on the wall. It was a wolf. A very large wolf. It was sniffing its way around toward me, but I was out of its line of sight and it hadn't yet noticed me.

Quietly, I began climbing back up toward the surface, out of the path of this beast, and started to weigh my dwindling options. Poking my head just above the surface, I was met not with the automatic weapons of the mercs that I believed were still searching for me, but with the sight of about five more wolves, sprinting down out of the nearby mountains and directly toward me at breakneck speed.

Frantically, I slid back down into the crevice and to the lower level. The wolf was there waiting, and I ended up having to fend him off with my hands, grabbing his snout as he lunged and grappling with him just long enough to slip away before the others could descend into the cavern behind me. (I think I killed it, but I'm not sure.)

Continuing further and further down, and just as I was beginning to feel that I had rid myself of the ferocious wolves, I found myself dropping into a wide open 'room' within the cavern. It was about the size of the underwater cavern in my dream from yesterday. This time, though...it was full of people. Primitive, indigenous people, who seemed as though they had been living here for eons. A lost civilization. And they all immediately stopped what they were doing and stared directly at me.

I was standing on some kind of pedestal or shrine, and surrounded by precious artifacts. The centerpiece immediately caught my eye: a large, gem-encrusted plate, in the shape of a skull, which looked like it had come straight out of an Indiana Jones movie. Suddenly, the air turned hostile, and this entire tribe began converging angrily upon me. I was off, again, instinctively grabbing up the skull-shaped relic and dashing off of the pedestal, running through the caves while they gave chase. Some of the natives also dealt in magic, because the last thing I remember is hoping from ledge to ledge while a handful of them threw glowing, blue spells at me, which exploded into bright splashes of hot liquid.

I don't think they ever caught me, though!

10/14/2014
Dream One
"Pirate Punishment"

I was boarding a ship with others. It looked to be a cruise ship, but smaller than the large vessels that you would normally see leaving from the cape. I don't remember where we were going, but there were quite a few people on the boat.

While out on the water, before even having gotten too far, our ship was attacked by 'pirates' (for lack of a better name). These guys were real bad news, and seemed as if they had just stepped out of the pages of a comic book. One of them was a dark-clad, helmeted, Darth Vader-looking s.o.b., and he was apparently the overlord of the group.

The majority of us were down in the ship's hull. The bay door was open, and these goons were ordering us all to surrender to them, or they were going to blow us out of the water. Though there were only a handful of these assailants, we could see that they had the weaponry to take us all out (some of them having metaphysical powers, as well). There was no way we would be able to stop them.

That's when I realized that I was dreaming.

Despite having planned to use my lucidity for other things - and never being one to shy away from lucid combat - I allowed the storyline to conduct me and stepped out onto the open rear hatch, eager to turn the tables on these guys. I assured the rest of the people that things were going to be just fine, since "this was just a dream" and "no harm could come to any of [them], anyway!" With that, I levitated out from the wide mouth of the ship's bay door, hovering over the still water of the harbor and squaring up in a position to where I could better face our would-be captors.

I don't remember too many details of the battle, but I was controlling my flight rather well, changing elevations over the water while evading the attacks from the group of baddies. A bit more action took place between me, the pirates and the passengers, but I don't recall much. Throughout the fight, there were a few times that I used telekinesis to sling my enemies in all directions, but the main thing I remember is facing off against one guy, in particular, that had a throwing knives or straight-razors, that he would throw at me. I don't remember if all of the pirates were able to fly, but I know this guy could. We had a good mid-air cat-and-mouse, and I kept flicking his projectiles away with TK, before they could reach me, guiding them with my hands outstretched, to mentally arc them around my body.

Finally, unexpectedly, he pulled out a large meat-cleaver and chucked it at me. Still on a telekinesis roll, I waved the weapon off to one side, but then imagined it spinning around behind me, hooking around from my other side and launching back at its previous owner. In a state of shock, the other guy didn't seem to know what to do. It tore through one of this legs, opening an enormous gash in his thigh. When he grabbed his leg and yelled in horror, I knew he was done.

With the still-spinning cleaver now hovering in the air, nearby, I turned to confront the rest of the invaders. Unfortunately, I don't remember anything passed this point.


Fragment Two
Untitled
I was on a ranch, and about to be taught to ride my first bull, just after seeing a more experienced rider get dumped on his ass. They had smaller, tamer bulls for us amateurs to ride, and I got a good look at mine, through the rails in the fence, while making my way to the pen. Smaller or not, I was preparing for the worst, and wasn't feeling all too confident as I climbed on his back and began to strap myself in...

All I remember.

10/05/2014
"Z-Day Diversion"

Deep in the zombie apocalypse, my allies and I were holed up inside of a prison (The Walking Dead style), and trying our best to survive. Directly next to this prison (comically-close) was a hospital. The hospital was 100% zombie-infested, but we found ourselves having to venture over there for food and supplies (much like the 'self-infection' sequence in World War Z). I remember seeing sweeping shots of many of the hospital hallways, and how there were scores of the undead just roaming about. It was always harrowing, but it was the only place we could get the supplies we needed, so we had to brave it.

We found that there was a missile-launcher on the roof of the prison, set upon a turret. I can't remember why, but I had to make my way up to the tower where the missile was. I think it had malfunctioned, and we were planning on using it to (somehow) make an escape from the prison, or end the apocalypse with a strategically-placed attack (or something), so I went up to try to get it working again. While I was fiddling with the launcher, it suddenly armed itself and the turret began moving. It didn't take long for me to realize that it was attempting to aim itself at me. I scrambled around on the tower, trying to keep myself out of the line of sight of this missile - not that I was sure it was going to fire at me at such a close range, inevitably blowing up part of the prison with me. Eventually, I got to where I was partially hanging off of the tower by my hands, but I was in the weapon's blind spot.

This incident led me to find out that there was a secret faction of 'elites', who were watching us and 'controlling' our situation, from afar. They were the ones whom had taken remote control of the missile launcher and threatened to take me out, had I attempted to use it. Our apocalyptic survival was a part of some larger experiment, and we were being manipulated and studied, even while we suffered through one gruesome zombie-encounter after another. Those of us who survived banded together to try and figure out the mystery of who was putting us through this, and why, but I don't remember much more.

09-29-2014
Fragment One
Untitled
A bunch of friends and I were hanging out in my old garage. Eventually, we got into doing acrobatics, and I came to find out that I was able to do some pretty insane moves. It seemed as if I were defying gravity as I easily landed aerials, b-twists and all kinds of other flips and spins. I began to wonder about how I suddenly had these skills but was not able to become lucid.


Fragment Two
"Decisions, Decisions..."
I was in a classroom or workshop (or something), and my roommate was there. There was a lot of commotion going on, and I remember my roommate vaulting over a desk. It turns out that we were about to be invaded and attacked by some sort of evil horde, though I can't remember who (or what) they were. My anxiety turned to excitement, as I realized I was dreaming. My mind raced to try and remember what it was I wanted to do, but I was being distracted by the impending chaos around me. I remembered the experiment, and what I needed to do...but I also wanted to fight. The idea of a coming invasion made me absolutely giddy in my lucidity. Deciding that (just maybe) there was a chance that I could get back to my primary objective, after having a little fun, first, I decided to hold off on my experiment and focus on the inevitable battle.

Unfortunately, that's all I can remember. What a waste!

Today I had a fairly interesting dream in which I even became lucid! What a darn fuck I've been awakened to instead waste more life, time and health in the company... Anyway,

I was in some rather huge complex which was located in the sky, far above the clouds. It might've been roughly inspired by a documentary about the Sony center in Berlin I saw yesterday in the company. The construction largely consisted of mostly golden metal strands, with mostly glass and/or transparent materials for grounds and walls, so the clouds could be permanently seen from anywhere. I remember there was some event going on, and for some reason Sasuke could be heard, expressing his hate for purposeless people. I was distrusting the elevators I used and eventually one elevator stopped one level below the place I wanted to go out on, just that there was nothing there yet, so as the doors which were transparent anyway opened I looked down onto clouds and a long fall. I was somewhat scared (not much though) and then the elevator started dropping. It was a really long fall though, so there was plenty time to stop it, and I was talking about fixing it with some voice, and eventually it was fixed in time.

I already was close to the ground where an astonishingly awesome panorama greeted me. It was rendered at first in the old FF8 style, I was probably on some cliff, close the ocean. Ahead of me was a big yellow platform on which I controlled some characters in FF8 style, I think there was another platform behind it, smaller and slightly to the right. Further ahead was either another island or a part of the one I was standing on, connected through the land I saw at the edge of my vision to the left. My vision also seemed to be wider than in real life. Where the beach of the opposite piece of land would've been was a stone construct with water pools and creeks, with repeating patterns.

I've been taking in the awesome sight which grew increasingly realistic, making me lucid by sheer awesomeness and feelings!

My fear from the situation with the elevator before turned to its opposite and I jumped down the cliff, gently gliding, until the alarm wakes me midflight...

09-04-2014
Fragment
"Flaked"
The main thing I remember is that I was hanging out with an attractive friend of mine and a male ‘friend’ of hers. They were getting increasingly close, to the point where I thought they had something going on, but it was all really ambiguous. Later, she had told me that he was "part gay" and that there was nothing between them. That night, she and I were hanging out. I was about to give her a back rub, which she said she was all down for, but she ended up talking herself out of it, which was irritating…



09-05-2014
Fragment One
"Robot with a Minigun"
There was a war going on, and we (humans) were on the run from heavily-armed, tank-like, killer robots. I was hiding out with someone, in a trailer or a small, elevated home, and one of the hunter robots were coming down the street, firing indiscriminate, large caliber machine-gun fire into every new trailer-thing it approached. When it eventually came to where we were trying to hide, my ally and I knew had to make a run for it. Bright flashes of tracer fire started ripping through the structure, and we charged through one of the walls, running across the dirt road and fleeing among the hail of bullets.


Fragment Two
"Backseat Zombie"
Zombie apocalypse. My family and I had to leave the house, getting in the car and peeling out of the driveway with zombies slowly lumbering after us. After a few moments of driving down the street, a zombie grabbed me from behind ( I was in the passenger seat), and began trying to bite my head and neck. I thought it might have been my mom's boyfriend, assuming he had been bitten earlier, and the last thing I remember is trying my hardest to fight him off.