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I was on a planet of sorts. A different planet I think. There was fighting, and then we had to escape because the place/planet is going to explode. We took a spaceship. There were a few spaceships. Enemies? They look black with blinking lights all over. I think they're supposed to be UFOs, but we're riding them out of the place.

The civilization in the planet looks "young" but they had technology. Still, they had a lot of forests and high cliffs.

Last night I decided to get up at 3:00 Am and try the WILD technique. I usually practice this technique once or twice per week. I started off lying in bed on my back, and then my right side, and left, then again on my back, and then on my right side again. This went on for about an hour and half, staying in one position for as long as I could stand it. No dreams forming, just random images. Suddenly, and instantly, there’s a full screen dream right in front of me! I’m at a campsite and there’s a big pile of wood in the fire pit. To enter the dream, I decided to raise my right hand with a burning match to light the fire. I could see my hand holding the burning match. I moved towards the fire pit, stepped into the dream, and then threw the match at the pile of wood. Bad idea, there was a massive fireball explosion, which threw me backwards right out of the dream (shortest lucid dream ever)! My body straightened right out, legs kicking, and then I rammed my big toe into my bed’s footboard. My toe still hurts. BTW, in my waking life, I usually throw a gallon of gas on a campfire to light it.

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary written while awake]

I'm in an episode of Doctor Who that takes place in a big, artificial, vertical column that connects the center of the earth with outer space. I am the current companion, but I'm still me. The conflict in the episode centers around whether or not to set off a bomb at the bottom of the shaft that will blow up the Earth. Different characters present convincing arguments for both setting it off and not setting it off. The Doctor and I, of course, are trying to stop it from being set off. Also, there's a time loop, so we get to go back to earlier in time and get a second chance at stopping it from being set off. At some point [I think during the second loop], I become lucid and enjoy the experience. At the top of the shaft, which is in space, I have to jump through empty space and through a small, circular hole to get into an enclosed space that has air. It's a little scary, but I make it.

[This was a pretty cool dream, and I wish I could remember it in more detail.]

Dream

I'm at my old house in Franga. There seems to be a party going on and Jamie Lenton is chasing me around the house, throwing some kind of discs at me. One of them hits me in the back and I feel a bit of pain, but I over exaggerate the pain, and act as if he got me good so he would stop throwing them. I start chasing him now and throwing them at him.
I walk into a bedroom looking for him, and find that he's on the bed with 2 others. The 2 others looked as if they had just finished having sex. The girl looked like the type that would sleep with you at a drop of a hat. They all leave the room and I sit on the bed and talk to a female for a few moments before walking towards the door to leave. I have a balloon in my hand and let the air out as I leave, making a noise with it. I find this funny.

I walk into another area of the house and see that Josh is with a blonde female. They seem to be sucking helium balloons. I walk passed them and see that there's some balloons hanging from the shelf above the heater. Some are deflated and others are still blown up.

I'm now outside and I see some people going on a over sized bike, which seats 3 people. It's a 3 wheeler. I see a gate that's blocking my path, and I make my way through the door. I see Jamie again and he's a bit hypo. Jamie throws a bomb towards me, and he expects it to be too heavy for me to catch. I know it's light and catch it with ease. Jamie now has an even bigger bomb in his hand, and I realize that it's too big to handle and I make a run for it. I make my way onto the side of the road. I brace myself for an explosion, and know the radius of the explosion so I gather I'll be safe. It explodes and a few people are caught in the explosion. They get flung a couple meters backwards, but I think they'll be OK. I look into the sky and see a massive cloud which the bomb has produced. Around the boarder of the cloud, there looks to be intense burning going on, as if it's burning through the ozone layer. There's a guy beside me and I complain to him about what's going on, and say that Jamie's going to fuck this planet up with shit like this. I figure that it might produce a black hole and will suck us all into it. I tell the guy we need to do something about it, like ban him. The guy agrees with me.

I'm now walking towards my old house and I see Daryl Grandmother walking back towards the taxi which is parked out the front of the house. I run towards her but she doesn't recognize who I am and thinks I may have bad intentions. She kind of rushes towards the drivers side door. There was no driver in the taxi, she must have been driving.

Dream Fragment

I'm in a public toilet. I see a TV screen which is showing Ash Mcgril under water with some of her friends. One of her boobs fully comes out of her bikini. Her boob looked perfect. I begin looking for the computer so I can get rip that video of Ash onto a computer. I figure i'll need to use Maxthon browser to do so. I walk into another area in the toilet. I almost slip over due to the floor being slippery. I see a computer in the room. It's monitor is the size of a plasma TV, which is mounted on the wall. On the screen is a game I usually play called Heroes of might and magic V. I see a disc on top of the computer tower, it's the game heroes of might and magic. I hear Daryl in one of the cubicals.

I was at a mall getting all my gear from work. I knew I had to get my hair cut so I went to see if a hair place in the mall gave military discounts. I kept walking and suddenty was in a forest with a scoped rifle hunting some strange creatures near a lake. Cops showed up and started chasing me and suddenly, more people started chasing me also. I had a lot of guns and it reminded me of GTA. I shot at the people chasing me as I ran up a hill. There was a helicopter with Air Force insignias all over it and I knew it had been downed for a long time, so it became an attraction. When I got to the top of the hill, a little girl told me how, at the bottom of the a river, there was the 'Ultimate Gun'. The river she was talking about was dirty and with black oil. There was a way to enter and exit the river without dying and the girl showed me how. I grabbed the gun that was made of plastic tubing and killed people with it. The way the gun would kill people, is that it was open their mouths and the oil it shot would go into their stomachs and make them explode.
The area changed to a factory and when there was only 2 people left, I almost got caught a few times. Eventually. I killed everyone. 2 girls, which I recognized from plenty of previous dreams, were sitting down and they said "Now you die" and the whole world exploded. I remember opening my arms, embracing the blast. Everything went black and I said "Now I wake up."

We stopped at a Greek take-out restaurant. I saw bags of take-out orders being loaded onto a plane to be shipped all the way to Greece. "Wow, this place is hardcore," I thought.

We had parked right under the nose of the plane, where there was a niche just big enough for the car (a 2006 silver Volkswagen bug) to fit. I was a worried because it looked like the plane was about to take off, but figured it would be okay, since the plane would have to back up first, which would release the car from underneath it, and then the plane would turn ninety degrees to access the runway. The car should be fine. Still, I thought I should check. I called up to a lady in the cockpit, "Hey, is it alright if we park--"

Before I could even finish the sentence, a metal plate slammed down over the nose of the plane, closing up the niche where our car was parked. Meanwhile the plane began to pull backward, flattening the top of the car. There was a white flash and the sound of an explosion, and I knew the car was ruined.

I was annoyed because I had been hoping to inherit this car when my husband was done with it. Still, what was done was done, and there was no point getting bent out of shape now. So I tried to stay calm and figure out if there was anything practical to be done.

Note: 2006, the year of the car, is clearly WLR (waking life residue), as last night I was comparing various editions of a book that included this year. The plane is also WLR as I've been flying a lot recently. Not sure where the Greek restaurant came from.

I was in an unfamiliar store (white theme). I was alone. It's facing some sort of field, and then beyond it, I can see the mountains. The sky is blue with whispy clouds. Then, there were invaders. Boneys? (from Warm Bodies) I tried to run. I tried to close the door but there's no lock. I ran to the back, and tried to close the door. The lock was a small, flimsy hook that's upside down. I can't escape. A Boney went through. I wasn't afraid. I was like, "Oh, well, what did I expect?" I died, but I didn't see how. It's like a game. I died and then I try again. This time, I hid below the desk, and then rolled out. I closed and locked the door behind me as the Boneys got inside. I then somehow made the place a trap, and explosive. I ran to the train station. From their, I saw the explosion. Somehow, I thought of Ukraine.

I was in the train station, waiting for the train, going somewhere. I was alone. Then suddenly, there were lots of people in the station. We were waiting for the train. Someone needed to pull the lever, and somebody called and instructed Mark. The train the showed up was on the other side, going to the left. After a while, a train from our left arrived, which is weird; we're at the end of the station, supposedly, so we're in the wrong place, but it went back (left side, facing the tracks from the side) after we boarded. People seem to be in a hurry to board it but I was just not in a hurry. When we were inside, there was still a lot of spaces, as if the people didn't board, or went elsewhere.

I went around, looking for cooler area in train. I was going to the mall.

I was with friends (suddenly). We were looking for a place to eat. KFC? Others (Mang Inasal image but different name)? Leo was there, I think, and so was Jen.

Then I was in the mall, but I was alone. My friends were gone and so were all the people. There was nobody there. I was in a part of the mall that was familiar. I was there in another dream before. I believe it was attached to a port: once a boat port and then an airport. I was thinking that something was a trap. Everyone went to attend an event, but I didn't go. Then I saw (in my mind) a snake man. Poison. I called the president asking if the event had something to do with snakes.

I saw the snake man handling a cobra. It's still wild, not a pet, but somehow, they understood each other, so it's not biting him.

A parking area, like the gravel parking area "behind" our university.

Fight - 1

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It looks like I am kind of an agent/spy, a very well trained one. I am on a mission of protection some Persian Sheik's son.
I have to bring him somewhere. We go through the backdoor of a shop but as were about to leave the shop something explodes and I get thrown out of the shop by the force of the explosion. The whole store is on fire and there is no way the kid survived.
Years later I am eating in a restaurant when the windows bursts and someone starts shooting at the people in the restaurant.
I find myself hiding in the kitchen together with Justing Long (actor from Die Hard 4), but he tells me he can't do this, start running but instantly gets shot. I follow him and look through the shattered store front. I see the shabby street, gray and full with trash. On the other side I can spot a balkony, connected to the street with a ladder. I wanna look away but I see a person climbing down that ladder, obviously in a hurry. Thats my guy I think and start chasing him. He has his back to me and doesn't seem to be running away. As I am following me he starts talking. He tells me the name of the man he just shot and everything else. Then he goes on telling me about a 15 year old, left in the flames, scared and without hope. I realize he must be talking about the persian boy in the explosion and as soon I finish that thought he turns arround. He looks normal with a scruffy beard and short hair. But on his neck he has some metal attachements I don't understand. Also his ears are covered in with a metal ball. He takes them off and reveales some earphones. But not the metal creeps me out, but when I look at his bare chest I see stripes of skin missing forming the word Fight, Far or Flare. The "camera" zooms in and I see a short video sequence with smoke and the title Fight - 1. It looks like an intro to a wrestling match. I look at his face again and see he also has 3 missing stripes of skin on his cheeks.
(The dream jumps to another scene which repeats itself randomly a couple of times in the course of the dream)
I am at a playground where a little boy plays in the sand. He yells mommy, but I just know that his mom isn't alive anymore. He shouts mommy again. I look to my right when a centrifugal begins to turn. I hear a little girl screaming from the top off her lungs: "She's my mommy!", in the creepiest voice I've ever heard! The centrifugal keeps spinning and reveals the little girls face. I look at her and see a gruesome dolls face with a mad grin and blood-shot eyes staring at me. She repeats, It is my mommy and the scene jumps to the story with the boy again.
I find myself in a little shed together with Olivia Wilde. It seems we have to pass some sort of trial without water or food. It is insanely hot and soon the persian now man comes in with wraps and coke but doesn't give any to us.
The persepective switches into 3rd person and I can now see where we are. It is definitely a jungle but it is completely artificial. The river is tiled and the water looks more beautiful than anything I have ever seen. The persian boy must have used his wealth to create his own paradise and now needs to trained agents to do something for him.
I am at the playground again and everything happens exactly like the first time, besides I am closer to the doll now. As she turns all I want to attack and leap at her. I expect to tackle her, but just jump right through her and wake up..

Morning of July 16, 2014. Wednesday.



Zsuzsanna and our family and I appear to be living on Barolin Street though it seems more like my Cubitis bedroom inside at one point. There is no fence as on Barolin Street and the house is much closer to the road (Highway Seventeen) than the Cubitis house was, so it is an interesting new composite as is usually the case.

I have this unusual heightened sense of mortality for some reason, especially at one point where I am lying on the bed near the windows. It seems to relate to our bedroom’s closeness to the main road and the steady traffic. However, it also seems to relate to airplanes that fly over now and then. This dream soon seems to be directly influenced and “scripted” by noises outside, including at least two low-flying airplanes.

The airplane in my dream is flying south (assuming Cubitis - but north if assuming Barolin Street). It is fairly loud and seems to land in an area of town I cannot fully see as it moves down behind the buildings, though it does not seem to be landing in the right area. I hold the anticipatory impression that there will be a crash landing. Even though it is likely in the distance, perhaps two to four miles away, there is an explosion that affects all of the cars on the road just outside, which are also all going south, the explosion’s repercussions being like some sort of domino effect. It is unusual in that the airplane’s explosion seems to mildly threaten our house with debris or fire even though it is supposedly far away. Not only that, each and every car’s engine explodes very quickly and smoothy in a series (south to north) and yet not a single person is hurt. They just get out of their car and look around. Of course, they cannot drive their car anymore at this point. Only the one part of the front of the car looks a bit damaged or different, in some cases, only larger and more squarish.

This scene repeats a little later but this time with a little more detail. It is almost as if this happens on a regular basis since we seem to know what to do in going into a different room in the house for a short time. After the explosions, I look outside and see all the people standing near the cars (all on the right side) and very similar minor damage to each front, all cars in an even row, equidistant, and all similar models. After I wake, I hear an airplane flying overhead after a short time in reality, thus there is not much to this dream other than RAS mediation triggered by real low-flying airplanes - even though it would otherwise be typical autosymbolism related to vestibular system ambiguity, which is why I also typically “expect crash landings” in the dream state regarding subliminal associations with the usual waking start or falling sensation as such. Additionally, the people on the right of their car relates to waking symbolism most often being to the right.

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The last few nights I have dreams of planes crashing.

Date unknown - The first dream I was on the plane that was crashing. It was a small passenger plane, with about 6 or 7 other people, that was trying to ascend over a mountain after take off. I knew there was going to be trouble because the aircraft tilted heavily to the left as it left the pavement. The plane struggled but it did not make it over the steep mountain and crashed near the top.

Date unknown - In the second plane crash dream I can't remember the plot but I remember looking out a large window in an old Victorian style building that overlooked a large modern city and towards a river. It was night time and as I gazed out the window a large passenger plane fell out of the sky and crash landed nose first, where I could see it in the distance. It caused a huge explosion not of fire but of light and it illuminated the whole sky before it faded and everything went dark again.

April 20th - I don't remember the subject of the dream I had last night but one image stayed with me when I woke up: I am looking down on a wooden coffin. It is open and inside lays a deceased woman wrapped tightly in a white shroud so that only her face is visible. Her body from head to toe is covered in brightly colored flowers of all sorts. The flowers around her head are arranged to look like a halo and the flower over her heart is a large sunflower. She looks peaceful and her pale skin contrasts the bright lively flowers all around her.

Morning of December 9, 2013. Monday.



In my dream, it seems to be the last day of middle school, possibly not the last day of the grade but prior to a supposed spring break, involving only sixth to eighth grade classes though I seem to be the oldest and with the highest level of authority in some sort of “commander” role. The part of the “school” we are in (which I perceive as probably being only about a quarter of the size of my real school in conscious afterthought) seems more like a slightly familiar grocery store in some areas, as the larger room is set out with mostly empty aisles similar to a grocery store (and running east to west with us in the west area of the building) but also with sections within the shelf areas that have tables or chairs or openings depending on the section. The northernmost shelf, behind the end section, has a table with my computer set up and with a (fictional) 3-D printer closer to the end section.

Instead of trying to manipulate my dream in my full lucidity, I feel confident enough to remain mentally passive and see what happens (as I already had full control of my martial arts dream that came before this one). The group of students within my dream, mostly male, seems to be of a pretend paramilitary group involved in war games. However, there are no replica weapons, maps, or other aspects at my dream’s beginning point. Our teachers have apparently already left for the day earlier this morning. I continue to have the most authority though am still just another student it seems.

A seemingly familiar classmate in shabby greenish-gray loose-fitting clothing and of a dull-witted visage hands me a (I assume) replica Beretta M1934 (very dark matte blue), apparently from the tall narrow locker in a room through a doorway to the northwest corner. The trigger on the Beretta M1934 seems to be facing the wrong way (the crescent shape pointing towards the user), but I am uncertain of the implications - it would probably still work the same way, as everything else seems correct. (This event may have been influenced by thoughts on the new humidifier we bought in real life, in it having two buttons switched around relative to their functions though it still works). In being annoyed that a dream character had the audacity to try to get the “war games” started on terms other than mine, I mentally transform the pistol into a construct of nougat of the exact same shape and immediately proceed to eat the sweet, wonderful-tasting bluish-colored nougat - at least about twenty-five percent of it. I place it on my table and say “irrelevant” and tell him to go home, which he does a bit reluctantly.



Soon, I start to pull out maps from near the table and place them on the ends of the aisles. The one farthest to the south (all focus here is on the western ends of the aisles and there are at least four) is quite large, with at least six creases and is vertically narrower. It looks the most complex and colorful yet also seems to relate to some sort of Celtic legend or fantasy, possibly relevant to a recently released computer RPG, the implications of which start to bore me. Many of the students (including at least two unknown females) seem more interested in this than the other maps and supposed plans. It seems, though, the majority would still prefer a World War II scenario in the war games, although there are different opinions expressed from time to time, including from a couple students continuously contradicting themselves relative to their interests.

I try to get things going a little better, as there are only a few hours left on this last day before spring break, yet no one is really in costume yet either, so engaging in war games with only the person (with no uniform) and nothing else seems a bit pointless. I ask one person what they would like and they tell me “a blue machine gun”. I go over to my computer and start to type “blue machine gun” so that my 3-D printer will create one. This seems to be going fine as I type b, l, u - but then the keyboard blows up in my face in flame and smoke. There seems to be a clever but unexpected play on “blew” and “blue”, and I am really annoyed by this pun altering my intent. However, I keep going without wanting any of the other dream characters to notice my frustration. There is not much left of my computer keyboard and most of its keys are now missing (but mostly only as if removed for cleaning as there does not appear to be much fire damage), leaving mostly only a hollow space in its center area. The keys that are still on my keyboard and possibly usable are the ones with the least frequency, such as Z, Q, X, J, K, and a few others. I stoically pretend to type “blue machine gun” on the missing keys and mentally force the 3-D printer to come on and create the blue machine gun anyway. I test it and it is one of those toy machine guns that makes a sort of repetitive clacking sound. As I hand the toy weapon to the student, the barrel support turns black. “No, all blue, you imbecile,” I say to the toy weapon, and it changes back, but only for a few seconds, then returns to being all blue except for the barrel support area. Still, the fellow student seems very happy with it and runs off.

I go back to make more items that may be put to use but there is a small isolated adapter on the table related to the monitor and which seems to be open and exposing capacitors and wiring. It soon starts to sizzle, catch on fire, and make a lot of black smoke. I unplug everything. A few people notice my mishaps. Still - I mentally will everything to work without being plugged in while not even pretending to use the computer keyboard at that point. No one comments on (or even seems to care or notice much) me using my equipment without electricity.

I then consider if vehicles will be needed for our war games. I ask another student what sort of vehicle he wants and after seeming to think awhile on it, he says “a road”. I am annoyed and tell him that a road is not a vehicle and am not sure if anything will ever get started before this day ends.

Soon, many of the other students start singing the old Freakies Cereal song (from 1974), which for some reason, has been stuck in my head lately (relative to research for another dream). Apparently, I am now “Boss Moss”. “Make sure you spell it right!” I yell as the real-life song response phrase as they are all singing and leaving via the eastern doorway and then wandering about on the streets in random pursuit of each other. “Wait!” I yell, “that’s not very bright to say spell it right” (doing a dancing rhyme) “it should be ‘make sure you spell it CORRECTLY!’" No one cares, and most are still using “invisible” (imaginary) weapons - and falling over pretending to die and quickly getting up again and zigzagging north up the streets and sidewalks as my dream begins to break up and lose focus with the song still ringing in my head yet with a sense of the beginning of summer (which contradicts the implied season in the first part of my dream).

I'm inside a warehouse with Daz and Anna. I see a bag of flower underneath the garage door. The door starts to close, and I quickly try and get through the small opening or try and move the flower, but I get there too late. I can see a man with a grenade launcher. He shoots off a grenade and it explodes not too far from me. It looked pretty amazing seeing the explosion. I think I'm at a army base and try and have a sneak passed the guy that shot the grenade. I only get a small glimpse of what looked like an Army Tank.

I'm now in a room with Daz and he is holding his cock pills. I hug Daz for some reason and he hugs me back and kisses me on the cheek.

I'm with Anna and I feel horny and want to have sex with her, even though she has a boyfriend. I expect it to be OK, cause there's nothing to it, no emotion, just sex.

I'm laying in bed with Anna and Daz is behind us.

Got random lucid during normal sleep, low awareness though, couldn't remember goals and stuff. The part of dream before it though... quite an experience i should say.

Dream 1:

I was playing a game and apparently it was some kind of MMO, i've just created character and had just starting equipment, which was some kind of dagger. I was playing with somebody and he knew a number of things about the game, and i couldn't even figure out the HUD for some reason. We had to fight through various enemies and during looting i've found random dagger, which looked almost exactly like mine, but i've decided to use it instead. It was dealing massive damage to enemies, even more so than any weapon of who i was playing with.
After some more fights we came across a shop, which was still full of enemies. After cleaning it and accidentally cutting shopkeeper a few times, which he ignored due to being mostly invincible NPC, we checked shop itself. I had like 10k ish coins while other player had like 10 million. He bough some stuff and i've bought custom dagger crafting, menu appeared where i could select a few options and elements and then i've got new dagger, it costed 10k though. Testing it on nearby enemies i've found out that it's much weaker than the one i found, then i figured out how to look up stats. Well the dagger i've found had like +250 to attack, of attack base of dagger being 10... Waste of 10k coins.
We went on further and soon reached some sky island/castle area, we went through a few jumping puzzles and soon were in. There were no enemies here and it was kinda empty. I found two big tall areas with spiraling staircases, one of which had sky embedded in it somehow, looked pretty cool.

Dream 2:

I am at home with family and we are talking about some things, that continues for a while until i hear someone announcing something through speaker from a helicopter passing by, it was something about incoming nuke. Everyone but me starts panicking, and then a minute later, i see a huge missile coming, it hits somewhere nearby and there's sound of huge explosion. More people panic, but i just stay and say "Well then... good bye, this world". It starts getting really hot and soon the 'wave' of explosion itself hits. Everything turns into rubble and people burn to bones. My body is in pain and quite burned, but i am apparently still mostly ok. I slowly walk through rubble, still in pain, soon i reach the 'edge' of explosion, which is still exploding, and i jump out of it. Some random person comes and then suddenly i am in a room with lots of tables, there are other people who survived apparently, or something.
Confused for a second, i think, it could be a dream or something, i ask that person and he says something along the line "Only you can know". Yeah ofcourse, i should do reality check, so i do it and look at my hands, they are pretty weird and different number of fingers so yes, this is dream. I try hard to think of what to do but for some reason not much comes to mind... Then thought of dream food comes and i just go 'Well, why not?'. I ask nearby DC to get me some food of his choice, he goes away and i wait for him sitting near table. He comes back with a glass of what looks like milk, i drink a bit but it don't tastes much, i ask DC what's that and he responds with something along the line of "You should know". Then dream quickly fades and i wake up.

Date: August 26, 2013
Method: WBTB & DILD
Total Hours Sleep: 8-9

I was in a neighborhood looking at houses for sale. All the houses had a strange component…for every house being sold, something terribly scary went wrong in that home. How did I know? I was shown immediately (by vision or ghost) upon arrival to the house. Once I walked up the driveway, I saw a human being hanging from the door (like the person committed suicide by hanging). I would go to take a look at the next house for sale and see (by vision) that an explosion had taken place at the house, but the current sellers were always trying to cover up what had taken place. We went to another home and saw another ghost like figure giving me the ‘eye’ as to say, “Do you know that I’m haunting this home your thinking about buying?” I should have become lucid from all of this, but I was so wrapped up in what I was seeing…I was afraid and I woke up.

Note: This was one of my most vivid dreams...I don’t ever have nightmares, so this is one of my new dreamsign.

Dream 1:

I was in some FPS, that looked VR grid-stylish. I was fighting through enemy territory and had some abilities that were very effective versus enemies. I got through some areas and stairs till i reached some place where people were contained, like a prison of some kind, it had alot of colors. I was talking to some then was going through a few more areas there was another dude and we talked about programming. I was apparently a robot of some kind and that the group from before were actually with enemies. So i went back, broke into their place through wall and started killing everyone, then there was malfunction and self-destruction mechanism got activated with explosion destroying the whole place.
I respawned and the game was more like 2D platformer/shooter now in fantasy setting but with futuristic weapons, there were a few jumping segments in level i was going through and i was destroying some enemies in search for a key, then after key was found i opened the passage to the boss. Boss appeared to be huge thing on a ceiling which attacked with some multi-colored semi-homing energy projectiles, and as i was downing his hp bar he did summoned ghost versions three smaller bosses that i recognized as previous bosses of same game. There were also spikes on the sides of the room and a few platforms. I had to reload game from last save a few times but i had a tactic to deal with the boss. I memorized pattern and was dodging around, then eventually i won.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some 2D platformer game where i was controlling two cartoon characters. The level structure was horizontal and there were some puzzles, overall it was indoors with wooden theme for the most part and there were many pits leading into abyss. One of characters got stuck between walls at one point due to glitch in a puzzle but i was able to switch characters around and avoid falling into abyss.

Dream 3:

I was playing some Stalker-looking game, but it had some features from AI War as well, such as Fabricators, and they were surrounded by anomalies. Also there were player classes, including class called 'Anomaly', which was very overpowered because it didn't had some limits other classes did. I was discussing it with SilentEternity and we were talking about classes as well as how useful fabricators are. In game i haven't progressed much, mostly was checking fabricators and talking with a few NPCs.