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The back of my car is packed full of random things. Behind the passenger seat is a stack of about 20 books. A few of the books are about lucid dreaming; two are about kids growing up with out a mom or a dad. My stepdad is here and I want to tell him about the books about the kids but realize it might be awkward since he grew up without a mother. He does notice the dream books and tells me he thinks I've been doing drugs in order to have lucid dreams.

In my first dream I was at my house with my brother eating brownies from boxes that were in a fridge. Than he was visited by a lady who was going to interview him for a summer youth program. She told him he knew his history well and other stuff. I didn't want to be a distraction so I left the house. But out of no where appeared a mini skeleton monster. I fought it and when i won, i went back into my house. I was shocked to see my mom laying on the floor. she told me when i was almost done with college i would develop altimeters. I asked her why she would say that and she said it was a good thing because I wont have to deal with stress or anything. After that I appeared at a school classroom where teachers were gathered. One of my old teachers from high school was reminding the teachers of a time when i told her i couldn't do a assignment cause my mom got in a car accident. I shouted out loud and said i don't recall saying that. Then when everyone left i went up to the teacher and told her. She was surprised and asked why i lied. I said i don't know maybe i was insecure at the time. I left the classroom since it was time to go and saw there were lots of people gathered around. They were going to surprise the bride and groom but they were no where to be found. so we went searching for them and ended up in a huge school again. We checked the balcony first but than i wanted to leave so i exited the door and woke up.

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In my second dream i was at a store and there was a dc annoying me. I think i hit it in the dream and ended up turning into adventure time character Finn. When i left the scene i appeared on my bed and it was lunch time. My sister brought a pizza box and KFC chicken. It looked really good and i waited for her to call me but when i got back everyone was eating and she said she forgot about me. I went to another room so disappointed that i wanted to cry but that would be childish. I went upstairs and my sister told me to call someone for her so i took a white phone i found and saw on the screen people messaging. The message sent read "the message was sent to a boy"It also said that they were going to find me. I ignored the message than walked to a room with my mom and saw out the window a boy was trying to jump down from the little house shed in my backyard. I stuck out my tongue at the boy because i thought he was trying to rob my family. My dog max was there and i thought he would bite him. I told my mom but than i saw he was playing with my dog. After a few seconds though my dog bit his shoulder and he was bleeding. He jumped on the shed and took off his shirt. He was bleeding but healed himself quickly. When my mom saw what happened she jumped out the window, turned into the dc from the sewer dream and tried to console him. I was shocked and went outside too. I asked why he was here and another dc came out of no where and said he was my brother's friend. That my brother gave him my phone number. I was like oh, than saw he was trying to attack me. I held him tight so he couldn't move and out of no where cartoon anime characters appeared and wanted to help me fight the dc. I said okay, transformed and used a snow cube that unleashed lots of snow on the city. It was suddenly night and i flew down to the city where it was snowy and i saw Santa. People were trying to get snow out of there cars and singing how they wished for god to stop the snow season at that time. Than i woke up.

I remember our car breaking down not long from our house, our dad gave me and my little brother a large amount of money, as we head down towards my old school (actually away from the store), we meet a strange looking man walking downwards towards us, i realiized instantly he was going to rub us, so i screamt: ''RUN!''. At this point i woke up.

Here i gain lucidity.
A few minutes later i fall asleep again, entering the same dream. I enter the school, where i meet 2 of my female friends, i heal one of my friends wounds doing some strange magic thing that felt natural. I then go to the schools courtyard, where there are a TON of people, all training some kind of combat (since i watch shounen anime, this is probably the reason). I realize since this is my dream, i'm probably the strongest fighter, i ask one of my male friends which student is the strongest, and he points at a guy walking just a few feet away. We then converse (this is translated from norwegian btw).
Me: Are you the strongest student from this school?
Student: Mhmm, ye, i think so.
Me: Cool. When do you train?
Student: Usually on wednesdays.
Me: Ok, i was planning on spectating one of your practices.
Student: Ok, cool.

After this i dont remember much, except for a few measly fight scenes.

Preparation: -Turn my computer of 1 hour before planned bedtime.
-Eat some food.
-Go outside and practice listening (lesson 1 of dream yoga).
-Then go for a walk around my neighbourhood.
-When i return i go to my bed and say my mantras, i do repeat them a few times.
-All this while constantly questionong my lucidity, RC'ing and saying mantras in presesnt tense.
-Eat a

Fragment involving Odin and Thor. And later a fragment involving Persephone, which referenced an older dream where the McKittrick had been a journey to the Underworld.

I'm hanging from a tree, holding onto a branch with both hands, dangling above rows of spears planted in the ground. I believe I've been slipping in and out of a dreamworld, and I need to get back, there's something there I need to accomplish. I consider that this place might also be a dream - but whether it is or not, I still believe I need to get back to that other dreamworld.

Below me, just beyond the rows of spears, there's a woman who reminds me in some fashion of a lizard. If she'll do me a favor that will help me get back to that dreamworld, I promise her a jar of three peaches. Someone else has promised her two peaches to do something different - that someone else is a good friend of mine, but we haven't been able to consult with each other recently, so we've accidentally wound up getting in each other's way. Now the lizard-woman's torn, deciding between the two offers, but I'm thinking it'll work out well for her whichever way she goes.

Dream
Lucidity
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I was playing Dishonored and saw an ultra hard difficulty setting so I started playing on that. It was arena type mode with challenges every stage. I was actually in the game fighting and had access to the power selection wheel. The first challenge was to get people to kill each other without me killing them. I went through many challenges and a lot of fighting but as I was running from 2 women and a lot of monsters, I entered a room and said "Alright I'm done" because I was so tired. I got congratulated for making it so far by the girls chasing me and had a man on a computer take pictures of me and them. I saw a digital picture frame with other people who I knew got top scores and among them were some of my family members. The girls told me they were going back home and I was teleported onto the ocean where I was swimming.
There were a lot of sea creatures and I was swimming along side some whales, who reminded me of one of the girls. The dream reminded me of the dream I had on 4/21/2014, where I was sailing the ocean with my family on a car. I saw plenty of cars but this time they were headed towards me. I said "Here I come!" and saw a boat speeding towards me. Suddenly a helicopter comes and its rotors cause me to get blown away. I pretend I'm taking apart an easter egg and suddenly become lucid.
I'm floating on the water and at the tip of my fingers, an easter egg that looks like a yellow bunny. I remember the water being deep. I opened the easter in half. The bottom portion had a green toy or figurine. The top portion had a yellow and tan toy/figurine. I took them both out and bit into each. It hurt my tooth because they were a hard plastic. I looked at them and read their information on the back of the toys. It said where they were made, by what company, copyrights, etc. I came to shore onto a facility and thought I'd prank a dream character. I said "I want a person to be here" and as I walked, I saw my cat Lucy. I added, "a person that's not Lucy!" I stepped up to the facility doors and a man asked me to identify. I know I've been there before and knew what to do and say. I said my name and that I was wearing black. I took off my duty belt which didn't have anything on it and stepped through. I saw a janitor, who was old and fat and told him to follow me outside. My plan was to make him go outside and have to get access to the facility again. He was suspicious of me and said "If you're trying to make me come out, I have a badge to get in" he then proceeded to tell me how the badge was not his and he actually stole it. I yelled at him to give me the badge but he ran away, outside of the facility and into some sort of cave. I lost lucidity and started yelling at nothing for a badge then slowly started to wake up.

Before bed, I stayed up a long time repeating to myself "I open easter eggs" and imagining me opening easter eggs. While I was walking out, the janitor asked me for the time and I looked at my watch and told him some weird time. My lucidity was low during this dream.

A woman has another woman tied to a tree, and is spreading caviar on her face to attract animals to eat her. She's interrupted by some panic among the people she's working with. People are transforming into creatures - from what they're shouting, I have the impression that it's mostly insects, but when I switch to first person, the only transformation I actually see is a bird emerging from a woman's shoulder and flying away. Mostly I just see panicked people running away.

I'm leaving too, with several others, at a calmer pace. I look down at my bare feet, and notice that the girl whose body I'm possessing has decorated her toenails in Satanic symbols - not just painting them, but actually growing them into horn-like shapes. I comment on this to one of the people I'm walking with, although I'm careful to phrase it as if I'm the real owner of this body, not something possessing her.

Still in that body, I'm at a club with a woman named Pepper. I'm wearing sunglasses - it's night, but I need them to protect myself from the electric lights. I'll take them off when we're outside. We're leaving, waiting by a coat check or something similar, when we're approached by two men, one of them hitting on Pepper, the other hanging back. At first I'm irritated, but then I remember that I'm using a female body at the moment, and I realize the other guy is playing wingman. I'm amused. Since Pepper seems interested enough, we all leave together.

We briefly stop by my IRL house, and when I look in a mirror, I see my IRL self, although my reflection isn't mirroring my actions. Pepper calls for me to hurry up, calling the name of the girl whose body I'm possessing for the first time - Julie. Outside, it's dawn, the clouds are starting to change colors, so I put my sunglasses back on. There's a large car parked outside - wingman's in the driver's seat, Pepper and the other guy are in the back. I get into the passenger seat.

We drive past several rundown-looking houses, and the guy in the back seat asks me if they're haunted, this being my neighborhood. I say sure, a house that looks like that has to have a few ghosts around. I'm not being serious, just humoring him. He goes on and on about the dead, and he's beginning to irritate me - he's attempting to show off his knowledge, but it's not particularly impressive. He says that he can speak to the dead more easily than others because he still has all his canine teeth - I have an image of one tooth behind another, like adult teeth behind baby teeth, though he's an adult. He says they make a point of telling you that they're dead. And he asks me something about dead and dreams - I didn't catch most of the question, too much background noise, but I assumed he was asking me if I'd ever been visited by the dead in my dreams. I say, sure - I may not know much about talking to dead people, but dreams I can do.

Wingman calls my attention away, asking for directions - left or right here? It's not even really a fork in the road, the road we're on just curves right and another road splits away, but I guess it might look confusing if you're not used to it; I tell him to bear right. The guy in the backseat offers me and Pepper beers from a cooler, and asks if we find him creepy, with all that talk about dead people. I say no, the talk about dead people's fine, it's the way you talk about getting me and Pepper to drink that's creepy. Pepper agrees, but she's laughing about it. I was only half joking. Even the wingman agrees - the guy's phrasing is odd, as if he's trying to get us incapacitated. We hit a bump in the road and he spills some of his own beer on the upholstery; I tell him he better clean that up, although I'm not at all sure who owns this car. I'm certain it's not him.

I don't remember the first dream. All I remember is I was talking to a person in a room about something about dreams and it ended. I woke up at three thirty i think and went back to bed.
At that time I had a dream I was in my house but than suddenly it started to flood. So I ran out the house and appeared outside where there was stores and a big parking lot. To my side I could see a guy and a girl walking with a gun. So I ran all the way to the bus stop. There were people around and I asked a little girl which way was back. She told me to wait on the other side so i did.
I took the bus but when I got out i appeared in this room. There were two men standing and a lady in a pink performer costume balancing herself on the guys shoulders on a platform above. But part of the building began to collapse and they fell. Suddenly a guy with a gun came out. I guessed he was a bad guy so i tried to throw some small golden rocks i saw. But I missed and he shot me in the shoulder. I decided to try again and he shot me two times in the same spot...on my left shoulder and i fell onto the ground. It didn't hurt but i felt pretty stupid. That's when I woke up.
I thought about how those dreams sucked and tried to fall back to sleep. I did eventually and had a dream I was inside my house. I saw people playing a game like super smash bros brawl. I wanted to draw so i went to my brothers room and found a sketch pad and a sharpened pencil. But my brother yelled at me for taking his stuff. So I got mad and yelled at him and his friend. Than I left and saw my lil bro eating something. I got mad out of no where and started yelling about how i wanted food and that that was my food or something like that.[I've been having lots of dreams where i yell for food...I need to stop that...-w-]
Anyways I left the house and found myself outside. A pizza appeared in my hand and i took a few bites. A lady and her son who was a child came out and threw something in the garbage. I decided to throw the pizza away so i did. Than when I turned I saw a dark skinned old man walk out the back and walk past me. I asked the lady. Is that a ghost?[I don't believe in ghosts] She said no. I walked up to the open gate and closed it. After that i walked back to the lady. A random person walked up to us[I think it was the dark skinned old man] and said that people need to recycle more and need to start caring about what they do. Be more neat stuff like that. I was like yeah..Than I woke up. : P

Dreams I had this month or a month ago that I remember.
#0
[Dream training]

I was in a room with students around me. Than I left them to go to a invited party with my family. My brother and my mom and I entered the room. It was filled with tables with food on them. I was like yay! I wanted to eat some dessert with strawberries. But I saw that the foods were rotten and old. So I was like why are there old foods here!? My middle school teacher from years ago was assisting with the party and said something i don't recall. Than that's when my brother said that putting rotten food out was a stupid idea. That's when i began walking and saw a tall young man say to me. Hey, I remember you. i remembered the guy from a pizza dream of mine. He was so tall that i was like woah. Than jumped holding on to him. Than I let go and left that scene. I was taken into a small room where i was told my assignment was to get out. I looked behind me and saw a bear standing on his feet. I tried to trick the bear by telling it that there was food somewhere else and he left. Than I jumped way up onto something. I saw string and climbing material on the floor. I was high up and was told my next assignment was to get down first. There were other girls beside me trying to win. But I manged to get down first and won. After that I woke up I think....

#1

[The scary girl]

I was dreaming something I don't remember...than I walked into a room where it was a rectangle and there were tables around. A middle aged man offered me some wine and I told him no. I don't drink wine. Than I ran out the room and started walking. That's when I felt like someone was following me. A girl was behind me and when i got in the middle of the room I could see a girls picture on the floor. Than she started to laugh in a evil manner. I moved quickly and ran up some stairs. I could see a dark room with a figure of a person inside. It scared me so I ran again and the girl started to chase me. Saying I would never get out. When I was running through the hall I saw a room where there was a man who looked like Abraham Lincoln butchering a person on a table with two others. The girl cried out I would never escape. But I flew and tried to get out through the walls and I did. I tried to get on a train i saw but I was pulled back in the building. So I tried to fly through the roof. When i touched the roof and the girl was right behind me i appeared on my bed. Couldn't move until I tried to wake myself up and i did.

#2
[The stomach stab again...]
I appeared in a narrow long room with a red carpet after exiting a bathroom. I could see a picture of a blond lady with a pony tail. A voice spoke like a news reporter saying that Jenny was in trouble of being chased by bad men who wanted to kill her. I than proceeded to turn than walk. I could see a boy in a wooden seat. With a cup of clear blue water to his side. He wore a mask of that troll face picture i see on the internet and there was a small blue fire like thing floating above him. Another voice spoke saying "This boy waited for God and died from a terrible sickness." I was kind of scared than so I tried to get out the building but that's when small childlike Goku from dragon ball gt came out of no where and grabbed me. Than I felt someone stabbing my stomach. That's when I thought of my old dream with the little girl who did the same. Than a voice spoke saying I wouldn't escape. But I managed to escape goku's grip and that's when i woke up.

#3
[Ending to a dream]
I was at a school walking in a line with other students. When suddenly a huge guy from the line grabbed me than threw me to the floor. After that he stomped on my head. I could feel the pain in my dream. Than i appeared on my bed and a dark figure grabbed me and threw me under the bed and started beating me. After that i woke up and I was shaking in real life at times. So I started playing the 3ds to feel better and felt better a few minutes later. I've never had a scary nightmare like that. But I think I had that dream cause i was focusing on my head a lot the current week. Since sometimes i get anxiety when i see scary stuff on the news...-w-

#4
[In The Library]
I was in the Library with my sister and my nephew. There were other people around doing their own business. My sister turned to me and asked me to help her find a book for my young nephew. As I looked I saw a little girl behind my nephew. I than knew that I was dreaming and felt that she was the girl who liked to stab my stomach. So I said to her " get away from my nephew!." and she disappeared a bit. My sister came up to me and asked what was wrong. I told her we have to get out of here quick. That's when people started to leave the library like it was closing down. So we began to leave but the little girl came up to me and was telling me not to go. I said get away from me! as i followed the crowd through the hall. She said said she wouldn't let me. So I was like I believe in Jehovah! I don't believe in ghosts. And that's when she let go and i reached the outside. Outside i got on the bus but suddenly a boy ran up to me and said something i don't remember. I said no! Just leave me alone!. Than he said fine! I'll never bother you again! and left. On the bus I saw a girl crying for him in the third person and than saw words on the bus floor which looked like a song or poetry. Saying something about missing somebody. : P

Based on F/SN, as Emiya, I've just found myself in a timeline where I'm acting as Servant to the white-haired version of Sakura. I'm thinking that I've been through this type of timeline before, and there are only two ways events play out after this point, neither of which I want to go through again. I'm trying to think up a way to avoid repeating those same patterns, to create a third possibility instead. At the moment, I'm helping Tohsaka climb up into some passageway, to either hide or escape from Sakura.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

After a series of extremely loosely IRL-based scenes (although I thought of all the locations as IRL-based, the only thing that actually resembled IRL was my own identity), I'm walking into the lobby of a hotel where I'm living, heading for the stairs. I pass a woman working at the front desk, a woman with straight black hair in a bob. Looking at her, I think that she reminds me of the woman who appeared in a shared dream with my IRL sister years back, in which she'd been my sister's roommate. Her hair's longer this time. When I make eye contact with her, I become lucid. I immediately start floating. I remember my intention to try summoning Julia today (usually my most common recurring DC, she hasn't reappeared since my first and last attempt at deliberately summoning her), and I start to do so, but then I change my mind about the method - rather than try to summon directly, it's easier for me to 'summon' by traveling. Since I'm still moving towards the stairs, I decide that Julia is at the top of those stairs. It's a spiral staircase, gold railing, huge, in the center of the room; it reminds me of a pillar and also of DNA. As I focus on it, I become aware that I'm waking up. I can feel the bed against my back, and the image of the staircase has frozen, as if I'm no longer moving. It gives me the impression that it's melting - not the staircase itself, but the visual image, like a filter being applied to a photo. I lose visuals. I spend some time trying to force the dream to reform, and have the feeling I'm getting somewhere, there's a brief sense of something shining in the darkness, but I eventually have to admit that I'm now too awake for this.

Except it's a false awakening. I spend some time in that same hotel lobby, looking through my backpack, trying to find a pen with which to write down that dream, before waking up for real.

I'm trying to catch a bus, but the station I've found turns out to be the wrong place - it's a place for repairs only. I sit around the station anyway. There's a guy who I initially thought worked there, turns out to be just another person waiting like me, who tells a story about a dead body that was left unburied. There's a girl listening to the story who slips and falls, hurts herself, and I pick her up and carry her somewhere. She works for my family, who owns most of this town, and she's worried that slipping like that might get her fired - her job involves athletic skill. She's not wrong.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

After an IRL-based scene and a memory gap, I'm lying in a bed, watching a dream image form; I have an impression of gold and light and a woman's face, but it's blurred and I'm thinking that I can influence it too easily, I decide I'm not asleep enough for this, it's more imagination than dream. I decide to just let myself wake up instead, and let the image disappear, so there's no visuals. I open my eyes. I'm in a dorm, I'm a high school kid at either a boarding school or a very fancy camp or something, rooming with two other guys, and we go out to the lake and have some competition that winds up accidentally involving other people and getting us in trouble. I fall on top of the rotting body of a snake in the water, and a bit of it gets stuck under one of my fingernails. The teacher or counselor or whoever it is that tells us off for causing trouble mostly just seems amused by us; he refers to us as Vision house, and says it's all valuable experience.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm traveling with two other people, looking for something or someone, and right now I'm making a deal with an old woman I associate with trolls, to allow us to pass. She's sitting on a rock in some canyon, dry earth without any plants, and there's a cloud of dust over some footprints that appear and disappear as if there were invisible people moving around just in front of her. I associate those footprints with whoever/whatever we're looking for, it's why I'm talking to the troll-woman. She agrees to a deal: three for three. She'll allow the three of us to pass if we can win three fights against her people.

The scene changes: we're at an indoor pool, facing the first of her people. Although the two guys I was traveling with are still here, they're standing aside; I have the impression they'll stop the guy we have to beat if he moves towards them, but otherwise, I'm the one handling this. I'm in the water, and I become aware that I have a long fin on my back like a lancetfish, that there's something off, fish-like, about my hands and skin and eyes as well. The guy and I both follow the same pattern of engaging only to immediately back off, until eventually I get him into the water and hold him under. Once this is done, I look at him and think that he looked malnourished. I recognize him as someone who'd been on death row 'before we all came here.'

There's a girl walking up a narrow attic staircase that she very much doesn't want to go up. There's something that looks like a child at the base of the stairs, forcing her to go up and see 'mother.' 'Mother' is something that this girl has fed people to before, but she's never gone up the stairs herself. Now she's failed the pair somehow. Whatever's at the top of the stairs feels nightmarish enough that I decide I don't want to see this, and take just enough control to back out of the scene. There was some resistance, and it felt like a race against time, whether I could get out before the girl got to the top of the stairs.

I'm standing somewhere airy, white walkways, a few white walls, mostly open space. There are a few pages on the ground, a story I was reading, but I feel too on edge to focus on it. I put my back to a wall, that helps.

The Magician on a city street with a little girl. He's saying, "Countless thousands of worlds, or (something, along the lines of 'a few') worlds and those you know." She asks what he means, and he says nevermind, but he's talking about the price for what he's about to do for her; something's going to be lost. He doesn't want her to feel guilty over it, so he doesn't explain the details. He raises his staff and these gold shapes form in the air around them - flat, curved, with sharp points, something like a tribal tattoo come to life, I have vague associations with wings and clockwork (they do resemble stylized wings, but no clue what the clockwork association's from) - and then their surroundings seem to shatter, taking them somewhere 'between worlds.'

Memory gaps and vague fragments after that: those same two characters standing in front of images like holograms, representing people that little girl knew, but the images are fragmentary, like they've had pieces digitally erased, leaving a bit of hair or a corner of a dress hanging in midair, but never any faces. Something to do with the importance of the little girl remembering "Rose," but there's a trick to it - she knew someone who was called Rose, but who also used another name, and it's that other name she really has to remember. Four knights, two in red and two in blue, male and female, and the man in blue has some message to do with the kid's father and something about a doll.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm playing some kind of game based on Middle-earth - there's no sense of me physically playing a video game or the like, I seem to physically be there and it seems to be a real place, but I think of it as a game. At the moment I'm trading in some weapon and given a new selection to choose from. It's mostly swords and daggers. I choose a staff. This alters the way the game is played, although I hadn't realized it when I made that choice; it removes me from the fighting and instead allows me to travel freely, flying over the countryside, exploring the world, unlocking all the elven settlements that were otherwise hidden. I won't be able to continue the storyline this way, but it has its appeal.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A movie about robots, filmed in first person POV, full of scenes designed to make you feel sympathy for the robots, even while the robots themselves remind you that they're just tools and there's no need to feel concerned.

Belle and a newly-human, rather fragile-looking Rumpelstiltskin have been traveling somewhere and are now in some dimly-lit house where they're finally meeting with Rumpelstiltskin's son. (His personality's so different from Bae's that I hesitate to use the same name for this dream version.) Belle and the son talk while Rumpelstiltskin's sort of collapsed in a chair, Belle's next to him, the son's on the second floor and looking down at them over a railing; she seems suspicious of him. It seems they've met before, in a shared dream, and something that she saw in that dream is making her suspicious of him now. He warns her not to take shared dreams too literally, as other associations tend to leak in.

My IRL father and I are having a conversation. We're both aware this is a dream. (But I'm not really lucid, or at least not very - 'this is a dream' is just part of the plot.) We're talking about recurring dreams I've been having of falling. (IRL, I can't remember ever having dreamed of falling.) He's concerned about it, doesn't like the idea of me repeatedly splattering myself on the ground. I assure him that I hardly ever splatter on the ground.

As we're talking, the scene shifts, and now I'm falling from a great height - but I land lightly on my feet on the ground, demonstrating my point. I've landed somewhere near an airport. Near where I've landed, there's what I think of as another version of myself from another fall - but rather than being me, it's a woman with long red hair, lying on the ground, bending backwards at an awkward but not fatal angle, and motionless, because she's not really here, she's just an image, like a three-dimensional photograph. Looking at her, I remember various dreams where I watched other characters fall and was unable to stop them, and I acknowledge my father's point, that sometimes the falls don't go so well.

A woman I seem to know very well is waiting for me when I walk away from the airport, and we go to meet back up with my father and his girlfriend. (No resemblance to his IRL one.) We come to a street where we'd meant to meet with them, but we don't see them. I call out "Dad! Ada!" but there's no response. There's a bit of a crowd, people talking to each other, one guy handing out flyers, I get the impression there's a festival going on somewhere nearby. The end of this street is a dream boundary; if we cross it, the dream will change. But the festival is on the other side, and we're wondering if my father went on ahead, through the boundary. The character version of me starts to head for the boundary, but the part of me that's a disembodied observer zooms out and takes a look around, and spots my father and his girlfriend sitting on a bench under an overhang. They'd been blocked from my view by the crowd around the guy handing out flyers. So I cause the character version of me to have doubts about crossing the boundary, reminding him that it'll be hard to get back to this same scene if I'm wrong about my father going on ahead. Character!me turns around.

I tell the woman I'm with that I want to take one last look around, and I go and find a bench to sit down on. I hold my palm up in front of me, and speak to it as if to a computer, "Run search." Two glowing screens appear above my palm, one vertical, one horizontal - I think of it as a way I've created to execute dream programs. I give it more commands to run a scan of the area and locate my father and his girlfriend. Meanwhile, as a disembodied observer, I find this a neat trick, and make a note to try it sometime when I'm actually lucid; I'm wondering if it would still work. The dream scan finishes and has successfully located them, very close to the bench where I'm sitting.

I walk over to them. They seem a little out of it, as if they're high. Apparently they'd heard me calling, but it didn't occur to him that by 'Dad', I meant him. I say to him, "What did you expect me to call you? Paul?" (His name isn't Paul.) Some passerby who's clearly enjoying the festival overhears this and sticks out his hand to my father to introduce himself, saying "Hi, Paul!" My father and I tell him to buzz off, which his girlfriend objects to, as the random passerby seemed nice. By nice, she means good-looking.

There's a vampire who looks like a kid, who'd been having some kind of serious problems, but is assuring a friend of his that he's past them now. He's also discovered that, as a result of those problems, he can eat solid food now, and he's trying to stay off blood. He's optimistic about it. "I've been having some sickness, but-" His friend laughs, patronizingly. As a 3rd person observer, I side with the friend - this is a bad idea.

There's a woman working at some kind of community center, and a man who seems to be drunk outside, holding a knife. She's saying to him through the door, "Go home, Ray! You're sick! You need help!" Afterwards she starts thinking about fated events, and timing.

I'm working with a team of bounty hunters to catch two people, allowing one of them to lead us to the other without letting him realize he's being followed. We catch up to them in the woods, and they're both here, but they're unconscious, and surrounded by two "Wraths" - some semi-divine role, working for Ares. They're waiting for their master, who arrives just after we do.

Three people discussing a conversation they just had with a police captain who hired them. One of them uses the slang term "NeuTrooL", a pun on "new" and "true" and "neutral", which means information given by someone who mistakenly believes their view is an objective truth, completely neutral, when in fact it's influenced by their own bias.

A woman's telling me about her dreams, with a large cast of recurring characters and ongoing storylines. She's telling me her most recent one, about "the Prince and the Magician", and says that the Prince is captive but still playing an active role in events. As she talks, I see the prince sitting in a room that has something crystalline about it; he's a fae-looking thing, and he's sitting in front of a mirror with a spell on it, talking to someone at a distance. The creature in the mirror is very large, and has fur. The woman telling the story mentions the name Ba'alrael.

I'm at my mother's house, and she's putting 9 red beans in the snow behind the house. I ask her why, and she's astonished that I don't know. "Beans for Martin," she says. It's a reference to Redwall, which isn't just a story but a legend, or a fairy tale, something with customs attached - specifically in this case, leaving out nine red beans. "Ever since I was a little girl, they've always had nine at Christmas."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Fragment to do with immortals whose modern clothing preferences tend to gravitate towards those most similar to the eras they grew up in; and later, getting a blood snack from my boyfriend's fridge, talking about indulgence and temptation.

My IRL neighbor momentarily mistook me for a ghost he was looking for. I'm out looking for my IRL cat, to bring her inside, but I see two identical cats and am not sure which is her. (Noteworthy: doppelgangers are a common nightmare theme for me, and this time it's not a nightmare.) I catch them both, and as I'm holding them and explaining the dilemma to my neighbor, I become sure that my cat's the one on the right. Even though they're identical there's a different 'feel.' I'm pleased I was able to recognize the difference. But my neighbor insists that my cat is actually the one on the left; even after I discover some difference between them, he continues to insist on the wrong choice.

Belle and Rumpelstiltskin are having an argument. He's looking very small and confused; he'd been wearing a coat covered in sharp quills like a porcupine's, and while normally he likes it, right now he doesn't have the show-off body language needed for it; he's managed to stick himself with it, twice. She's saying that he's mistaken about why she's unhappy, and that for all the nice things at the castle, she'd opt for a plain thatched house with ordinary things, with someone who does ordinary things, "something that matters." She means blacksmiths or farmers and similar - someone who's part of the community. Rumpelstiltskin's annoyed by this. "Well, you got me."

Fragments: IRL sister S. and her friend P. help me with car trouble; and I tell someone to find me based on the imagery in a dream I made for them.

A note from an earlier wakeup that I no longer remember: "Rescue mission. 2 people ready to bodily drag this guy away from the queen, not realizing he has his own plan."

I become lucid. (I no longer remember what was happening before this, if anything.) I'm standing at the bottom of a short flight of steps leading up out of a shop, onto a street, and there's two guys I'm with who are heading up the stairs, and if I want to follow the storyline of this dream I should head up those stairs with them. But given that I've just become lucid, I'm not sure the lucidity is stable enough to last through a scene-changing doorway, so I decide to abandon the storyline. I look around the shop instead, looking at the wooden pillars and ceiling, wondering what I'd like to do. There's a guy working the register who's grumbling, in a bad mood, and we start talking. He's attractive.

The scene changes; we're elsewhere, having sex, and I can feel everything I do to him as if it were being done to me. He's aware of the sudden scene change, and he's confused, but up for it. His appearance gradually changes, and I become aware that without consciously deciding to do so, I'm changing him to better suit my tastes; now that I've noticed I'm doing it, I consciously encourage specific changes. Everything I change alters gradually, but then suddenly his whole appearance changes in an instant, now a goth/punk look, pale and with half his head shaved; I hadn't intended to do that. I'm thinking that all the gradual changes I was making must have pushed him to some tipping point, and I'm a little annoyed with myself. He's now becoming distressed; I don't think he's aware that he used to look very different, but he's aware something's off. The dream disappears, and I'm in darkness, no visuals, no body, thinking over what went wrong.

I become aware that I'm lying in bed. (False awakening.) I open my eyes: I'm in a dorm, I think of this as a place associated with dreaming. The room's filled with many bunk beds, reminds me of hostels, and although I should have this room to myself, there are a bunch of people here now, new students who've arrived in the night. I try to go back to sleep, although they're very noisy, and I overhear something about framing someone for something as a joke, and something about cats and bad luck. Eventually I remember that I don't live in a dorm anymore, therefore none of this is real and I don't have to be here, so I get up to leave. One of the students tries to stop me, referencing cats and bad luck again, and I get really, irrationally, over-the-top irritated by this - by the idea of a DC standing in my way and wasting my time. I put my hand around his throat - my hand has long claws as I do so - move him out of my way, and walk out the door. (And then woke up.)