I think imagination playing tricks on me. When i lucid dream, i see the same city all the time. Same place. I can do whatever i want there. After few years experiance of the same place now i know where are all the parks, markets, shops are and which bus i should take to go somewhere. Thats really weird,i see same people,same gangs, where the poor ones live, where to hide if someone is chasing me and where is unsafe to go. The roads, forests are the same. Now it's been a while since i lucid dream being there, that's kinda sad
Me and my grandma are walking into a multipurpose room in a school, teachers stop us and tell us there is a funeral in there. We look in and see a huge casket and a crowd of suited people. My grandma asks someone standing against the wall who died, and they tell my grandma that the principle of the school died at 192. My grandma said she was shocked because she knew the man and he had being doing his secrets to live long. Then I see a flash back of him and the man only looks late 50's or early 60's. Then inside the room turns into outside at night with white lattice walls all around and we watch the rest of the funeral even though he's by the food laughing and talking with people.
I was at a lake, when I noticed that there was a trampoline on the other side of the boundary line for the swimming area. There was also a massive sparring dummy floating out there too. I swam there and started doing stuff, when this random blonde girl started flirting at me. After a while, I told her that kind of flirting doesn't impress me, and suddenly there was a boring sob story/flashback thing. I'm not going to write it, but the point was that her ex boyfriend was an ass. After the flashback we were in her room. We talked and became friends. Suddenly there was a scream. we went outside to this three walled building where there was another flashback of a massive scorpion dropping down and stinging her mom. After much searching, I found it in her mom's sock drawer. (I don't know what happens between these parts) I was at Walmart I was looking for something, when I noticed some guy with short brown hair just standing with a vacant expression on his face. I turned around and walked into the blonde girl. she was looking at me through a cracked magnifying glass. she gave it to me and walked away. I tried to look through it, but there was only one place you could see through at the top left, and you had to put your eye close up to the glass. The man who had been expressionless said that the glass could show things that should not be seen. I looked at him with it, and a demonic face was floating outside his, and it was laughing. I was scared, but I also remembered how the 12 apostles drove out demons, so I started in a quiet voice, telling it to leave the man in the name of God. Nothing happened. I then yelled something like "In the name of Jesus, I command you to leave that man alone!" The man was still standing emotionlessly, But when I used the glass, I saw the demon was now standing in the middle of the store. I commanded him to go back to the abyss from whence he came. He sort of evaporated. The man sat down and started crying, and the dream ended.
No dream recall last night as I was fairly intoxicated, so I thought I'd share a recurring dream I used to have when I was very young. The dream would always start differently, in various places that were at least 1 floor above the ground. It would feel exactly like a normal dream (and probably would have continued normally, if left uninterrupted), and there's one occurrence that I remember more vividly than any dream I've experienced: I am in my parents bedroom with some friends from school, jumping on the bed (remember, I must have been 7 or 8 years old). Suddenly, I hear the sign that I hear in every instance of this recurring dream: footsteps up the stairs. [No doubt the sound of my parents going up to bed in the real world] I know exactly what to do at this point, as I've had years of practice: lie as flat as you can, hands by your sides, head tilted sideways. I tell my friends to do the same and they follow, apart from one. He stays standing up on the bed, and as I close my eyes I hear the door open and my friend scream as this monster throws him into a nightmare - the price to pay for not lying on the ground and therefore being invisible to him. I think I was caught by the monster a few times in the early instances of the dream, and thrown into a nightmare, and though I never remember the top half of its body, I know that the bottom half consists of the pair of 'wrong trousers' from the Wallace and Gromit animation. I can't watch it now without being reminded of those nightmares.
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