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25.12.2015

Dog Invades Orange Juice Filled Garage (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a garage that’s open, and there’s this dog that’s a Rottweiler/Pitbull mix with brown being its dominate color. At first, it’s not really lethal whatsoever, and I would infer that if it weren’t for certain actions, it just wanted to play with me, and whoever was around at the time.

I felt anxious around it, and tried to move slowly, and hopefully get myself inside the house to shut the door. The only time it ever portrayed an aggressive disposition was when some random dream character had some blue gloves that can shoot triangular, metal sheets at it. And when it did portray aggressiveness, it wasn’t able to jump towards the right person; it felt delayed and infantile.

The garage eventually is filled quarter way with orange juice, or some kind of yellow-orange substance. I eventually get out, and trapped the dog inside a closet somewhere. I can see a glimpse of its visage before shutting the door, and it looks sad.

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25.12.2015

The Rice Terrorists & Toy Snake (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m trying to get a tire quota filled up by driving into random vehicles, and automatically fixing their tires when I’m within a certain distance to them. The experience is quite fast paced, and the two colors that are dominate are brown, and dirty, golden yellow.

I eventually get on one of the vehicles, or I’m transitioning there for some unknown reason, and I see that I’m caught at an impasse. There are several men in guerrilla soldier uniforms that are threatening to kill anyone that tries to move suddenly. One of them that looks like the leader is holding a glass container with some dirty rice, or raisin rice.

And I kid you not, he takes one of his hands, and lists up the black spoon, and utilizes an earnest disposition that he really means it when he’ll kill someone if they move. Apparently, the rice has flies, or some kind of insects inside of it that when a person eats it, I guess they die from some parasitic interaction.

So, I defy logic, and I’m abruptly shifted into a different dream environment where it’s nighttime, and I’m catapulted into a bed. I lie down for a bit, and noticed myself looking at the ceiling for some reason. I think I hear some voices in the background, and maybe a voice talking to me very closely. I look at a faded, sepia colored piece of paper that seems enigmatic at first, but I realized it gave me some shocking plot twist.

Apparently, I was the one that was the snake all this time, metaphorically speaking, and the moment I realized this, a toy snake materializes from the same paper, and onto the bed. I grab the green and yellow striped snake with my left hand, and started to duck for cover around the sides of the bed I was on. I’m not sure why I’m utterly shocked over this realization, but whatever the case, I needed to hide. I saw some entities coming their way through the small hallway in front of me, but only their silhouettes.

I'm in an abandonned hospital, it's brightly light by the sun through broken windows, with dust pilled up in the corners and medical furnitures abandonned around. There was some kind of catastrophy, something that turned the majority of humanity into flesh-eating monsters. I'm trying ton round-up survivors. I walk the allyways, following sounds, and find two teenagers girls huddled in a room, crying. I don't have time to confort them and pull them on their feet to get out of the place. I hear crying again, and right outside the door is another girl in a white nighty with her dark hair loose around her face, holding her own arm and swaying on her feet. The arm she's holding is deadly white, with the veins showing up in dark purples and sickly green. She's infected, turning. I slam the door in her face and scream to the girls to come and help me keep the door closed, but they're too scared and stay rooted in place. The other girl is banging on the door, the whole thing rattling on it's frame and hurting my shoulder. The frame start splittering, but before she manages to destroy it I hear her scream and then it's silence. I slowly open the door and there's giant dogs on the other sides, waiting. I pat a head here and scratch a ear there, the pack rounding the girls up and we get out. We're out on the streets, and our little group is joined by the other survivors, keeping close for protection. I'm the pack leader, the huntress.
We're looking for a house to live in. The street is going up, and the houses on each side are painted white with dark blue tilted roof. Both have a tower, and the one on the right have a big wooden gate, the bottom of it quite weathered and rotting. A couple of survivors and me crawl under that gate and find ourselves in front of an other gate, in fare more better shape. The more slender of us manage to crowl under this one too, and I tell her to open it. The dogs sniffle and whine behind the gate, and as soon as they are in the house they scatter to scout it. We take everyone in and close the gates.
I follow the sound of my pack and find them ripping appart an infected; it's a quick affair, and they are careful not to splatter everything. I get the survivor to the upper levels of the house. It's a big duplex rooms, with beds scattered around, and drapes for some makeshift privacity. I'm given a corner place, with two beds, one to sleep, one to "work as a desk". I thanks the woman giving me my place and go back to the pack. I notice that some of the dog are in fact wild boars, but there are as easygoing as the others. I pet them and go back up. There are clothes on my bed, a dress of beige taffeta and black tulles, with a poffy skirt, alongside a pair of sheer, black tights and a pair of being, shimmering thight high. I change, putting the thight hight over the tights. It's warm and comfy, and the dress dances when I move. I'm walking away when a old, petite woman with black hair and a heavily lined face give me high heels made of a transparent material, decorated with small, shining black pearls and porcelains beige flowers. I slip them on... And wake up.

I remember only fragments. There were some images of random women eating junk food. Then there were three identical model-looking women at a table, sitting side by side, eating small bowls of junk food.

Next I remember finding a bag of soybeans in the refrigerator. I thought they were supposed to be in the freezer but I think maybe they have thawed out and I can eat them now. I start eating the soybeans but they are not good cold and are not thawed all the way.

Then I went to the movie theater with my boyfriend. It must be a movie theater in a mall because on the way to the theater we pass by a cute dog shopping with people. It's not big, but it is like a medium sized dog with white and brownish-orange fur. It's fur isn't long but just kinds of sticks out a little bit and is soft and silky. I tell the dog it is cute and then look to see who the dog is with and it is two women who are busy shopping and looking at clothes. One of the women is holding the dog's leash.

Later me and and my boyfriend pass by the dog again, but it is just with one blonde-haired, tall white woman in her 40's. The dog breaks the leash and runs. The woman is frustrated as she is holding up the piece of the leash. My boyfriend goes to help the woman with the dog as I walk into the theater.

Before the movie starts there is a pre-show. There are three boy singers. I call them boy singers because they look like they belong to a boy band but they are solo singers and they are not boys but either teenagers or in their early twenties. Anyway, they are not a group but are doing a collaborative singing performance. The theater is kind of crowded. I am wearing a black mask over my eyes and am wondering what people are thinking about me, like if they are thinking that I have eye injuries in both eyes and if they are wondering why I am coming to watch a movie if I can't see it. But I actually can see it because I peek out from under the mask and eventually take it off. (IRL I was wearing a black sleep mask while I was sleeping but in the dream didn't find it odd at all that I was wearing it in the movie theater.)

The movie starts and it is some kind of Rugrats Christmas movie. It didn't seem like the kind of movie my boyfriend would want to watch. The movie is not all on one big screen but on two smaller screens on two different walls. After some time the screens turn off. A chubby white woman with puffy, curly, blonde hair walks in and says something about how someone is in the wrong theater. It is me. I walked into the wrong movie theater and my boyfriend must have told the movie theater people I was lost. They say my name and I raise my hand but then feel silly for doing that but I think no one notices so it is ok. I wait a little bit and then walk out of the theater. Later I check my email and my boyfriend has sent me a picture that he drew. It is a very pretty picture and the message says that the picture was inspired by the raccoon retreat.

Then the last dream I remember is having a map out planning a trip but the map is wrong because the states are in the wrong places. I am wanting to go somewhere near the coast. The map has lines and colors and I am wondering what the lines and colors mean. The colors are temperatures and I think the lines are elevation but that doesn't seem right.

Couldn't manage to write down annything this week, my days were starting up too early.
So of course last night was three entries worth of dreams

I'm in a appartement, it's pretty well lit but blandly decorated, with generic furnitures. I'm not alone; there's some peculiar people here.
There's a older gentleman with brushed back silver hairs and a shifty face with deep wringles and deep-seated eyes, carrying a sketching pad and a mechanical pencil. He sits at a table close to some windows, sulking around the rest of the group and doodling.
There's my sister, sitting cross-legged on a beige carpet, playing with her dog and blissfully obvious to the world*. It's really cute.
And there two Middle-Earth dwarves, Fili and Kili, in road-wary armour and travel clothes. I'm hanging out with them, asking a lot of pretty inquisitives questions about dwarven custom and physiology. They're laughing a lot, and telling me load of outrageous bullshit so I laugh too. We're sitting on a bed next to the appartement door. Well, me and Fili are sitting; Kili is longing between us, taking up a lot of space; dwarves are short but broad in the shoulder and thick in the chest. I lean over Kili to playfully punch his brother over some joke and I have to almost climb over him, that's how barrel-chested he is. I'm suddently very close to their face, and I realise that their eyes are stranges: their pupilles are shaped like four-leafed clover, with a thin lining of gold and green.
I get up and walk to the table to pick up a glass of water and the doodling man asks me to stay still for a moment. I'm uneasy but don't find a way to weasle my way out of it so I humor him. He get more and more pressing and I wake up.

*My sister only sees her dog on christmas, because she had to give him to our grand-mother went she moved out for her studies. She breaks down everytime and totes him around like plushie all evening. The pup loves it.

I'm laying down on a couch, in a recess of a bigger room, next to a open french window. The sun is streaming in between white drapes fluttering. Their is a garden behind the window, green lawn with a tall dark green hedge and a tree that looks like a mulberry tree. The couch is warm and made of buttery smooth brown leather, I can feel the fines stiches on the cushions. The wall above me is cream and the ceilling white. The corner of the wall behind my head and going into the house is is covered up to maybe one meter and a half with smooth, cold ceramic tiles, longer than larger. There are this beautiful, deep red of chinese lacquer, and contrast very nicely with the wooden floor. I tilting my head, I can see a open door, going inside another room shrouded in darkness.
I start to wonder where I am, and try to get up. My body is incredibly heavy and inyelding, and I fall of the couch. I ended up on a thick cream carpet, just in front of the open window. I can feel the warmth of the sun and a soft breeze. A little blond haired boy in a school uniform comes in from the garden. His hair are wispy and almost white, falling on his shoulders and fluttering in the breeze like the drapes. I ask him to find Eli, and he runs back into the garden without a word. I try to lift my arm, but my body still doesn't respond. I turn my head to look outside, and I see a tall man in the garden with the boy. I call Eli and he turns his head to me, smiling. He walks to me and stop right next to my hips. From the floor he looks impossibly tall, with his eyes shining in the sun. He kneels and wrap his arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I feel engulfed, warm, and above all, safe. In a crystal clear instant, I can feel his warmth through his cotton tshirt, his belt buckle against me, the smell of his skin and the tickle of his light stubble.
I'm in the garden now, standing up under the mulberry tree. It's still a beautiful sunny afternoon, the walls of the house are a textured cream with white borders around the windows. I'm looking over the corner of the house, to the open portal. A wolf run in, followed by a pack of barking dogs. I pick her up and recognize my totem animal. Her fur is all matted and dirty, and she's pantting, but at least I've scared the dogs away. I plan to bath her and ask her what she thinks about the name I'm picked for her, but I lose the dream before I can do that.

finally, I'm in my sister bedroom, she picked up two small orange stripped kittens, a male and a female. The female one is boncy and adventurous and quikly desappear into the house; the male meows at me until I pick him up and scarry him around with his fronts paw over my arm like a stuffed toys, making him purrs loudly.

Dl1 - In a changing room with benches all around the outside. D is needing help getting change. I kindly help him put his socks on. I then feel the urge to hug him despite him being a little .... I hug him and feel a relief wash over me. Maybe he is not so bad after all
He offers me some of his food,a carrot. I sit down and take out my lunch it is a giant Baclava (greek cake with honey). On top there is strawberries and cream. I take a bit then offer him a strawberry. He opens wide and takes a bite like pittbull dog. His jaws are locked over the cake and my face, aaaaaaa!! (Hmm seems familiar), why do people keep biting me).

Dl2 - On holiday, in a shalley type room with double doors opening onto a veranda. Below is a short drop down. There are cupboards below , I investigate and find they are full of food in jars. I sit on the grass in the sun and sample the food stuffs.

D1 - Different people are practising dream incubation, involving visualising large vivid colourful png. I can recognise frames are from anime I know. The faster people can do it the higher the score. Background images are also switched in for bonus scores.
The soundtrack from the opening of Noragami Aregato was playing throughout dream, I have never recalled/noticed sounds before in my dreams.
(I did actually think about doing exactly this in the day, didn't intend for it to become a dream)

- Insomnia, there followed me worrying about things for approx 3 hours :/

D2 - We were trying to escape a large mangy black dog. On a grassy bank, the dog was standing baring its teeth. Someone unknown, sent a big white sheep past at high speed followed by a long heavy wooden plank, tied to the sheep by a length of rope.
This had the desired effect as the dog looked on in disbelief and while it was still in shock we made our escape. The person who sent the sheep got in trouble when it was later found in a broom cupboard , they lost some of their score and had to do 48000 hours community service.

D3 - On holiday in England. P is little and holds my hand, we go to visit a church. We are visiting famous churches with high towers on a tourist route ( as you do :p).
The churches all have hollow towers. The height in feet is shown as 38 for first tower.
When I step into the tower a float up to the top, then down again upside down. I do this a few times calculating the height of the tower. I dont really like the feeling of disorientation and leave the church. Outside P want to go to a nearby alternative attraction, probably toy shop or amusements. An Uncle is with my parents, he has a serious moustach and tries to get us to come back into the church with them. Despite his continual attempts we leave.

- laying in bed completely still, I am trying to recall D3. I notice the a feeling and instinctively think it is my wrist, which I hurt. But it is not, it is the sensation or feeling that my arms are either slightly longer than they really are or in a slightly different position. In my minds eye I can make out an x-ray blue and white outline of my bones, as I try to wiggle my fingers slightly. I do this several times, it feels as if my thumb is not really moving but I have sensation of it and in my minds eye it is moving, also my other arm is moving slightly and fingers. But mainly one thumb which I concentrate on. Most weird. Then I can sense things as normal again in the room, without opening my eyes still. All is normal again.

I'm on a long, deserted beach; the sky is overcast and the waves are slowly crashing on the sand. The colors are muted, but intense: slab grey with white seafoam water, camel brown and coarse sand. The sky is grey and white like the belly of a beast. My oncle is here, his dog is playing in the waves, bright orange fur glistering. My oncle is talking, but I can"r hear him over the sound of the sea.

It's been a few weeks since I've had a lucid dream (even longer since I've written about one).

I remember being transported to the "future" which seemed to follow the ideas of the TV series Fringe, in the way that in this future there are advance humans that have the ability to read your mind, and try to control ordinary citizens with this ability. I remember being in the future with my boyfriend, and a friend of ours. We had gone to an old run down movie theater which apparently we had made long ago to be our "headquarters" for the resistance against these advance mind-reading humans. When I had walked inside, I had found everything to be falling apart and covered in dust. I had also found our faithful dog companion, and it looked like he had been living there for years, waiting for us to return.

I had felt so bad for the dog, as it had looked like he had not been eating well for quite some time. I had decided to get a hold of some dog food to help nurture our friend back to health. All three of us had gotten into a car, where my friend had suggested that I drive. It was at this point that I became somewhat lucid because I had said to her "Are you sure? I'm not really great with driving cars, especially in dreams..." I had shown her the difficulty with driving while in a dream when I tried to stop the car outside a gas station, and had trouble getting the car to come to a complete stop. The car only stopped completely when I had focused my attention and "stopped" it with my mind. I walked into the gas station where I began picking out bags of dog food. It was then that a few of those mind reading humans came into the station, with their guards right behind them. I knew that they would be looking for us, or at least sense us to be suspicious, so while I was attempting to pay for the dog food, to combat the obvious mind reading, I began reciting musical scales in my head. I had to focus all of my will to think only about music, and not anything else to give me away.

The gas station attendant had trouble running my credit card to pay for the dog food, and was obviously nervous about those who had just come in. He was so nervous he just let me have the dog food so that I could get out of there. I quickly left the store and found my friend, she was worried I had been caught. I told her I was fine and that we needed to all get on the next city bus to get away.

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.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream - running (semi aware of dream state)
I was at my high school on the grass fields hanging out with friends I had during the first couple years. A guy called Steven was there and he was being pretty funny and the atmosphere of the dream was quite nice. Then for some reason we started running, some sort of race. Johnny, a guy who I was originally friends with (his personality turned extremely shallow and he just seemed to bully others towards the end) was running too. He absolutely shot ahead and I was a bit annoyed when I realized how slow I had become (after the dream I thought back to this and considered doing sprint training when I go running IRL).

The characters in the dream seemed to disappear and the scene changed, either that or I just didn't realize I actually DID wake up and then fall back to sleep, starting a new dream. I was with a beautiful pure bred dog that had amazing white fur, it ran alongside me as we headed towards a river. The river itself was quite shallow and probably 5 metres wide. As I ran across the river things slowed down... I had just been thinking about how I was running so slow earlier, then I thought of whether or not I could make the world go slow motion... Upon thinking this, the world DID slow down and everything became suspended in animation. Droplets of water splashing up as I traversed through the river moved so slowly... I looked at my left arm, it had slowed down to a snails pace. I became slightly aware of everything in this state of stillness, it was strange.

Things kicked back into motion quickly as the dream decided to progress, on the other side of the river was my friend Matt, he had a little mutt for a dog that was as big as a chiwawa. He said that he didn't want me on this side of the river because my dog was pure and it'd be bad for it if it had impure offspring, but he said it in such a way that sounded like he was being so sincere and looking out for me out of the kindness of his heart. True bro

06/02/2015 - THE WOLF MAMA

I’m at a RAPHAEL’S home. I think I don’t want to be there because it’s in a shitty part of town. I make an excuse and I leave. Next thing I remember, I’m getting a call and my friend EDUARDO tells me that RAPHAEL has just passed away. Shit.

So I go back, I get into the apartment and I see a lot of people standing in front of his bedroom’s door. They’re watching the body, I think. So I go to pay my respects and I see Raphael in bed. He’s alive. But sleeping. I get really fucking pissed and I get ready to leave when-

I notice a wolf there. I get super excited. It’s a goddamn wolf and I’m very much so a dog person. So I make friends with the wolf and she seems to really like me. We play around for a bit and I realize that the wolf has two pups. I go: “That’s it, I’m definitely taking the wolf mama and her two pups to my tiny apartment even though I already have a dog!”

The wolves and I really bond, and as we’re playing outside Raphael’s apartment, Wolf Mama bites something hard and breaks most of her teeth. Now I really can’t leave her alone, she’ll need someone to take care of her.

As I leave the building to wait for my ride I start worrying about the fact that I DO already have a dog, who doesn’t play well with others and the fact that these are goddamn wolves. Big. Powerful. They could tear my tiny dog apart. Also, I didn’t ask my mom permission to bring the wolves home. That’s when I wake up.

Aldo vs McGreggor
I can see Eddy Betts. He's just kicked a bag full of goals, maybe 8 or so.

I'm at my home and I see Eddy and Connor McGregor outside, under the veranda. They're about to fight. A referee is also there, it's Yamasaki. As they're waiting for the fight to start, they are pretending to attack one another, by getting really close to each other, but not touching. I think Eddy is now Aldo. Aldo is the first one to crack, and actually begin fighting for real. They are both on the ground and grappling one another. Connor throws a reserve elbow from the ground and it brutally knocks Aldo unconscious. It's a sickening blow. I go over to Aldo to check if he's ok, but he's still unconscious. I think Aldo is my dog REX for a moment, before turning back to Aldo. I lay down next to Aldo and get him in a submission while he's still unconscious, by pulling his head a certain way which will cut off his ability to breath, causing him to pass out. He must wake up mid way through, as I feel a resistance. I feel this just as a wake up.

Thankfully, I recalled a pretty good amount of a dream this morning! A very weird, kind of sensual dream at that. And it's a weekend, no less, which my recall has tended to be crappy on lately. But first, a very small fragment from when I woke up in the middle of the night:
My dog, Jesse, was tackling me and licking my face (as he does constantly IRL). However, it soon got to the point where I could no longer breathe, and I was gasping for air as Jesse continued to try to love on me. Running (or nearly running) out of breath caused me to wake up with a start, but I quickly fell back asleep to have the former, more vivid dream I mentioned.
I was at a large mansion on a school trip with a lot of classmates whom I don't actually know. There were about...40 or so of us altogether, including myself. The trip involved us going on a guided tour of the mansion. All of the students were about the same age as me.
In any case, soon after the tour started, one of the girl classmates came up to me and started whispering flirty comments into my ear. Shocked, and a little embarrassed, I turned to face her. Strangely, she did have a familiar quality about her, like I should know her from some where but in reality I don't actually know who she is. Her hair was short, messy, and light brown, and she had very fierce eyes.
I asked her why she was doing that, but I don't quite remember her response. The rest of the tour went on like this, with me trying to pay attention to the tour guide while she continually tried to seduce me, whispering comments and hugging me without anyone around us even noticing (somehow).
Eventually when the tour ended, we decided to hang out and discuss a whole number of things. As we were wrapping up this discussion, she decided to take more physical action, and pulled closer to me. I tried to pull away, and that was when my parents walked in on us and scolded me, with me being like and telling them it's not what it looks like.
After all of this happened, my girlfriend joined me on a wild ride in a futuristic car in an even more futuristic looking city. Weirdly enough, this was in the same dream, and followed immediately after the prior events, with the mysterious girl just vanishing without a trace. The city glowed neon, and I was awed by the sights.
Annnnd that's everything. Very odd dream, but nice and vivid.

Lots of recall from this morning (or rather, last night)! Remembered two separate dreams. The first one was one I recalled upon waking up in the middle of the night, so the details didn't come back to me as clearly as they did the second one.

I went about my daily business at a new company for work. Only, this wasn't just your average job. The workplace was also a school. I frequently went with my coworker from real life, and we went about our daily grind. At some point this part is just a fragment for me I ended up playing a hyper-advanced version of a PS2. After doing some more work, it then occurred to me that somebody was behind me. Somebody with sinister intentions. They ended up holding a cloth to my mouth and wrapping their arms around me so that I couldn't escape. I had been drugged.
And with THAT really unnerving ending, that's all I can remember from the first dream. Not a whole lot, but something nonetheless.
Now for the SECOND dream, which I remembered upon waking up for good. This one was quite longer, and more vivid.
I had bought a fancy new apartment for myself, and was looking after my dog Jesse one bright morning. Jesse ended up peeing all over the place (which is what he does in real life). :canislucidus:
I tried bringing him downstairs to a safer area to pee, but my girlfriend and her mom disapproved of it, and scolded me extremely badly, almost to the point of insulting. I felt extremely bad, and for some silly reason that I assume only goes by dream logic, Stephen Hawking was nearby while they scolded me, and he was smiling a big smile and ramming into me with his wheelchair. ...make of that what you guys will.
But I digress, after they scolded me, I screamed really loudly out of frustration.
Soon after, all of us went to a concert hall, where the DJ and producer was none other than my Japanese teacher! This brought up my mood quite a bit, and we caught up for a while. He then let me take control of the stage, as a play was going on (though I don't remember what it was). I messed around with the lights, and background music, amusing myself for a while.
And finally, after THAT was done, my teacher, girlfriend, and her mom all went with me to this little girl's house for her birthday party. Oddly, I didn't recognize this girl from anybody I know IRL, yet I treated her like a little sister.
My girlfriend's uncle was at the party too, scoffing at people getting references wrong. Scarily enough, just like the ending of the last dream, this one ended with a bit of an unsettling note, as news got around about a killer on the loose while we were singing happy birthday, of all things.