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Dream fragment I was racing my sisters in mario kart, we were in the game racing on the courses that looked more like the 3d platform versions of mario, my eldest sister is winning but I'm only 12 points behind her coming up to the last course.

Another frag I'm at KC lakeview pool with Mason. I'm trying to get in during adult swim but the peck family start talking to me about something, I can see Mason is getting disappointed because he wanted me to come into the pool. Eventually I do end up getting in, there are kids doing tricks off the diving board.

The dream scene was at JMU, going back and forth down port republic, I think there were parties going on in forest. I'm in a car and we end up at Showker, I'm standing outside with Derek and he points towards the road that goes to the stadium and says "remember when Aaron would come from there and pick us up" and then I said "yeah after Accounting class", by the way this never happened IRL. We go across the highway and where there are dorms and he's telling me about how they drank there as a group of my friends, he then told me I was somewhere else at the time, I began to explain I was at this house over near forest with Hay, I mentioned I had been really hungover.

I eventually end up walking into a room, the idea is that I got placed into this random class of people who didn't give a shit about their academics. There was a girl curled up in a ball in her sweatshirt with dark makeup and long dark hair, a stocky guy sitting on a couch looking at his phone, and another guy on the other end of the room playing videogames. A teacher walks in and starts asking me about topics I've learned about, I say "accounting" and he repeats me, then I say "calculus" and he goes "oh yes calculus" or something like that, then he sits down on the couch and starts to go on about techniques in super smash bros. about how to go into someone and toss them, I'm starting to think I probably won't be learning anything related to school in this room. The girl who was sleeping is now on the other side of the TV and as I'm paying attention my eyes keep diverting off and meeting her eyes which are also darting back and forth.

Eventually I'm in another room, it looks like a situation room or computer lab, Donald Trump is there with other foreign leaders. An army soldier walks in, Trump starts talking to him, the army guy starts telling him a story about his brother as they're walking out of the room, a foreign leader stops Trump so he tells the army guy to wait for him out in the hallway, the army soldier says "yes sir" in a disappointed tone. The army guy comes back in the room in a little bit. Trump looks at me standing in the corner and says something like "are we ready to go" in an awkward tone. I'm now in an elevator with Trump Melania the army guy and Trump's two sons. I kept thinking Trump was going to ask the army guy to finish his story with the brother but I looked over and Trump had one iphone headphone in his ear not paying attention. I turned to the army soldier and said, "please you should tell us the rest of the story", he looked awkwardly at Trump who is not paying attention at all. Everyone in the elevator looked extremely uncomfortable. Trump slouched over and leans on the elevator wall where the buttons are.

I'm standing there and starting to think this is weird, why the hell would I ever be in this situation. And then I think 'hmmm this might be a dream.' I take my right index finger and push it into my left palm, at first nothing happens but then it partially goes through my palm. I look up and say "well you guys do know this is a dream right? This is a dream." Everyone in the elevator was just standing there saying nothing. I said "well in a dream you can do anything" and I imagine myself trying to fly, I end up morphing down through the elevator floor into a space below it where the elevator had been going down. I float down to the first floor and see a lobby that looked similar to an airport gate where you wait to board. My phone buzzes and it locks me out of any vision of the dream. The semi lucidity goes back into a non lucid dream. I unlock my phone and continue into the lobby. I see a bag and what I thought was the girl with the dark eyeliner in her sweatshirt again. I throw my bag on the seat next to hers and sit down. She isn't really there and it's a backpack. I look to my right and Liz walks up and throws a backpack onto a seat next to me. I look at my phone to see a text from her.

I'm river rafting with a group on the backs of whales/fish/squid/leeches. The creatures swim down the river with one side of their bodies facing up, which turns from pink to silver in the sunlight. They turn over after a while, so we have to stay on top of them.

My creature is about to turn over, so I jump onto the shore and let it. I throw one smaller creature back into the river where it got caught somewhere. I watch a kid's creature turn over and throw him into the water. He comes up on the other side, laughing.

I'm back in the water, swimming on my own. I'm wearing running shoes, which really limits my swimming ability. We'll be hiking later though, so I can't go barefoot.

An enemy is on the shore, aiming something at our group. I'm swimming through fairly deep water, but I jump up and land a flying kick on the henchmen, knocking the gadget aside. There's another one farther into the forest, and I rush at him -

shift

I'm driving through one of the main intersections in Quickton. The stoplights facing me are blinking orange, the adjacent stoplights are blinking red. I drive through the intersection, thinking about the DC I'm trying to help / is helping me.

I'm biking down one of the pathways near my house. I wonder how I'm going to meet up with her again. On impulse, I pull out a blaster and shoot two Star Wars-esque red laser blasts into the sky. I consider that we should have used that as a signal. I shoot a couple more just to see what the range of visibility is.

The signal starts coming up elsewhere in the city. Sirens go off. Uh oh. I stow my blaster under my jacket (it's too long to sling across my back; the barrel pokes up under my collar) and quickly pedal home. I do have to wonder how video game characters manage this.

I end up in an oh so messed up version of my backyard. I'm setting my bike against a fence and am about to haul it over into my half of the back yard (it's a duplex), when, for no apparent reason, I realize that I'm dreaming.

I don't see a reason not to leave the bike where it is. I decide to play along with the dream and get rid of the gun, so I walk into the garden shed and hold the blaster up along the wooden wall. The wall folds out and clamps onto the gun, and when it folds back you wouldn't even know that we were stockpiling an armory. Then I stare at the inside of the shed for a moment, marvelling at the detail and how real this all seems. I can feel my body, the scratch of the jean jacket I'm wearing, my feet on the ground.

I shake myself out of it. I had plans for a lucid, right? I was going to... meet Walms. Right. Now, how am I supposed to get there?

Stepping out into the bright sunlight, I extend my right hand, intent on peeling through the layers of the dream. Something goes wrong; I can't feel them.

"What are you doing?"

There's a guy my age standing on the lawn in the back yard. Short blond-ish hair. Let's call him Derek (I haven't used that name yet, have I?). He doesn't look much different than I do in dreams. Similar clothing, too.

"You know what?" He says, when I don't answer, "I don't care. See ya."

Derek jumps through a hole in the lawn. It's shimmery, like a puddle, but it doesn't reflect the blue sky above. It reflects a different sky with a setting or rising sun, shot through with pink.

I jump through the puddle.

I hit sand on the other side, startling Derek. "Um, hi." I say.

"I wasn't expecting you to follow me," he admits.

"Yeah, well..." I look around, taking in the view. We're standing on a beach, looking out over a sunset. "Huh. I think I have a [desktop wallpaper] like this."



We spot another puddle in the sand. "You coming?" he asks me.

I nod.

We jump. The other side is more blue-tinged. It's still sandy, but everything is underwater.

"So, you've gotta be looking for something, right?"

I try to answer, but the words come out garbled.

Derek rolls his eyes. "You know this is a dream, right? You wouldn't have been able to follow me otherwise. You can still talk."

I take a breath, feel cool air enter my lungs. Breathe out, breathe in. I try again. "I'm looking for a guy who calls himself 'Walms'".

Derek looks at me, incredulous. "You don't even know where you're meeting him? Jesus. I could take you to a place, but I don't think I can help you find someone you don't even know."

False awakening. I feel the dream fall apart around me, and become aware of my body lying on the bed. There is bright white light everywhere, and I can still feel the remnants of the previous dream around me.

I fade back into the dream. I'm back in the dream-warped backyard, sitting on the lawn. Derek is standing beside me. I swear, if he rolls his eyes any more, they'll stick like that. I go over where I left my bike and lift it over the fence. Derek says something.

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