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Lol it was like that , some girl borrowed my 5 euro / usd ..
then i dont know wether i lost them or she didnt gave me or i didnt gave back or so..

then i was walking on the street
and 2 guys come to me..
i started fighting lol
they were punching me..
i was punching them also so hard..
they were like laughing hahaa..
it was like fun fight.. for just 5 euros/usd. .
then somehow i left them and i continued dreaming ;D

I remember the setting of my dream being almost post apocalyptic, or at least the city I was in wasn't doing so well. It was more at night. I was in Florida. I remember hanging out with some of my friends and my brother. We were in some sort of house that I did not recognize. We were in one of the bed rooms. My friend and I were sitting on the bed discussing classes for the upcoming semester, and my brother was sleeping on the other side of the bed. There is a window above the bed that looks out onto a chemical waste river. I noticed some people standing on the other side of the river. They were 2 men and 1 woman. The woman was shorter, kind of puggier, with WAY too much make-up. The man, a more tall, stocky fellow, with sandy brown hair. I glanced at them out the window and returned to my friend. Suddenly I see these knives and throwing stars come at the window. The throwing stars are the size of CDs. The window has 2 planes of glass but the knives break through the first layer easily. I hear an older gentleman behind me say something like "that window has 2 layers, they can't break both." I replied "they've already broken one and the second one is cracked." After I had said that the knives had broken through the second layer of glass. The knives and throwing stars start flying into the room. I began to fend them off and catch them so they would not land and hit my sleeping brother (who for some reason doesn't wake up from any of this.) I start to get real angry because they are trying to hurt us and are putting my brother in danger. They charge the house. Next to the room where we were in is a hall way leading to a door. They come in through that door. My friend begins to fight with them and I know I can take them with no problem (I start to kind of become lucid here) I grab the taller man by the throat and kind of choke him out and toss him aside. I had thought I had killed him. I focused on the girl then, blocking her attacks and fighting her with martial arts moves that I suddenly know. The man I had choked came up behind me and began fighting me too. I was shocked he didn't die. I began to throw their own knives back at them, cutting them yet they still kept coming. I didn't know why they were attacking us. I got the feeling that they were attacking us because of either a complete misunderstanding or for no particular reason at all. I was getting really frustrated, not only because they wouldn't die, but also that they wouldn't leave us alone. I continued fighting the two throughout the house (I didn't know where the other guy went). The fight goes on for what seems like hours. Eventually the fight was taken outside and I was fighting them while gliding above them trying to find a weakness. This is when I became lucid. I knew I was flying and I was like "wait a minute, I am dreaming." I flew to the top of a house. "ok, what was I supposed to do.....oh right, mexico." I stabilized a bit and tried to visualize the pyramid. I manifested a compass so I could point myself in the right direction. I pushed off the roof of the house and shot myself high in the air. I looked down at the still continuing battle. I saw a friend fighting the strangers among a couple of trees (like spruce trees, which is odd for florida). I turned my attention to my destination. I gathered some energy and pushed off making myself fly at super speed. I knew at this speed I would get there in just a few seconds. The scene is a blur as I shoot through the sky....

My alarm goes off and I wake up. >.<

This is one of my
Five-Star Dreams

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

A nice, detailed lucid that has to be one of my longest ones ever! I didn't do anything too epic in this dream except for a cool slow-motion sequence and a whole lot of observations, just to get back into the swing of things (I didn't want to try teleporting in this one, and unfortunately, I totally forgot about having a shared dream with members of the IOSDP).

I was in a room that was about fifteen by ten feet; it had tan-colored brick walls and dark, faded hardwood flooring. I'm surprised I could find a picture that depicts close to what the room looked like! It looked like the one on the right; I have adjusted the colors and saturation to how it appeared in the dream. It was darkly lit by one yellow lightbulb in the center of the varnished concrete ceiling, hanging from a short but twisted cord. The glow of pale yellow light was steady and unabated but it was still pretty dark. In the middle of one of the shorter walls was a normal, closed wooden door that was painted white. Against the opposite wall, and again right in the middle, there was a double bed. It had a metal frame with one rounded metal piece for a headboard, and reminded me of a crib. On top was a soft, plush white bedspread that was thicker than a duvet. Room in a psych hospital, perhaps?

I was lying on this bed, on my stomach with my head turned over to the right. There was no pillow; I was just resting on top of the bedspread with my head in the covers. Then, I suddenly felt extremely relaxed and almost felt like I was going to fall right through the bed - sleep paralysis. However, in the dream, I regarded sleep paralysis as a terrifying, mental abnormality that shouldn't happen to anyone. I sensed an unknown figure made of black smoke walk over to my bedside and stick a small, very thin needle into my arm, right where I'd receive a shot at the doctor's.

I freaked out; my breathing became erratic and fast, which was very realistic for being in a dream. The episode ended shortly after, when the needle was removed from my arm. I burst out from the bed and ran to the door; I recall the hardwood floor being extremely smooth, without any spaces between the boards or indents. I opened the door to a whole other section of building. This wasn't an insane asylum or anything, but a house that was positioned right next to my school! I had emerged from the room with the bed, into a short, wider hallway which opened up into a central area. This was the second floor. There was a set of crappy-looking, broken stairs going up to a single-room third floor, and a set at the end of the room that went down to the first floor. They looked like they disappeared into the wall, though, because there wasn't enough room for the staircase to change directions. Below is the basic layout of the floor, along with a shaded section for the third floor above it.

The whole place was lit normally. The floor had nice, lighter hardwood and some accent rugs here and there, all rectangular in shape. Although the stairs leading up to the third floor (closed off by a metal door at the top of these stairs) were broken and cracking, and the set going to the first floor were concrete and didn't match the rest of the floor, the place had a warm atmosphere. I felt welcomed. However, I had to tell someone about what I just experienced while lying on the bed.

There were many people in the open room here; one person was at a round table made of polished wood, like you'd see in a small kitchen. There was also a group of six or seven people clustered around two windows on the far wall. They were large and slightly rectangular (horizontally) in shape, and if you were to look outside, you'd see the parking lot for my school, and the school off to the left. The house and school were connected. Outside, it was dark. Nighttime. The door on the wall adjacent to the two windows led to a relatively large bathroom.

Among the cluster of people, I saw a rather grizzled man with pale peach skin that had almost a grey tone to it.

"Hey," I said, slightly desperate and afraid.

He turned around to face me and walked over to where I was standing. I knew this man was very kind and didn't think for one time that he was weird or off-putting, although in a real life situation, I may have avoided him.

I started to talk. "I..."

Midway through my sentence, I suddenly became aware. "Whoa... holy crap. Am I dreaming?" I asked, stupefied and excited. I did a nose-plug reality check to confirm this, and my lucidity went up a bit more. For fun, I looked at the man, using dream control to make him answer the way I wanted him to.

"Am I really dreaming?" I asked, and he answered, throwing his arms up. "Yes!" he said excitedly.

"Awesome! ...Awesome!" I exclaimed and almost ran off without stabilizing or doing any thinking. I stopped myself and started to reason out what I'd do in this dream. "Maybe I should try and get to an airport." But then, I thought the better of it and decided to save that for a time when I was a bit more lucid, and maybe when I was in a brighter location. After all, it was nighttime outside, and in the past I've had difficulties teleporting to daytime areas when I was in a dark area.

"Stabilization. See how long the dream will last if I do lots of stabilization." I thought for a moment. "The bathroom," I then said, chuckling. "There'll be lots of stuff in there!"

I forgot all about the people, simply skipping past them and feeling how weird gravity felt. It didn't feel like I was being pulled down to the floor quite as much, but I wasn't floating at all; I simply felt a bit less heavy. The door to the bathroom was open, so I just pushed it open more and walked inside. The floor was pretty gross - it was made of colorful yellow tiles, each probably only two or three inches across, with dust in the grout between each of them. There were pale stains along the floor from water, or something. I really didn't want to know. Altogether, the room was a good 10x10 feet, with a long, single white bathtub on the right that had a long, white clear shower curtain to match. The curtain was half-open. The walls of the bathroom were beige and also had very faint stains, which I guessed were from water. In front of me, at the end of the room was a sink. The left wall, adjacent to the one that had the sink in front of it, had the toilet against it. The toilet was the cleanest thing in the bathroom, but I didn't notice an opening to the siphon or plumbing. It just looked like a big, toilet-shaped bowl (ignore the irony there).

I walked to the sink. Above it was a mirror, which was probably double the width of the sink with a fancy gold rim around it; this rim was a bit rusty and lightly scratched in some patches. I looked into it and saw myself - I looked as normal as I could have; I thought it was maybe just a trick of the dream and when I were to wake up, I'd realize I looked totally off, but upon closer observation, nothing changed. I looked like I did in real life, with the exception of my hair. It was slightly shorter than it should've been. I took my attention away from my face and looked past it to the rest of the room; I saw the door behind me, and the toilet on the... right? What?

I raised my eyebrow and turned around. The room had gotten smaller; now it was the side of a normal small bathroom. The toilet was now on the right of the sink instead of the left, and the room was half as long and wide as it was before. The door was mere feet away from me; I'm guessing about six or seven.

"Cool."

I then expected a shelf to be on the left wall. Turning to the left, I saw a thinner, rectangular white plank of wood coming out from the wall. On it were toiletries; I remember seeing Colgate toothpaste and a toothbrush, along with a men's electric razor. I picked up the toothpaste and it felt like a rock; the white and red tube didn't seem squeezable so I just put it in my right hand and rolled it around for a few moments. I ran my left hand against the wall and felt small bumps, like tiny pieces of grit and stones had been trapped behind the wallpaper. It tickled my hand so I took it off, and then I dropped the toothpaste. I then decided to get (slightly) creative and lick the wall. I did this and it didn't taste like anything. I then knelt down and licked the floor, figuring there was no harm in doing it, no matter how nasty it may have been. The floor didn't taste like anything either. I moved my tongue around and said "bleh". Getting up, laughing as I did, I then smelled the air. I picked up a trace of sandpaper, but that was it.

After sticking my nose out to smell the air, I rubbed my hands together and looked at them. I counted six fingers on my left hand, but it looked like it only had five, so I counted them again. It was a bit of a mind-bleep. My right hand was very weird; it had five fingers but my thumb was missing the middle segment; it just had the base part and the end where the fingernail was! Yuck! I was able to move it like normal after I stopped looking at it, though, as if it was back to the way it should've been. Finally, I stopped to hear any sounds I could pick up on. I heard very quiet, muffled windchimes, but although the sound was distant, it felt like it was coming from all around me. The sound was quiet enough not to bother me though, and it seemed to stop once I started heading back to the open door of the bathroom. I was now in the main room again, and the lighting had changed - all the lights were off, and the only source of light was from the moon outside, coming in through the windows. It was rather pretty, but...

"Wow..." I said, a bit frustrated. "There is no way I'm going to change this to daytime." I walked to one of the two windows; more specifically the one on the right, closest to the wooden table, and looked through the glass. It was surprisingly clear. I saw the parking lot, but it was two stories down. I also noticed there were no longer any people around in the room.

I shrugged and rested my hand on the glass, gradually pushing harder on it until the whole piece of glass just fell down onto the ground. I then stepped up onto the windowpane, first with my right foot and then my left, and pushed off, jumping into the air. I didn't float at all for once, and simply fell back down really quickly like what would happen in real life, then landed on the asphalt with a low-pitched thud that almost sounded like breaking glass. I then looked to the left; in the moonlit darkness I saw the large front entrance to my school, so I began walking towards it.

Halfway there, I stopped to look up at the sky and I saw the moon, which was in a relatively normal location. Looking up even further, almost so that I didn't see anything on the ground anymore, I saw some tiny stars that were almost faded away completely. There were a few turquoise-colored streaks of clouds, which were also hard to spot. Most of them were near where the moon was. I didn't see a lot of details on the face of the moon itself; it was really just a white circle with some very light gray blots on it. I put my finger in front of the moon and dragged it downwards, towards the earth. I expected the sun to come up in turn, and for the entire sky to get brighter. However, even though the moon moved with my finger, the sun didn't come up and only a patch of sky above the school got brighter. Then again, I'd never been very good at changing the sky.

"Brighten the sky," I shouted commandingly. Nothing happened.

"Whatever, be that way," I said in the tone a parent would say to an unruly child, and waved my hand off towards the sky. I walked to the school and when I got there, I opened the furthest left of four wide doors that each consisted of only a metal frame and a big pane of glass. The door wasn't locked, but it would've been in waking life. I walked into the atrium, which was the main area of the school that spanned upwards for three stories, and led to, essentially, all the different classrooms.

The main section of the school, right when you walk in, consists of a large, long atrium with a triangular glass roof, which allows for much light to enter the school, making it fairly airy and bright. Classrooms are on the left and right of this atrium, and near the entrance there's a large set of stairs on the right, just before the classrooms begin. The main tones in the building include light beige, light eggshell blue tiles, and accents of paler turquoise, such as on the window frames and stair handles.

The place was actually lit very well; I looked up through the glass roof and saw the dark night sky, but didn't care, so long as I could see inside the building, which was bright. I passively traveled down the atrium and saw many different people walking around, but I didn't recognize anyone in particular. However, since I knew that I couldn't get to an airport and create an amazing chase scenario from here, immediately I decided that I just wanted to raise hell in this dream, by any means necessary. At this point, I'm not even sure if I cared whether I woke up or not. This dream was already longer than the majority of my other lucids, and I knew this.

I crossed my arms and stood in the middle of the area for a couple moments. I wanted to fight and bring a whole mass of bad guys down on me.

My gaze then flicked to the side as I imagined (without actually hearing anything) a twig snapping outside the school entrance. I breathed out quickly, acting like I'd been surprised, and then widened my eyes as I heard a group of men entering the atrium behind me, through the glass doors I'd just gone through. I spun around and, without visualization at all, saw that they were wearing dark gray and black S.W.A.T. outfits.

"Man, I'm sick of these S.W.A.T. teams," I said, out of character for a moment and just complaining about the dream.

"Oh well," I then said in a lighter tone. Back in character again, I saw a man in the middle hold a gun up to eye level and shuffle a few steps towards me. The gun he was holding looked like it was made entirely of lightweight metal, almost exactly like the one on the left. He was aiming for me and before I could do anything dream control-wise, he shot at me. I jumped up and curved backwards, just in time as the slower-than-normal bullet whizzed right underneath me. My jumping movement was fast, but as I arced backwards it became slow motion, which was an amazing sensation. I wasn't paying attention to the man who shot me anymore, and was simply taking note of how when I tried to move my arms, it would be like moving through a viscous liquid. I didn't try to move my legs, which felt like they were numb and floating. The slow-motion sequence ended in about ten seconds and instead of continuing to curl backwards and end with a backflip, I kicked my legs from in front of me to underneath me, and I landed upright.

I looked at the men and raised my chin, daring them to shoot again, but the dream faded.

Swamp Guards

I was walking through an old torn down industrial area. It was quiet, there was nobody around and for some reason I thought I was dreaming. I pinched my nose and it failed. It was the first time the nose pinch had ever failed me! I glanced at my hand quickly and put it back down by my side. I thought something was a little strange and glanced back at my hand to see six fingers! I grew an extra finger out of my hand just to make sure. Yup, I was lucid. I couldnt remember my goal and walked for a little while trying to remember. Then I remembered I wanted to go to Denn! I looked around and there was a forrest only 100 meters away. I ran towards it flat out. The forrest was more of a swap and had large platforms elevated at least 10 meters above the swamp. I started onto the platforms and made my way into the forrest.The swamp looked a lot like this only it had far wider platforms and was higher off the ground.



It was layed out in what seemed like a large grid. I wanted to memorise the layout I was in so I could draw it when I woke up but I didnt do a good enough job. I ran up a little stairway onto a slightly higher platform and then back down the other side. I ran right past a guard of some sort. He had basic but nice looking leather armor and a long spear. After running past him I ducked down behind a chair. I could see him through a rather large gap in the chair. However he could see me too. He slid his spear towards me. I grabbed it and as he pushed it in for the kill. I adjusted my weight and lifted my feet from the ground. As he pushed the spear in, it simply pushed my body with it. I flew back safely, out of reach of his spear. He came in again and this time I doged it then grabbed the spear again and pulled it in towards me. With his thrust already sending him forwards he came tumbling down infront of me where I kicked him out cold. I turned around the make a stealthy escape but there was another. I easily took care of him, typical guards with no skill at all. After finishing him off I turned around to see two more, one on each side of me. I wasnt worried, they were no threat. As I still didnt have a weapon I used the same technique as the first two, dodging their attacks which was very fun and a lot more interesting with two at the same time. When the opportunity arrived I pulled them both in and kicked them into submission. As I started to make my escape I woke up into an FA.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I just woke up from a bunch of fucked up dreams, but they were cool! Long and actioned packed. REM rebound from alcohol always delivers.

03.15: Sleep

12.30: Supermarket mayhem DILD
I'm in a car with my mom and my little brother. My mom seems to be pissed about something and drives rather recklessly. She doesn't signal when she's changing lanes and complains about everything. We go down a long hill which leads into town. A stream goes under the road and on the left side, people are fishing, throwing the lure over the road into the pond on the other side. They catch trout and salmon.

A police motorcycle pulls up next to us. It's got a wagon in which another policeman is sitting. They start signaling. "Oh shit, we're getting pulled over" I say. My mom slows down and goes into the right lane. They go infront of us and start waving their arms, doing some kind of sign language, telling my mom that was reckless driving and she has been warned. They take off and my mom is still pissed.

"Do you hear that?" she asks me. There's something wrong with the engine of the car, it rattles and doesn't sound good at all. "Well I just bought new energizers, and they were broke!" she tells me. I figure it's some kind of spark plug device. "You need to go into the supermarket and buy new ones for me" she says and takes an exit. We stop infront of the local supermarket. "There's a cartridge in the back" she tells me and I get out of the car and head to the back. I open the trunk and look around. "There's no fucking cartridge here" I tell her. "Look closer god damnit!"

I find it, it's a pink one. "Oh I found it, nevermind" I say and close the trunk. I head in through the store. Oh, they've redone the entire place, I don't recognise anything really. I try to find the section where they sell car parts, but all I see is boots and shoes. I wander around for a while before finding a small table in the middle of the shoe section on which I find a pink cartridge. "Mineral pills" it says. That's definitely not the one I was looking for.

I pick up my phone and call my mom again and tell her they don't have it. I try to find my way out of the store, holding my stomach to prevent the cuts I've mysteriously gotten from bleeding. Perhaps I should go to the hospital, or do it myself. I remember my coworker Valdis saying he used to sew his own cuts. I grab a pack of bandaids and head for the cashier.

I bring out my card and the guy in the cashier asks for my ID. I hand it to him and he exclaims: "What do we have here? Is this really you?" he says and says another guys name. He shows me the picture on the ID and I realise it's not mine. Oh shit that's right! I gave my friend Victor my real one, this is his friends. "Hey guard, come over here" he says and a security guard shows up. He explains it all. The guard takes a look at what I'm buying. "That's it? You can go then" he tells me. Sweet.

I try to pay with the card, but that's not mine either and I don't know the code. Shit! The guy in the cashier seems to be pissed about the fact that I didn't get in trouble. I hand him a 100 crowns bill and hold out my hand for the change. "Here you go" he says and puts a bunch of coins in my hand. I count them. "So a pack of bandaids costs like 80 crowns? I ask him. I'm starting to get pissed off.

He brings up two 20 crown bills, messes them up and throws them at me. "Here's your change" he says and I can tell he's pissed, but so am I. I throw the small change in his face as I'm walking away. "Fuck you." The guy gets up and attacks me. We throw a couple of punches, at first mine are all weak and I don't seem to be doing much damage. After a few seconds I start hitting him brutally with knees and elbows. I kick his legs and he falls to the ground. God damnit now I'm in trouble! And great, I have no ID.

I realise I have to find my own ID before I get caught, or I'll be in big trouble. My friends Felix and Victor are outside on the parking lot. I start walking towards the entrance of the store. When I reach it a person is blocking the way, holding a woman by the throat with her back against him. He's pointing a gun at her head. I head back in. "Okaaaay..." I say and look around. There's people being held hostage all around us, and I spot Felix and Victor behind a fence. "Hey Victor! I need my ID" I tell him.

The hostage takers seems to be Italian. "I will bring out my wallet, slowly" I tell them and do it super slowly. I hand him the ID of his friend. "Your ID is in the car man" he tells me. Fuck! I look around the store and wonder if the police will show up soon. All of a sudden we hear a huge crash, Felix throws himself to the ground. "What the hell was that?" he asks. I look out through a small window. A small plane has just crashed into the building. "It's your older brother" I tell him, knowing he's a pilot.

The plane backs up on the parking lot. This time with full throttle, the plane smashes right into the building further away, creating a big hole. As the entire plane disappears into the building, the walls and roof starts collapsing. Shelves packed with chips comes crashing down, spraying chips everywhere. "Holy shit" I say before hell breaks loose.

Everyone starts shooting at eachother. I see people from the military, shooting at eachother aswell as the captors. I have no idea who they are, and whose side they're all on. A girl picks up a huge chainsaw and cuts a few people in half. She runs around the store, going berserk. I figure if I just lie down, people will think I'm dead and leave me alone. I lie down between two food shelves and pretend to be dead. I almost fall asleep as I'm lying there, trying not to shake with fear.

After a while I can hear people around me. I look up and on the shelf above me and a big guy in shorts is sitting there. All of a sudden a basketball shoots out from nowhere and he kicks it. I get up and move out of the way. A bunch of people are playing some insane version of basketball and they keep kicking the ball, or hitting it to eachother. The ball moves at an incredible speed and they seem to have super reflexes. I walk away into a corner, take a few boxes of toys and a blue teddy bear and put them infront of me, hiding.

I stay there for a few minutes until the manager of the sport comes along. He looks at me while commenting on the match. I get up and head for the entrance once again. It's blocked off. I decide to just walk. I find a fat guy sitting at the fruit stands, clearly gone insane from all the chaos. He's talking to himself. I head on and arrive at the sodas. Two foreign guys appears with their arms full of six packs of soda. I accidentaly bump into one of them and he drops them all. It's Oranginas and energy drinks. I help him pick them up but the cardboard holding them together keeps breaking.

I pick up an energy drink and taste it. It tastes amazing! I spin the weird can which is thicker at the top and try to find the brand. "Falcon," cool! I drink it all up. The foreign guy decides to push a metallic shelf on wheels instead and I help him out. We push the thing into another shelf, which starts a chain reaction. It's like dominoes. Bottles crash into other bottles, but none break. The whole thing stops moving after a while.

I get lucid like that. I look around at the different sodas and coffee brands. This is great, tasting everything in here before buying it in the store! I recall this is my second time getting lucid tonight, sweet.

12.30: Fishing for trout
The ponds containing trout up on the hill before entering town, is where we're heading at. I'm with Monica, my brother Martin and my coworker Holger. We go up the hill and look into the waters. I see several big, white fish. "That's not it is it?" my brother asks me. I see two more fish further away and they've got red and blue stripes on their backs. "This is it" I say. We all need fishing gear though, and further down the road, I know people have left some.

There's water everywhere for some reason, and we arrive at a wooden dock. Martin and Monica takes the two fishing lines someone's hidden. I spot a lure in the water and decide to take it. Holger starts swimming towards it but I grab the line and pull it in before he can reach it. "I'm going to use one, no matter what I say" and let the rest fight over the other two. We start walking back towards the ponds.

12.30: Darn T-rex!
I'm in another country on a vacation with Monica. We're sitting outside of a long hedge, watching the landscape. "It's so nice here, no one to see what we're doing" Monica says and starts taking off her clothes. She sits down ontop of me. I look over her shoulder up on the road going through some hills. I spot the silhouette of a dinosaur on the top. We start having sex and I figure the dinosaur won't trouble us anyways. A few seconds later I look over her shoulder again and watch as the dinosaur, a T-rex, comes down from the hill and screams at the cars. It starts running towards us.



"Shit, babe we gotta run" I say and stand up. I grab Monica's hand and head through the thin wooden door in the hedge and close it shut. We sit down on a bench under some roof. The T-rex seems to be pissed, but I know it won't destroy the hedge to reach us. Monica, who has now turned into my brother Morgan, starts mumbling. "Shut up!" I whisper angrily. He won't shut up though and tries to talk. I grab his mouth. "He's going to kill us if you don't shut up" I tell him and release him. "You're mean" he tells me.

All of a sudden the T-rex runs off to the right, and I know he'll find an entrance further down. "Okay let's go" I tell my brother and head for the old wooden houses just a few feet away. My brother goes into one of them and I the other just next to it. I climb a few ladders and reach the attic. A big gaping hole lets me see what's going on in the house my brother is in. I see the back of an enormous wild boar standing in the living room. Oh shit.

12.30: Fragments
*Got a fragment of me being lucid, and having sex with Monica. I tell her something sweet, like I would always pick her.

12.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: Lots of alcohol

That's it! Crazy dreams. I also have the vague memory of throwing around things with telekinesis, but I don't know if that's a previous memory or if I actually did it. I know I was lucid twice last night, but I can't really recall so I'll just count it as once.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I remember being at a best buy, and I had a PS3 controller in my hand. It was a remote for this hologram that walked around the store. The guy was about 5 foot, and it was pretty fun.......recall is jacked up so.......

I'm pulling swords out of thin air, specifically clouds buster sword. I did a scene change by laying in the grass face first, and melting through the ground. The next scene I saw two samurai looking guys who were unarmed. Of course they wanted to fight, and they were laughing at the huge weapon I had. I threw it away, and tried to pull out another....didn't work. I tried again, and I pulled out this deep black sword with japanese writing written down it. (it looked similar to Aurons) I don't remember much else other than fighting them bare handed....

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a bunch of violent dreams last night. No lucid which was kind of disappointing considering I did a proper WBTB.

00.30: Sleep

07.00: WBTB 20 minutes

09.00: Fragments
*I'm riding my snowboard with my brother Morgan. We arrive at some wooden ramps and halfpipes. We stay there for a while for some reason.

*I'm walking down a street with my friend G. I remember a bank robbery happening up ahead just a few weeks ago and I tell him about it. "They had machine guns and everything, was awesome."

*I'm holding some man's arms from behind. My friend Eric stabs him in the heart with a knife. He misses and does it again, only in the right place this time. I think it's all a game of some sorts.

09.00: Dark mansion fight
I'm standing infront of a wall covered in weapons. There's all kinds of weapons and they look really cool glistening in the light. I decide to try one out but I get the wrong one, an M16. I get the feel that this is a game aswell, a little one on one survival.



We're inside of a huge mansion, which is so poorly lit up that I can barely make out my own hand if I hold it up. I'm also the girl in the "Alien" movie. My opponent (also a girl) gets to be the chased one and runs up ahead to do whatever. I wait for a while before heading out after her. This is some really scary shit, she can be anywhere and I can hear my own breathing in the weird mask I'm wearing. I try to light some areas up but my flashlight sucks.

I walk up a flight of stairs and stop, there's a large, can sized spring a few steps up. I spot several more and figure it has to be traps. I move them to the side with telekinesis and head up. Some other weird external hard drives appears and a voice tells me: "I don't know why they don't work if the switch is on 2." I see a switch and switch it with telekinesis to 2 instead of 1. The traps lights go out and I head on. I walk around a bit upstairs.

I get bored, and I keep looking over my shoulder. She's around, I can feel it. I jump over the railing and land hard on the floor ten feet below. I see a shadow moving and point my gun at it, nothing there. I hate this stupid flashlight! I walk around a bit more before I can't take it anymore. I head back to where we started and tell the guy there he's up.

I want to switch my weapon for something better. I watch as a guy takes a shotgun and empties it, and fills it up with suringes instead. "This will put her to sleep instead of killing her" he tells me. He hands me the gun and the other guy and I head out again. I spot some weird device on the floor, it's like an oval glass bubble with some "The Matrix" squid-like creature in it. I put my boot on it and it struggles to get free with its black tentacles. I shoot it several times and watch it stop struggling.

I pick it up, it's still awake and hold it firmly. I can see three small wheels on it which can be turned. "Strength, Speed, Spirit" it says. I spin the strength wheel and watch the creature grow and become much stronger. I spin it the other way and watch it shrink. Better put all stats on Spirit, it doesn't do much anyways.

I show the creature to a scientist who appears out of thin air. "Can you do two things for me?" I ask him. "First, try to extract the substance from this, it's bound to have some powers. Second, I want you to try to see if there's a way to befriend it." The creature starts to struggle alot, and to move it apparently moves some wheels underneath, which is now shredding my skin slowly but surely.

I hold it in a different way. "Oh look! It's so fine that you can barely feel it hurting you" he tells me as I watch two spots on my hand begin to bleed. He's right though, I can barely feel it. "This is going to leave a scar though" I tell him. "Yes, yes it will" he replies. I start thinking about the potential use this alien has. It's just a small drone or some low ranked creature. I don't want to make that into a queen, I want a bigger one.

12.00: Spy for the Americans in Nazi Germany
I'm inside a big warehouse. It's in the 1940's and I'm a spy for the Americans, in the middle of Nazi Germany. I can hear soldiers joking up ahead and I decide to check it out. There's a doorway leading into a rectangular room. To the left are showers with alot of people in them, to the right I can see lockers and clothes, aswell as a rifle standing against the wall. I grab it and run. I head outside and can hear a truck somewhere. It's night out, and I spot lights through a forest.

A yellow dumper truck appears and I aim with the sniper I just stole. I try to shoot the driver in the head but my aim is off, I totally forget about the delay bullets have and the bullet hits a tree instead with a loud "smack". There was almost no recoil at all, what a puny rifle. All of a sudden I hear shouts and look inside the warehouse again.



The soldiers have noticed me and are trying to hide behind the wall in the locker room. I shoot several times and have to pull the lever each time. Whenever I hit someone a small text appears, showing me where I hit them. One guy gets hit in the leg, another in the chest.



My last shot takes down another one and I figure it's time to leave. I run alongside the warehouse in the snow when a lone soldier appears. It's an officer and he points his pistol at me. It's the same model they used in the WW2 and a memory pops up into my head.

"That gun is the easiest of them all to disarm." I run behind a few stairs and hide behind snow to get out of his line of sight. He yells something in German. When he appears he's close enough for me to grab him and I do. I disarm him quickly and take him to the ground. "Please don't" he says and I try to shoot him in the head. Nothing. I cock the gun and try again "click". Stupid gun! I hit him in the head with it until he stops moving.

I grab his coat and hat and put them on. As I'm buttening it up a kid appears and tries to scream. I grab his mouth. "Shhhhh, or I'll hurt you, understand?" I ask him. He nods at me and I let him go. "You will help me, ok?" I say. He nods again. I can hear laughter up ahead and realise the metallic stairs I was dodging around leads up to a few barracks. I grab the kid by the shoulder and lead him up the stairs.

We reach the main door and head into a small room with shoes everywhere in it. A sink and a few coats on the wall. "How many soldiers in there?" I ask him. He says five in german. I ask again and he tells me it's around ten. That's way too many to kill by myself. "Lure one of them here" I tell the boy and he opens the second door just a bit. He calls a soldier in English for some reason and tells him he has some delicious food for him.

The soldier opens the door fully and I stand straight. "INSPEKTION!" I yell in his face, trying to look as stern as possible. After all, I'm a German officer! I realise the soldier opening is my uncle and he looks me straight in the eyes for a few seconds. "Inspektion soldier!" I tell him and march past him. I have to come up with a reason for my bad German (non existent more like it) and I decide to play drunk. I sway as I stand there, watching the ten or so soldiers. They're all watching me silently. I look inside the kitchen and fake taking mental notes.

I stumble into another room. "Yeah he's definitely drunk" one of the soldiers tell another. "Du bist eine schrashen" I say and realise I shouldn't talk much because I'll be busted for sure. I have no clue what I just said but I play even more drunk. In the living room I find a bunch of TV's and radio equipment. I watch the monitor and there are red and orange dots running all over it. One side is definitely losing. "Germans?" I ask my uncle and point at the losing side. "Jah" he says. "Sheisse!" I say angrily and head back to the hallway.

"Guten tag!" I say and quickly head out the door. I button my coat as I walk down the metallic stairs into the cold, still swaying incase anyone would take a look outside. My cellphone rings but I pick it up too late. "Felix" it says and I try to call him again, but there's no signal. I run over the frozen ground and arrive at a fence. Instead of barbed wire there's just plain wire. I jump up on it and try to fall over to the other side. Ofcourse it's electric and I get burnt pretty badly on my thighs.

I fall down and sit down in the snow, my legs stinging painfully. There's a road up ahead with a big truck on it. The entire sky is lit up from behind a forest on the other side of the road and I figure it's American soldiers. I start taking off my Nazi clothes when all of a sudden the truck starts transforming. It changes appearance to a red V2 rocket launcher. I put my clothes back on as I watch it change colour to red and golden stickers appear which says 007 and somethign else. The truck takes off.

12.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: Mugwort Tea at WBTB

That's it! First time trying mugwort and I have no idea if it was because of the tea that I had such long dreams, or because of a bit of REM rebound. I also slept a very long time, sweet.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was on vacation with my dad at a waterpark. I was waiting in line for a waterslide when I realized I had my contact lenses in still. I told my dad I was going back to our hotel room to take them off. When I got to the room I realized I didnt even have them in, and was wearing my glasses. I turned around and there was a lady on the couch. I knew that she was my dad's girlfriend, but in the dream she looked different. Her kid came in and said something really nasty so I told him it wasn't nice to say things like that. And boy his mom got pissed at me for saying that. She started saying things like that she was going to marry my dad and make my life miserable.

Now we are in the car, me and my brothers in the back, my dad is driving, his "girlfriend" in the passenger seat. It was actually my stepdad's car, although that isn't what made me lucid. For some reason I just realized I was dreaming and did a noseplug RC. It worked, but I still remained unsure, and not wanting to do something stupid like jump out the window, I just stayed in the car. Still though, I'm happy to have this semi-lucid after days of terrible recall.

This dream happened in October 2010.

I realised that I was dreaming but it wasn't lucid.

I was walking with my friend down the street around the park when I saw this girl who went to Saint Angela's Secondary and she was hot.

I tried a move and she rejected me. meh.

Then me and my friend walked around to a bank when 3 guys stole my hat and started throwing it around like it was piggie in the middle.

I got angry and started beating them up. There was a fat kid laughing and my mate that I was with choked him out, he was choking on his blood. LOL that fat kid made me laugh.

The other guys ran away and said they wanted to fight at 1am. So me and my mate got two more guys to make it 4 on 4.

We lined up against the other guys and ran at them I got one in a full mount,one of my other mates threw one through a window, and bin was used by my droogy and the friend I was with the first time went Muay Thai and kneed them into submission.

They ran away. It was awesome I knew I had to got to school so I woke up.

I think I had that dream becuase I wanted to have a street fight it remined me of A Clockwork Orange.

I was in USLS. Was doing some exercise or something. Me and a guy friend went down the stairs just outside of the library.

I was in our town plaza. Vampires all around. One, a friend vampire(?), was pretending to suck my blood so that the other vampires will leave me alone. I was on the ground, with desert sand, although there are small lines of water passing through the sand. The sky is yellowish, cloudy. I "heard" an explanation in my head that explains vampires walk on the walls/ceiling so that they can better smell their prey.

After a while, the vampires started to sense me.

I recall a fight, inside a supermarket or factory. I was with some people. Allies. We're trying to get out. We were able to go through the enemies, but the garage door-like entrance was already closing. Then we were caught by an enemy female doctor/scientist, in white lab coat and ponytailed black hair, wearing eyeglasses. We were stuck in ice blocks, and we were told not to move or we would be cut.

A comrade, a guy who looked like the enemy army guy in the movie Avatar, with his short white hair, muscled frame, and commander demeanor. We listened to how the female doctor can't reach her full potential, and our comrade sympathized with her. He swore to get her out of here.

We were put in cages. One of our comrades, a bipedal beagle with a red cape, wanted to pee. I saw him try to hide, as he pee, and then he did something. The next scene, I was with my fellow prisoners. We heard an explosion, and then we were told by the guards that our ally is dead.

I was in our home town, walking with Mike G. His father owns a store in our home town. We went there. His brother is also there. We saw the store closed. It was an internet store. I was playing a game there, and I saved them in various computers. When we went in and opened the store, kids went in to play. The only remaining station where I saved my game was one where I didn't go far in the game. It was station 2.

I was falling. We were falling from the sky. Everything seems to be falling from the sky; bit and pieces of machinery and metal. We were in a wide field, with some buildings afar, and a sea beyond it. We saw the huge, yellowish moon, and a coming lunar eclipse.

We saw our bipedal dog ally standing on top of one of the crashed metal ships, as if it was the most natural thing on earth. We then went directly to the fortress of the enemy. We tried to sneak in, but when I climbed to the second floor, the enemy saw us. I kicked one off the second floor towards an ally on the first, and they fought.

Then I had to fight a stronger foe. He was carrying a retractable white stick. So was I. He was stronger, and he told me that the next time he hits my left hand, it's over. I went into a rage and defeated him, although "I" was away from my body then.

Then I was with a guy. We were supposed to go to Forest Park/Mansilingan. We were waiting for an Eroreco jeep, going south.

We faced the huge, turtle "jumping board." The others have been fighting him before I arrived at the scene. Then one of us hit him physically, and he started complaining to the boss. The boss, who looked like the chief of Grimoire Heart, used magic to turn the huge turtle into a tube-shaped stick, and they all went into it, including a "prince," his son.

We traveled with it, but we can hear them talking and making noise, so we decided to leave them behind, and hid them under some palm-shaped leaves in a forest. The last thing I heard was that they notice it's sunrise/sunset.

I open my eyes, im in my bedroom looking up at the ceiling. i roll out of bed in almost a pouncing manner, land on my feet facing my door, its open for some reason, this almost never happens.

I slowly walk outside to the landing, something isn't right. im growing pretty suspicious of my surroundings, i do a nose plug RC and BAM i can breathe!
The dream sort of flashes and i dont want to lose it so i bury my excitement and shout "I'M DREAMING!"
I kneel down feel the carpet, and the textures of the wall, i decide to bite a chunk out of my door. I imagined it to taste like chocolate, and it did. I giggle and decide to see where this dream was going to take me.
I start to walk towards the stairs then think "im in a dream, screw walking" so i decide to float. I float to the stairs and then down them, at the bottom i lose concentration cause im so happy i did it and end up sort of stumbling and landing in a heap. I laugh to myself.

I open the door to my living room and sat on the sofa are my parents and grandparents. They look at me and ask me what im doing, "well, im dreaming and im gonna go outside for a little fly if thats ok?"
They shrug and look a little confused.

All of a sudden i am back at my parents house, i walk up to the double french doors and jump and smash straight through them, i go through in slow motion and watch as the shards of glass twist and turn through the air.
For some reason at that point i hear somebody shout "your not making enough noise" whether it was sarcasm or not ill never know!

I walk into the garden and float upwards, im trying to fly over the fence and away, i start off well, then my speed just dies, its like something is stopping me, so i decide to turn around and float back down to the ground, whilst doing this I decide i would like a fight, ninjas or something, but i really didnt concentrate hard enough, still far too excited to control my thoughts. Instead of ninjas, a reddish glow appeared on the patio infront of me, i see this and think, meh, good enough, ill try to take it out with a fireball. I hold my hand away from my eyes and imagine energy pulsing through it, getting hotter, i look at my hand and there is a fireball right there! I launch it at the reddish glow and it disappears.

My dad walks through the broken glass of the doors, looking pretty angry, i guess hes the best my subconscious can do for now and i still want a fight, so i raise my arms out to my sides and shout, "oh its big man daddy, bring it!"
He walks up to me, slowly and tries to punch me, i block it and grab him by his throat and lift him off the ground. I suddenly remember im looking for my DG! "say, do i have a dream guide?"
"yes" he replies. "can you set up a meeting for me?" i ask, he looks at me and says "why would i do that?" I laugh at him, "why? Hmmm, cause im dreaming and ill kick your arse if you dont?" he closes his eyes, "it is done" he says.
I slam him into the ground chokeslam stttyyylee! and i then wake up.

*I live somewhere in Zelezny Brod and I am going home. It looks like winter night. Suddenly there are some people trying to stop me. First there is some man in a black winter jacket, then some gipsy guy. As I am passing by him he punches me lightly to my stomach and says something from which I assume he knows me. Then some other person comes to me and starts talking to me. I don't understand him. Then another group of some gipsy people tries to stop me and try to take some of my stuff, such as keys and volute. I realize that they know my name and where I live and so on. Twice I get in a fight with them and fight back my stuff. When I get home I chat with my mum about it. The whole dream is happening at night. I asked someone to check on CCTV how I have been attacked. It all looks too unreal and it makes me thing whether I don't have some mental illness such as paranoia or schizophrenia. I read an article in the new scientist about those mental disorders.

**I am at some swimming pool area. I feel like I have been here before. Then I notice a big water slide made of metal. There is some instructor saying how old it is and how people used it in the past. He says that for some time water was thrown down the slide as it slid better, but later on they stopped with it.

Non-lucid

My memory picks up whilst riding around town with one of my old friends cousins and he is not exactly a law abiding citizen. We drive around until we think that it would be a good idea to stop by a local gas station to pick up something to drink. We get to the gas station, and he goes inside while I stand outside next to the car. I am texting on my phone, casually looking up every now and then because I seen some pretty good looking ladies standing across the way at the gas station. There are about three of them, and the next thing I know two of the girls walk away and one of them walks toward me. She instantly sparks a conversation and leads me over to the entrance of the gas station. This is where I find out that the girls are not single, and they have about three guys with them. She purposefully led me into a trap.

I am standing in front of the gas station door now, with three other guys starring me down. They all look pretty pissed off and I begin to think that there is no other way to get out of this, other than to fight them. I throw the first punch and it makes its mark, while the two other guys jump on me and start throwing punches. Out of nowhere a person that I have not seen in years came from the back area of the gas station where the cars are supposed to be fueling, and he started in on the fight. At about that time, my old friends cousin came out of the gas station and noticed that a fight was going on so he decided to help as well. The guys were now losing pretty badly, and eventually all three of them where knocked out or laying on the ground in pain. I think about the police.

As soon as the fight is over, the friend I haven't seen in years runs up to me and I tell him that we need to get out of there now because the police will be here soon. My friends cousin jumps in the car and takes off, so we take to the back of the gas station and run through a field headed toward my old apartments. This field is very overgrown with various weeds and such, and I tell him it would be best to just make a mad dash through the middle of the field so the weeds will give us cover. We both begin to run, and we soon end up at my old grandpa's house some how. We run through the back door, and into the house, which is very dark and no one is home. I seem to know at this point that my grandpa no longer lives there. We run out of the front door, and my friend wants to go back into the house to lock the door for the home owners. I tell him that we do not have the time to do that, and I remind him that we need to keep running. He goes back anyway, locks the door, and exits the porch. Just as he jumps off of the porch, the owner drives down the street and sees him jumping off of his property.

He is driving a dark red vehicle, and it is a rather old car. It had apparently just finished raining outside, so the streets were wet and he instantly slammed on his breaks and spun out. He had his wife in the right seat, and he was in the drivers seat on the left side. You could hear him yelling out of his window after he seen us begin to run when he spun out. He instantly slammed the car into reverse and caught up with us down the road. I was on the right side of the street, and my friend was across the road from me. The man got out of his car, and he was fairly old. I see that he is brandishing a shotgun, and he is starting to shoot at my friend. We keep running hard until we get to the end of that road, and an intersection leads off to the right, left, and it also continues forward. To the left is a town, and to the right is country. My friend runs to the right, to avoid the shotgun bullets. I choose the forward path for whatever reason, and I am now being hit slightly by shotgun spray. Just in front of me, continuing forward, is a rather large church, and beyond that is a gravel road that leads to a bridge.

Since I was being hit by shotgun spray, I thought that it would be a good idea to pick up a large street sign, and cover my back with it whilst I was on the run. I do that, and I keep running toward the bridge. When I get to the bridge, the old man pulls up in his car just behind the start of the concrete that the bridge is made of and he gets out of his car. I try to keep my cool, and he holds the shotgun up to my body. He yells something that made sense then, but I cannot honestly remember exactly what it was. He then shoots the shotgun and misses, so I take my chance to grab the end of the shotgun with my left hand, and I point it away from me while I punch him in the face with my other hand. He ends up letting go of the shotgun, and I now have it under my control. I aim it at his lower half, and I fire the gun. It instantly blows off the entire lower portion of his body, and he is now crawling around screaming at me. I then proceed to shoot him in the face, and he is still not dead. Guts are hanging out of his mouth, and he is crawling toward the bridge and I casually think to myself "Good hide yourself" as I begin to worry about my finger prints on the gun.

I begin to wipe down the trigger area, and the barrel of the gun with my shirt. I know that this might not be too efficient, so I begin to look for some sort of gasoline to rub the gun down with. I find an old canister of gas just to the right of where the bridge starts in an oddly wooded area. I pick up the can and walk back to the bridge, where I see a helicopter flying very low to the ground just above where I shot at the old man. The pilot is in clear view, and I decide that I should shoot at him as well. I take three or so shots at him, and he begins to fly away into the distance. I then take my shirt off, and soak it with gasoline and then I rub down the gun in a hasty fashion, making sure to get all of the points where my fingers would have been touching the most. Just after I throw the gun off of the side of the bridge, I awake.

I'm in a big renaissance mansion in some countryside. I am hosting a party with my boyfriend? husband? ... donno what he is but his name is Robert. He seems pissed at me about something, he's flitting around mingling with guests, trying to avoid me. There is a haunted room in the house.

My friend Marianne has also come, and brought a man with her, whom I don't know. Everyone's kind of drunk. I am going from person to person trying to make sure everyone is taken care of and having fun, trying to explain to people about the haunted room and why they should avoid it.

There is some sort of kerfuffle and Marianne is upset with me, which I find really hard to take. I am trying to appease her, try to explain myself and the misunderstanding to her. There is an implication of something that I've done is inappropriate.

There is a weird fashion show going on.

So last night was one of the first nights a few of us decided to try and dream share. The goal was to meet at the top of The Empire State Building in NY and set of a beacon of light so others who were looking to do the same thing might be able to meet with another dreamer.
To prepare for the night I did some light meditation and mantra to focus on completing the main task at hand. I also watched youtube videos of the Empire State Building as well as NY at night in order to gain detail about the surroundings themselves.

Well last night I attempted such a task and here are my dream results.

My first dream (or the one I could remember) happened between the hours of 12am to about 4:53am EST. The setting was not NY however but a sort of bayou (sp?) that you would expect to find maybe down south in Louisiana. I did not achieve any sort of lucidity in this dream but it was quite vivid. I was at this particular location because I was supposed to get an interview for a local newspaper. I was supposed to interview the owner of this sort of mansion style home that was located right on top of a swamp. The setting for this dream was at night, and I remember hearing crickets surrounding the area. The trouble was that a tornado (I know, weird in the south right?) was predicted to just tear right through this home. I was also with another woman, maybe my partner on this particular article. She was taller than me, maybe about 5'8" and had curly brown hair and glasses. We were afraid for our lives because of the more dangerous weather but the owner of the home did not seem as concerned, as if he dealt with this sort of thing on a daily basis. The winds started to pick up, and that is when I awoke to reality.

I immediately wrote down in my dream journal, not really a summary but key words as it was dark and I did not want to forget anything. I got a glass of orange juice, knowing that it may help with my recall. I remember that people who had successfully achieved a WILD would wake up in the middle of the night and try to jump back into a lucid dream, I figured now would be as good a time as ever to try it. (Personally I am a light sleeper so getting up even the slightest amount keeps me up a while) So, after returning to bed just 5 min after I originally awoke I found it hard to get back to sleep and it took me about an hour to finally fall back to sleep. (which was not easy because at this time bird were beginning to sing).

My second dream was about the same as far as vividness but I believe I might have been semi lucid....I remember actually being inside the Empire State Building. I had made it to the target destination. I had gone to the top to find dozens of people up there. It was night and it seemed like the reason that they were up there was because of some sort of death match between two human opponents. They were fighting on platforms that were suspended in mid air just beyond the ledge of the building. (I assume the loser of the match would fall to his death). I remembered that I needed to create a beacon of some sort but I couldn't remember why I needed it. Basically I did not achieve enough lucidity to actually dream share. I manifested the yellow light and pushed it up in the air, I also made the beacon kind of pulsate light. The beacon was set and I was at the top of the building, but as I said I couldn't remember where to go from there. That didn't matter anyways because as soon as I set the beacon the dozens of DC on the roof all went completely ape shit and began to fight and gang up on one another intent on killing each other. I helped those that were about to get beat or tortured. It seemed like the people doing the beating were intent on cutting their prey with box cutters and razor blades. The ones I saved I made sure got to the elevator ok. Then I remember reloading the box cutters with new blades and saying to the attackers. "If anyone attacks me I cut your throat, got it?" Needless to say the DC stayed away from me. Then I saw my ex inside the building. I was concerned for her safety so I tried to follow her and get her out of the building. Then my dream kind of shifted to me going after my ex and the people with her in my dad's mini van. I had finally caught up with them and come to find out that the girl I thought was my ex was really just a disguise, a ruse to get me out of the building. Unfortunately I was unable to get back to the building because I soon woke up after my discovery.

So like I said, not really lucid but I think its great progress seeing as I actually got to the location and was able to manifest the beacon. My hopes for tonight is that I will become lucid and clear the roof of the building of any pesky DC and just wait to see if I make contact with another dreamer.