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Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I dug up this entry from a slightly older dream journal.

I was lying on my queen bed inside my bedroom; it had beige walls and plush tan carpet. My bed had a duvet with a rainbow stripe cover, and this was what I was lying on. The lights were dimmed, and this cast a slightly creepy feeling onto the dream. I got up and became semi-lucid as I did, walking towards the white door to my room, which was closed. I had to pull a bit to open it, but then it opened. I had more lucidity at this point, so I decided to walk out into the hallway and summon people. But the hallway was extremely dark, almost black.

Suddenly, I felt something bite me hard on my foot, so I pulled back. "Hey!" I demanded. "Whoever did that, get over here, now!" Since it was a dream, I figured I'd use a commanding voice to get what I wanted. It was a shadow, almost shaped like a terrier dog, and it slipped quickly in front of me, then stayed still. I looked down at it. "What was that for? Bad dog."

It began to growl at me, and I saw translucent red beginning to drip from its sides. as well as teeth being bared. "Sorry about that," I said, trying to appeal to its better nature so it didn't attack me. Perhaps it was more powerful than I could control in this dream. "Want to go out for dinner?" I asked, wildly improvising.

"Sure," I heard come from it. It was a squeak, almost like a child's voice. We both exited the room and walked into the dark hallway. A few steps and I saw cracks of light coming from a door...

Been on holiday. I tried to recall my dreams as best I could.


I was at a church camp. Most of the people I recognized. I went looking for somebody. I was walking with my friend Jon, and we came across these houses with tiny rooms. We barely fit in them. I then met an old man from some war and he was being rude to people. He was told by his carer to stop insulting everybody. He started talking to this woman, said something, and the recipient mistook it for being rude. I then find myself at a car park. I see the person I'm looking for and she sees me and she runs towards me and throws her arms around me. I do not know her though.
We talk for a bit and part ways. I walk to school from there and for some reason it feels like I've gone back in time. I see my best friend Benny on the stairs going down to the basement and I wonder wheather he feels the 'time travel effect'. I ask him, “What's the date today?”
“Yesterday, mate.” He smiles.
“Do you think that the teachers know that?” And there is a teacher walking up the stairs to the playground who throws back her head in laughter.
I do not remember much after that.


I'm in a lab. I find out it's a dream lab and hospital and every single person on the planet, has their dreams contained in a metal ball about the size of a cricket ball. Some of them jump around eratically. This means the person is currently having a nightmare. I catch one and it stops bouncing around.
We get a patient in. His name is Robin. He says he's been having recurring nightmares. A nightmare happens in front of us. The lights go out and the patient turns in to a black dog and begins running around the room in a blur. We hide under the worktops concealing ourselves with the swivel chairs. There are boxes under the worktops but are pushed right to the back of the space. As it runs around the lab it brushes past you you get a feeling of adrenaline and panic. I hear screaming noises in my head and shut my eyes and try to stay calm. The dog stops rushing around and starts pushing the chairs under the worktops. I open my eyes to see this, and I get on top of the row of boxes. The beast pushes my chair in and dissapears. The lights turn back on and everything continues as normal.

10/07/2009

Captured!

Funny, I don't remember being captured, but I sure am a captive. I can see a city in ruins because we're in the middle of a war. I don't know where I am, but I feel like I'm in Iraq. My captor is an Indian man who looks like the wedding planner from the movie "Monsoon Wedding." (I can't find a picture!) He's in love with me. I think we were making out. Next I'm in a house of some sort and I'm in a bedroom. But the door has one of the panels cut out of it so I can see what's going on outside. There are some people trying to break into the room next to mine, then they try to get into mine. It's a bunch of Indian kids! They're pissed off and have knives and are trying to cut me through the door! They're pushing on the door and I'm pushing back so they can't open it. They get it open just enough for a small black dog to come into my room. I'm ok with this. Then I turn around and find out I'm actually in a bathroom and I turn back around to the door and the kids are gone, instead there are people waiting in line to go to the bathroom. I turn around again and I see my friend from middle school, Chris Lennon, going to the bathroom or washing his hands, I can't tell which because his back is to me. He turns around and I see that he is actually a woman. I'm so floored by this, but I still remember I'm a captive so I tell him, I've been here for a month and a week, how did he get here?? Somehow I end up getting his phone number that he wrote on a piece of paper that read that his name is actually Christie.


Mark's House

Now I'm playing basketball in my old neighborhood in Illinois with my old neighbors Mark and Skip. This is strange because I never really played basketball with them and now they're being particularly nice to me. Mark starts to go home, so I follow him and he sits on his porch. I see his mom inside through the glass storm door. I open the door to say hey and she says to close it so I don't let the air conditioning out. I ask if I can come inside and she says yes. I ask if I should take my shoes off and she says no. I get inside and she says she's making waffles and pancakes for breakfast. I sit down but tell her that I hate waffles and pancakes (which I totally do!). When I look at my plate, though, I see pizza. So I start eating it. Everything's pretty normal and she asks me how long I've been back. I tell her only a couple of days. She asks what I'll be doing for work. I tell her that I work at Barnes and Noble and think for a minute. I tell her that I can't really fly back and forth and commute to work, so I'll probably just get transferred to a store here in Illinois. I was standing on the stairs as we're having this conversation, then I come downstairs and start playing with the dog. I feel really welcome here. Just good vibes.

I'm at my moms house back home. All my friends are there and we're celebrating something. People are eating cake and drinking. I went outside and sat down. I could hear everyone singing "Roll me through the gates of hell." I walked in and everyone had their arms around each other singing the words.

Roll Me Through the Gates of hell on youtube (song)

I joined them in song, and after we were done someone (I don't recall who I was with) wanted to go to the doctors office with me. We went, and the place was kind of like a gypsys office. He told us he was prescribing us something and went out of the room for a while, he came back and told us he was out of everything. We left and went back to the house where everyone had left already.

Next, I am walking down a path with the dog. She's on the leash. I'm going really fast, much faster than walking. I feel like maybe I was on some sort of motorized something. I was going down this dirt path and stopped, looking to the right and behind me. I realized that I had passed up this one part of the path that looped where I could see a view of the river. I backed up and took that path. I hadn't realized how steep upwards this was and I went bouncing and flew off the front. The dog got unleashed and bounded forwards. I got off the machine thing and started yelling her name. I found her, she was sitting next to a pig who started talking. I don't remember what he was saying but I do remember that I was very taken aback by this.

Next, I had to go in for surgery. I was really scared because I was told that when they put you out you can still hear everything and are completely conscious.

The Dog With the Strange Butt

So I think I'm going door to door selling something. I'm at some sort or run down house and I don't see that anyone is home. I see this dog in the yard and he has a big problem with his butt! He's a bulldog and he's facing away from me but he's got his mouth hanging open and he's panting with his tongue hanging out. I get a little closer to him and see that his butt has a huge tear in it right underneath his tail. I can see through his body to the other side out of his mouth. Then a little girl comes to me and says that he needs some help. I figure this dog will die soon if he doesn't get to a vet!! The dog doesn't seem like he's in any pain, though. We go in the house to call a vet or something and the little girl's dad is home and says not to bother with the dog.

Working at Pier One?

I'm behind the cash wrap at some home furnishings / greenhouse-ish store. I'm trying to ring someone up on my register and it stops working. Maybe I ran out of register tape. Then the girl next to me is trying to ring up a guy who wants a Pepsi. Her register isn't working, either, and the manager (who is Sherise, my old manager from when I worked at Hollywood Video ten years ago) tells me to hurry to the fridge and grab another Pepsi!!! I told her I was already on my way, which I was, and then I get caught up in helping some people find a dresser they saw in one of our newspaper advertisements.

Hamsters!!!

This is a fragment... I don't know where I was, but there were like twenty, or twenty five hamsters. I am sitting on the floor with all these hamsters... and some of them have little outfits on!!! I'm worried that I haven't hamster proofed the house and that they will crawl under the baseboards and get lost in the walls.

Jurrasic Park Pond

I'm in the woods. I think I'm either chasing someone or being chased. I'm running down this really muddy trail. I get distracted by this pond on my left hand side. It's all mud up to the edge of this pond but the water itself is crystal clear. I'm barefoot. I dip one foot into the pond and when I pull it back out the part of my foot that was in the water is all green! Like just a dull mossy green... like that styrofoamy stuff that you put silk flower arrangements into.

I think that's just wrong, so I walk down the muddy trail some more and find another pond. I'm thinking this is just a forest full of these little ponds. I go up to this one and it's deeper and it seems like something's just off about it. For whatever reason, I just get all the way in. It's kind of like a pool because as soon as you walk to the edge of it, the mud just stops and it's deep, there's no way to just wade into it. I see a fence to my left and my sister's in a lawn chair sunbathing. She flips out when she realizes I'm in this pond and tries to get me out. I crawl up on the side of the fence and look over the fence to see these strange dinosaur-like animals. They're reptiles of some sort, brown and almost blending into the mud. It feels like they would kill me if they saw me, so I try to be really careful and get away from the fence.

I think I woke up and then went back to sleep so I could finish out this dream. Next thing I know, I'm at my parents' house and my sister is trying to explain to them where we just were and my parents don't care, in fact, they make her give them like $100 and tell her to leave. Somehow I have one of the creatures in a plastic grocery bag and I take it to the driveway where there are fires going all in the backyard and I set the bag down in a fire to kill whatever's in the bag.

This was my most bizarre dream in a long while... other than the killer bugs and the army scavenger hunt.

People don't like my journal here. I won't be posting much here anymore.

★★

park

Just vaguely remember going through a park.

WTF

i was walking along some hill. I came across a bobcat that just ran over someone.



the man driving it was upset that he ran over someone. He wanted me to let him know when he had gone far enough. He drove close to my boot and I made a stop sign with my hand. He kept going and ran over my foot. i motioned him to back up and he did. He got out and we helped the person he ran over. The person lying on the ground was my old room mate J. for some reason we thought the best way to heal him was to bury him! So we dug a 6 ft hole in the ground. put him in a coffin and placed him there in the hole and buried him. Itold him good luck and he waved before we shut the lid.

dog

I was in my living room with a golden retriever. i remember playing with it. It reminded me of my childhood dog Wilson.

Starcraft 3

i'm playing a game of staarcraft online. I figure out that I can place velociraptors on the battle field. I place 30 of them on the map but they all get killed right away.

dream in which I fight an invisible dog

This dream starts off where i'm in some place for a gathering of people at a table. I'm smoking a cigarette and notice a small child is nearby. I think I should smoke around children so I put it out. The Childs mother is an Asian woman (Asuka). They leave and I follow thema few minutes later.

I'm walking down an alleyway towards my old house in didsbury. I run into gary and see he's wearing a placstic mask over his face. He tells me to beware: that there's an invisible dog attacking people in the neighborhood. He hands me his plastic mask and goes on his way.

The plastic mask is a bottle. I can feel the presence of something near so I hold out the plastic bottle. I see teeth marks indent on the bottle and I have a bit of a tug of war with the invisible dog. I decide the dog just wants the plastic to bite so I let him have it. I come to the back gate of my house and pick up something with bristles on it. Between my two hands i make the handle roll and the bristles spin around. I hear a harpsichord sound come from it when I do that. I find a door to play the bristles on. I keep spinning them on the door and made a harpsichord version of a populare theme. After a while all the bristles fall off. I go into the house and see Asuka sitting on the couch with two children. She's watching TV and looks extremely depressed about something. I go to ask her what's wrong when I wake up.

...I get a crazy Idea.

*Back to the start*

Its short really, but Im in the family car, with Mum, My Sister, My Grandma and My Dog.
My Dog is with me in the back seat on my lap.
She seemed happier than usual. She seemed clearer than usual. (In a sense of: I may need glasses )
She wanted to look out the window so I pull down the window and let her look out, searching the area.
Suddently, I get a crazy idea to literally get my dog and turn her into an action figure.
Great!
I do shudder that I forgot the process of how I did this, or perhaps I did this instantly?
There she was, My dog turned into an action figure that I played around with. We all got out the car and I turned her to normal because Mum wanted me to.
Wait - Sorry but why wasnt Mum surprised my this?
Then I woke up.

Sorry this is as zany as other dreams Ive had but this was the most recent, also my first post here

Keep Dreaming!

13.12.2009

Dog Attack (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was on top of a grassy hill in a public park with a fitness trainer. Apparently I was too fat, and needed to lose weight, so we had brought my dog with us for a run. I should have realised this was a dream, if anything I need to fatten up! We were taking a rest of top of this hill, and I commented on how peaceful it was with no-one around.
"Usually this park is swarming with dogs," I said. Not ten seconds later, four sheep dogs, a rottweiler and numerous other breeds I didn't recognise came out of the trees at the bottom of the hill. I got up to put my dog on the lead, in case he got into a fight with another dog. I couldn't catch him, and as usual, he ran straight over to the other dogs to say hello. He's big, friendly and stupid, my dog, but unfortunately not all other dogs are the same. Two of them attacked him, and I ran over to try and pull them off. I was annoyed at myself for taking off my socks and shoes, because one dog kept biting my feet. I had to punch one dog in the head to get it off. Another one tried to bite my dog's ear off. I woke up with my heart pounding!

★★★

Driving

Short fragment about driving in a mountain road and seeing a whole wack of military men walking around.

Dog

Dream of playing with a black dog. It's nose was a tiny soft mouth... Instead of licking me, the dog used it's nose to give me a wet bite... which didn't hurt... but it was the same as a dog licking my face...

restaurant

Fragment of following an asian woman down a flight of stairs (asuka). we are met by a big black guy, who is a waiter/bouncer. I remember him giving me a mean look.

Semid lucid 1

I have vague recall of being lucid. in this dream I was fighting nomad (for fun). Can't remember any more details.

Semi Lucid 2

In this dream I am standing in two rooms at once looking at my brother. I am lucid and telling him "This is a dream. that's why I can do this!!!

What?

Vague dream... but long about being in a house with some women. I am supposed to retrieve things for them or something. i leave and somehow enter a car with my brother and a friend of ours. His friend wants to hear my guitar playing while we drive. I pull out a CD and put it in. We only hear 3o seconds or so of a song before we reach our destination.


Gravel wtf

Me and my brother are pushing a baker scaffold up an impossibly steep gravel pile. It takes ages before we get to the top. but we eventually do.


Phase shifter.

I remember being angry at some guy. He had something of mine in his hands and he was smirking. I went to grab for it, but he disappeared. I walked for a bit and found him again. he had the same smirk on his face. "hey wipe that smirk off your face" i said and grabbed for him. My hands grabbed at nothing again, and I noticed he was sitting at another chair. I grabbed for his hands there, but i grabbed nothing again. Now, he was at a different chair. "how are you doing that?" I asked, and grabbed again, him teleporting to another chair. "I'm looking but not seeing" i said.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It began with me simply walking along the sidewalk in the day time. I was in a city area, but not the grungy inner-city sort of area. It was more like a polished, nice area where all the glass business buildings were. I walked past banks and coffee shops, and then a dog ran up to me.

It was mottled black and brown, with small accents of orange-brown all over its body. It was a cuter version of a golden retriever with longer fur, so it was a bit fluffier, and was about the height of my waist. It came up to me and started licking my hands. I crouched down and petted it, and I could have sworn it nodded to me slightly.

The dream fast-forwarded and I was in a large room that looked almost like it'd belong to part of a mall, with light speckled tiles and large windows along the walls, leading to other smaller rooms. It looked like this, minus the futuristic wavy stuff and blue tiles in the center, as well as the brand names along the walls.

There was a circle of chairs, the kind that one would find in a school, each with legs at least ten feet tall. There were a person sitting in each of these chairs, including me. I looked down momentarily and we were quite a ways up, since the chairs' legs were so long. I recognized one of my classmates, a taller, lanky girl with blonde hair. The other was a girl, shorter with messy black and plum hair, and a black hoodie with tighter blue jeans. She went to my school the previous year.

It was a mental institution (I was one of two caretakers), and I knew this immediately. The girl with the black hair quickly wiped her arm across her nose and looked around, seeming slightly awkward. The blonde girl was sitting in the chair beside me. I got some strange vibe from her, and she kept looking at me and then away again, but not in a creepy manner. I became slightly unnerved and decided to talk to her. "Hello," I said, trying to sound interested, "you're new here. What's your name?"

She looked away and scoffed minutely. "My name doesn't matter. You know who I am."

I looked away, raising my eyebrows, and when I looked back I saw the same dog I met earlier in the dream. The girl was gone. I gasped and a few other people sitting in the circle turned their heads. They looked at me, then at the dog, and looked confused. "You can't see what just happened?" I asked them. They nodded their heads back and forth.

They can't see it.

I looked back and the girl was there again. "I came here because you're very kind. I want you to be my owner. But don't tell the others... They can't see me."

Two lucids last night! Yay!

The first was very dark. I was walking down a dark street and simply knew it was a dream. I think beforehand I had been looking for my dogs leash, or rather, a dog leash somewhere. I then realized that I was holding the leash and walking her down the street.

Anyway, I realize I'm dreaming and decided that I wanted to fly into space and explore another planet. I started drifting upwards, and then saw my dog still on the leash. For some reason I couldn't come back down and unleash her, so I decided to use my mind to do it. I made the leash unhook from up in the air and she came catapulting up next to me. The sky was beautiful, and I started to penetrate into space, everything was blue and cloudy... wispy. The dream ended.

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I'm in my room, and I wake up. I feel like something is off. Everything feels really weird. D is there and is yelling about something. I feel like this must be a dream. I look at my hands and count my fingers to do a reality check. I could about 8 fingers on my left hand. I know I'm dreaming, but this feels too real. I think, maybe I can fly through the ceiling since it's a lucid dream. I jump and hit my head on the ceiling, I can't penetrate it. I feel like I spent a really long time knowing I was dreaming but was somewhat overwhelmed about being wrong that I was dreaming. I ended up catapulting myself through the window.

I lost lucidity shortly after. I remember inheriting a house and having the neighbors yell at me because there was an anarchy sign on the side of the house. It was very small. I also remember driving down some jenky road that I wasn't supposed to.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a fairly large computer lab, hanging around with a couple of my friends. The walls were brick painted a solid grey color which would have made the room look like a prison if not for the computers and school-like posters hanging all over the walls. The room was well-lit. Around the walls of the room were long, light turquoise desks and in the center of the room was another one. There were computers stationed two to a desk, with the exception of the center table, which I was sitting at. I was using a white laptop.

I came across this site, although I'm not sure how, of a high-quality video involving a Savannah-like landscape.

It looked very similar to this.

It was in the middle of nowhere. There was a metal fence laid straight across the whole area, and another coming out perpendicular from that one. It made a T-shape. On one side of the fence was a German shepherd dog on a leash, and on the other was a creature around half the size of the dog. It had the face, head, and body shape of a cat, but had the tail and ears of a fox. It had a peppered gray coat with a touch of brown, and had thicker dark, almost black stripes running horizontally along its coat.

It looked pretty cute, but it was snarling at the dog through the fence grating.

Then, it burrowed under the fence (I might add it did this fairly quickly), and leaped right at the dog, biting its nose. It then grabbed onto its muzzle with its paws and didn't let go even when the dog shook it off.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I found this experience to be short-lived, but I was able to complete one of my dream goals easily.

I was in the basement with my dad, my papillion named Cheemo, and Greg House. The basement consisted of beige walls, and a tan stone fireplace covering an entire wall. There was also a green couch and a 50-inch television. I'm not sure why House was there, but apparently I called him over to our house so he could take a look at my dog, even though he only specialized in diagnosing human illnesses. Cheemo was balding in a few patches on his body, even though he was only two years old.

Immediately I became lucid.

I asked, "can you cure our dog?", hoping to provoke some sort of stupid answer. He leaned forward and picked up Cheemo. Since the dog had long fur, he just brushed it over top of the bald spots and said, "there, he's cured," in a House-esque way.

After I rolled my eyes at him the dream skipped a bit, and I was no longer lucid. My father and I were still downstairs, and I was now holding a camera, one of those big Nikon ones. I laid down on the ground and attempted to take a photo of Cheemo, but he growled and snapped at the camera, breaking it. Then the dream slowly faded.

I'm not writing out the whole LD. It was way too long and I'm on vacation. I might write up one of the other ones I had last night, though. Meh, who am I kidding.

14.01.2010

January Adv. ToTM Completion (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The following is an excerpt from an hour+ long LD.

Frustrated by my failure to locate her, I decide to go about the ToTM as scheduled, without her. There are plenty of DCs around. A couple walking up and down the street, a few off to the side of the road, sitting on benches. I start up my plan, queuing up Guns and Dogs by Portugal. The Man. Once the distinctive sounds and lyrics hit my ears I start my transformation.

I shrink to a quarter my height, slowly falling down onto all fours, my limbs constricting, my joints changing, and my hands and feet becoming paws. My clothes melt into me, becoming a silky black fur coat. I feel my ears elongate and flop down about face as my nose and mouth stretch forward. All of this is happening at once. I'm surprised it feels so easy and natural.

I am now a dog. Not quite sure what breed, but I'm definitely on the smaller side. As soon as the transformation completes, I trot over to an older woman on a nearby bench who is reading a newspaper. I curl up on her feet, brushing my soft fur against her leg. She looks down, smiles, and makes the effort to bend over and pet me. Boy does it feel good. She would make a good owner.

15.10.2009

Enter Ice (DEILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Falling back asleep. Rawr. . .

I'm in my darkened living room. Family is in the kitchen. Suddenly, I hear rustling under the dining room table. Crap what is that. A dark wispy doglike figure shoots from under the table at ludicrous speed darting back and forth towards me.

Shit, I need to wake up, now! It's right in front of me now, my eyes are closed and I hear the most sinister growl I've heard in my life. Screw waking up. Let's face this head on.

I woke up. . .

Time to DEILD. I want to see what this thing is.

I'm back in my living room. It's much brighter this time around. Still dark, though. I see my dog coming from the kitchen. I go to grab him and pet him. Keeping him in a friendly state, just in case. I try to think of what that thing could be. Could it have been the ghost of my old dog? Back for revenge. No that's silly. Sure enough my old dog comes up to me as well. I wrap an arm around each and embrace them. Still a bit wary. I hover over to the kitchen and they follow.

I get the idea of turning into a dog and running around with them. So, I take on the appearance of a dog, run to the garage door, and open it. The garage is open! Let's make a break for it! I dash on all fours out into the court. Fellow dogs nowhere to be found.

My vision is obscured by my hair and I can't seem to push it away. In the center of my vision a white creature of some kind starts dashing towards me. It doesn't look like it's actually moving anywhere, though. And it's rather transparent. Regardless, I use my TK to throw it to the side. No effect. As I turn away, to ignore it to death, the creature, what I can only now describe as some kind of yeti, jumps into the center of my vision again. I try to turn away once more, but the same thing happens.

It starts to take a different form, becoming solid this time. It's a man. An incredibly well built and muscular man with spiked silver hair. I hear a loud crackling sound behind me. I know I shouldn't look, but my curiosity gets the better of me. As I turn, I see a grin upon his face. Behind me are many discs and chunks of ice being readied to be hurled at me. He makes a throwing motion with both arms and they start to fly toward me. A dream reflex kicks in and I start to eject myself from the dream. Wait dammit! I want to fight! Everything starts to fade, faster and faster. I have no time to stabilize. This looks like the end of the dream for me. Suddenly, though, everything snaps back into focus.

While surprising, I didn't give it too much thought. I'm just glad I get a chance to fight this guy. I try to throw him around with TK, but it doesn't do anything at all. Fine, let's try a new trick. I point my finger at him, hand outstretched. A charge builds upon the tip of my finger and fires out in a bolt the width of a pin. He tries to dodge it at first, but when I direct it onto this body, like a laser pointer, he just starts calmly walking towards me. I smirk as I make the yellow light burst forth from his body and rend him to pieces. Crap. That didn't work either. No longer smirking, it seems like I was going to have to play this one a bit differently.

I rush around him and try to build a charge in my hands. I stare at my hands and watch the blue electricity start to form and jump between my palm. I lift my hands up and face them toward him. I attempt to shoot some bolts, but nothing comes out. This is just not my day. I figure I'll just taze him, so I grab onto his shoulder, expecting the charge in my right hand to do all the work. No luck. He just looks down at my hand and shakes his head.

Fine back to basics. I think as I whip out a knife. I come at him, slashing away at his shirtless body and arms. We end up in a grapple. A girl appears out of nowhere and hands him an ornate blade. She tells me that I wouldn't be able to cut his right arm, but I could cut his left hand off if I wanted to. "Well, thanks for that." He said sarcastically as I pushed my blade through his left wrist, severing it. I jumped back. He didn't seem too concerned about his lack of hand.

He readied his blade. I threw aside my plain ol' knife and tried to whip out my katana. Nothin' but air. Oh well, let's just pretend I've got one. I grip the air like I would a katana, feeling the hilt in my hands. I rush at him. He starts to back up as I swing and parry his swipes. Each time our blades would have crossed I shouted "Cling!" or "Ching!" He looked really confused. I didn't let up. My form was terribly sloppy, though and I didn't manage to land a single hit. I figured I'd turn it up a notch.

"Bankai!" I shouted and the air around me started to fly apart violently as my energy exploded forth. My blade was visible now. The same blade from that one night. He had a sword now too, and his left hand was back. I swing my blade shouting "Getsuga Tenshou!" The environment turns white as a streak of black energy tears toward him. I keep swinging. More black streaks fly at him and explode on his chest. Slowly at first, but then an incredulous volley of crisscrossing energy pours itself from my blade. As they hit him, they all explode in a puff of grey smoke on his right shoulder. He just stands there and takes the hits.

Frustrated, I dash teleport into position. My blade was now ornate and golden. It shone brightly in the sunlight. Crossing blades with his I whisper, "Getsuga Tensou." Slowly but surely a small tornado extruded from the tip of my blade. It tears at the cord at the end of his hilt. All of this is happening right in front of his face. There's no way he can't pay attention. My tornado tears the blade from his hands. I grab it and drop down. I now have two blades to his none.

He walks over to me. "That was fun, I say. How about we just call it a tie, though." He looks at me funny.

"You've still got a lot to learn." He shoves his left hand into my stomach. I grab at his arm. Trying to keep it from going in further. He looks like he's about to do something, but changes his mind.

He pulls out his hand. "I'm here to teach you. It'll take another year to set all this up, to pull you in again." He pauses for a moment. His brow furrows, "There are words that only have meaning in dreams. I'm going to be talking to you, but I'm not going to explain everything. It'll b--"

"It'll be up to me to figure out their meanings for myself, right?" He nodded. "So, what now?"

"You need to wake up and write all of this down."

"Yes, sir." He looked at me with distaste.

"No. Don't call me that. There are too many out there like that already. . ."

"How about sensei?"

"I have bad associations with that word as well."

"Figured as much. Okay, off to record all of this."

I've decided to call him Ice for the time being.