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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a fairly long dream, but I can remember the first part only slightly. I was a soldier in a war, I see someone who I don't like has a greater rank than me, so I decide to become an officer.

*Blank*

We are a group of researchers in a facility situated high up in a grassy hill, there is a big city on the bottom. A river is born from this hill. We were investigating something on this hill and one day I notice that the river keeps getting larger, for some reasons this signals the approach of a global calamity.

Next I am wandering the city at night, heading towards the hill. I'm worried that I will never see my family again seeing as there is little hope of survival. I think about calling them to warn them about the end of the world. I think my brother was with me at this time.

I arrive at an amusement park just before the hill, everything is quite dark. I finally arrive at the facility, and it's daytime. By this time there were supernatural elements about the coming apocalypse, but I remember little of them. There was some conversation about monsters and how even the properties of atomic elements were changing.

Suddenly the ghost of a janitor of the facility appears, but we manage to drive it away. We exit the facility and go to an underground shelter, although we know it won't be enough to save us. There is a vending machine on the shelter, and I see that people who drink from it grow taller, but I soon lose interested in it.

At this point the dream switches to third person, the location is the same, but I'm no longer a character in the dream.

"I" see a man in the underground shelter, who is talking to another older man. The older man suggests that he be unfaithful to his girlfriend and he agrees. The older man presents him with a box, and inside there is a demon.

This was the most intense part of the dream, I suddenly see the man being killed by the demon: a paled, pasty skin horror with large black eyes and horns. The man is impaled on its multiple appendages, some of which look like arms others like demon tails. This appears to me as a black and white still image with the demon large behind the man in its clutches, although the rest of the dream was in color and moving. Nevertheless, I instantly feel a very intense and profound sense of horror and disgust, which causes me to wake up. I have trouble remembering the rest of the dream, but not the image of the demon, who I can still clearly picture in my mind.[/INDENT]

Slept around 3 pm
Woke up around 6:20 pm

I am in a fight. I have allies as well. There are other humans fighting. I realize that we were fighting some sort of entity. He divided himself into several people. I did as well. I overcome each, subdued, and absorbed them. It's very colorful and realistic. Each person looks different though. It's not like Naruto's kage-bunshin.

Finally, I go to face the main man. He looks buff, and he looks like Cell or Majin-buu. The colors turn almost Dragonball-like, except it's brighter and still realistic. His body was facing the other way, but his head is turned to the right. We fought. He became some sort of skull-headed humanoid. It's night. He was transforming again, but I used a cloth, and from behind him, I tied it (by accident) along his nose. He died and shattered.

My allies told me that it's the only way to defeat him. Otherwise, he would just transform. I laughed how blocking his nose would kill him when he could have breathed through his teeth. Creeping realization that I'm supposed to get something from that. I laughed it off with a kid.

I'm in a mall with LR. We're eating. I'm reading a book and I cross-referenced to the internet. I saw flood everywhere online. Even our area in Sampaloc. I'm not sure how far or close we are from Sampaloc, but the dry places look more like islands surrounded by water. I told LR we should check Katipunan. Seems dry, but not sure how to get there with the flood. He double checked the internet, doubting my words. He confirmed it. But I was finally starting to doubt. Was the date correct?

Some people heard us. A few wondered what the number was to call something. LR provided the number written on a book. Or rather, he wrote it on a book. It's something like 1-1-1-1, although there might be a few more numbers before it. The woman thanked him and went on the phone booth to call.

I ate something I didn't like, so I went downstairs to find a place I can unload whatever was the contents of my mouth. I looked around and doesn't look like there's a place I can release. Somehow, I did. I saw some homeless people, and people busy on the street. I think parts of the flood is starting to appear here. I went back up. I was in a hurry, and there was another woman and a guy in hurry going up as well.

A ghost story. It's like a movie. Somebody is telling me the story and I watch it unfold in front of me in real time. It's a girl and a couple of adults in a Western culture (America, perhaps?). Not sure what the plot was, but I think the girl was the ghost.

Somehow, I have to undergo the same process, and help others choose the right path. It's night, and I can see bar-graph-like objects, where I should pin a thumbtack with a thread on it, from left to right. Somehow, the height level of each pin is important. I tried pinning it as high as I can, but there's no bar-graph to pin it to. I tried anyway, and it automatically went down to the highest possible point, although it's lower than where I "pinned" it on air. It was still hanging on air, not on the bar-graph. Next problem is that the thread might be too short to reach to the end on the right.

NOTES:

MILD "I am lucid in my dreams."
ADA
Sandalwood incense

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Dreaming about huge floods in Lisbon and a post-catastrophe scenario. There are no public transports or communications. No trains are circulating and there are guys offering rides to the north in very basic horse wagons outside the Santa Apolónia station. 20 people are sitting on a wagon which has no cover and no seats, but it's the only way to go back home or to go look for family members far away.

A sequence of FAs. I wake up in my bed, I look at my bedroom door, all is so quiet. I doubt that I am really awake. I wake up again in my bed, I look at the door, my dad is calling for me, asking if I'm awake. Once again I doubt this is real, so I wake up again and there really isn't anybody and everything is quiet but I still have he feeling that I'm still dreaming. I'm confused, I decide to dream something else to get out of this circle.

It seems that my dad (who sleeped over) did peak at my door to see if I was awake, but it was no different from the dreams in which there was nobody at the door. The two realities felt exactly the same, none more real than the other.

There is a storm coming. Flooding is being considered a very realistic danger. I am preparing my home for the impact. It is a very cloudy, gray day outside. i am trying to lure all of the (stray?) dogs into my home. There is a man in uniform here momentarily. He is helping me, prepare of maybe just nudging me to hurry the preparations before the storm sets in good. I think he is a fireman. As he is leaving I go through the double garage doors to the stairs that lead to my home. I turn back and request that he shut the garage doors on his way out.

"There is a button near the top of the door inside. You can push it and still make it through the door in time."

I am starting to panic and become paranoid now. I'm worried that he won't close the door properly and wondering if I'll have enough time to do it myself.

Inside and out we prepare. Mom is here as well as Suzette. At least two times I notice a cigarette on the floor and consider smoking it. A single one. We stand at the side of the house where a chorus of electronic, chords and outlets are strewn about, plugged into the house. We are discussing weather or not to take them in the house. Which seems silly to me.

Every time I go into my house or some aspect of my house, I am put through this complicated entry process involving a computer with code, password, algorithm etc. I get confused every time I try and remember the entry yet I know that I know it. The entry is like an elevator with a lot of yellow, metal and glass.
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I am going down a familiar hallway in a familiar place.
Very cave like with stone.
Like the inside of a castle on Mario Land.
I go to take an elevator contraption to another area but jump on after it starts back down.
Now I am on the top of the elevator/lift contraption.
I remember thinking that it's okay if I die because I have an infinite number of lives here.
And as I descend with the lift, I begin to wonder if it will hurt.
Just as I'm starting to worry, we take a sharp stop then turn.
The lift is now traveling horizontally.
The walls of the shoot are like mining tunnels.
All packed dirt, stone and wooden beam.
I see that up ahead I'm going to run into something that will surely mangle and kill me.

"But it's okay," I think to myself, "because I have more lives. But will it hurt?"

I begin to feel the pressure of this vague obstacle coming down upon me, squeezing the life from me. No pain.

Nov. 9, 2012
4:00am-6:00am (the time period for all these dreams)

Before these dreams, I would like to say that I woke up to go to the bathroom at around 2:50am. My dad was also on the computer in the other room at this time, and I couldn't fall back to sleep until 4:00am, which is when these events take place:

I can't remember anything about this dream other than I gained lucidity at the end of it, then woke up immediately due to excitement. I didn't realize it when I woke up.

When I woke up, I barely moved if at all. I was confused about why the dream collapsed. I went back to sleep almost immediately.

I remember something about my mom in this dream; no idea what :/. What I do remember is being in a hotel with my grandmother. She was sleeping in the hotel room's bed on the left side when facing the bed. I was standing right next to the place she was sleeping. There was a bubble-like force field around the bed. It was spinning very fast and was colorful and a little transparent. It was called a sphere of confusion and, for some reason, it was associated with my grandmother. I walked around the bed, careful not to touch the force field. When I got to the other side, I walked through the force field. When I did, I gained lucidity and became trapped in a void of blackness. I felt as though I was kind of falling, but not really. I quickly woke after that.

I didn't move at all when I woke up. This time, I realized the reason I couldn't keep the dream going was due to too much excitement. I fell back to sleep after a few seconds, and quickly started dreaming.

This time, it was a false awakening. I got out of my bed and did a reality check (probably looked at the time). I became lucid. This time I remembered I had to stabilize the dream, so I looked at my hands and rubbed them together. Then my third lucid dream of my life really began.

I started to imagine a scene where I could see naked women (lulz I'm a huge pervert in LD's). I closed my eyes and imagined a beach. When I opened them, there was a beach, with all the waves and ocean. I found an empty lawn chair with an umbrella up and sat in it. Soon after, I was watching some horny-looking naked women walk up to me in slow motion. One I remember very well was a naked Hispanic chick with the biggest breasts in the world, pretty much. They were humongous. They were as big as really big beach balls. I think she was the last one I saw. After that, I wanted to have sex. For some reason, I imagined a theater; an opera theater. I was in the rightmost path for the seats, very close to the stage. People were in the seats, watching the show, but I wasn't paying much attention to them. On the stage, there were many sexy women in very skimpy outfits dancing for the audience. There were also some props on the stage: a piano, a very long table, and an art canvas. The women were standing on top of them. The one woman who really stood out was a woman in her 20's standing on the part of the table closest to me. She had the skimpiest outfit on, which was very transparent fabric. You could see everything on her. This made me horny, so for some reason, I made my way to the bathroom, which was a public bathroom. They were on opposite sides of the theater, with the women's bathroom on the left and the men's bathroom on the right. I didn't go directly into the women's bathroom, but I went into the men's one because it was closer and I had the intention to sneak into the women's bathroom from there. When I entered it, there was a giant glass window that divided the men's from the women's. I saw a really beautiful girl who I had the intention to have sex with. I walked over to a hallway that went INTO the women's bathroom. It was then that I lost my lucidity.

I couldn't remember much in the theater after I lost lucidity (I might have gone behind the stage and seen a very sexy show, with pink and blue lights). I do remember ending up at a mansion. Apparently, there was a business party going on there. Everyone was very classy and wore suits and dresses. I found this cute Korean chick (probably to do with this Korean girl I knew from second grade) with a red dress in the lower floors. She was being asked out by some random guy. The Korean chick said yes to him, and I naturally felt jealous. She then came over to me and said "Come on," like we were very friendly. We went over to the lowest floor (because the mansion was just one giant room, really) where there was a desk. Someone I know from school, named Jn, came over and asked out the Korean chick. He was dressed really fancy with a suit and tie and everything. She said she already had a date, and Jn said "Okay," and walked away. We then talked about stuff I don't remember. I eventually turn around and see that the parking lot (which is also on the lowest floor) was flooded. People were panicking and trying to get to their cars to drive away. The place I was was perfectly fine though. The dream ended there and I woke up.

It's night, and I am in a field with tents. There are other people. There's a flood coming, and people are hurrying back into their tents and houses, avoiding the flood. I can see the flood, and it's coming from the desert.

I am trying to avoid some people. A group. I'm not sure if they are dangerous, or if I just want to avoid them. I climb up to our house's balcony (doesn't look like our real home), and hear someone calling. I look my hiding place, and see Beatrice looking for me. The moment I thought she might see me, she looked at me and found me.

We talked a bit. I showed her small toy cars that move so fast, I can only see the light they leave behind as they move by.

I am talking to some people. I'm in a party. A formal occasion. I was supposed to join some people. I saw those people move. They were ready for a fight. One woman in black had a gun. They're going hunting. I asked the person I was talking to I should be there. He told me no, I am somewhere else.

There are two dragons that will be raised, and they are in two different dimensions. One was a phoenix-like dragon, and the other was unknown, because it was slayed before I can get to it in a different dimension. I had to travel to that dimension, and at the same time go back in that dimension's past, in order to save the dragon. The two are somehow interlinked. I see myself walking down Calamba street.

Back to the party, I was talking to the person, and suddenly, I am in a carriage of sorts, being lifted by something. I was told I'll be in the mission as well. I was excited until I found out I will act as bait, not the two people I saw go first.

I was to be dropped in the middle of a snowy forest landscape, with huge tigers and other animals. I felt I can handle it.

Notes: approx. 1.5 hours of sleep, from 1:30 p.m to 3:00 p.m.

10.16.2012

Surviving Flooding Ship (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

If I took the initiative to immediately type this down when I woke up, there would be more recall on this...Anyway...

I'm on a ship, and it seems to be a cruise ship, and at a minimum assumption, maybe a Navy ship. But it couldn't have been the latter, considering the havoc that would come later on in the dream. The deck has a shiny wooden floor surface on it, at least for the area I'm in at the given time.

I seem to be having a conversation with someone, and I think this person ended up having a machine gun magically appearing, and then lifts it up and warns everyone to run while they can. I'm like 1 feet next to this guy I though was innocent, so I dashed the hell out of there.

I had to first go through the watertight door you see in ships and submarines that was half-way opened, and from there, the dream shifts where I'm at the control center for guiding the ship in certain directions.

I turn my back to the door I went through just now, and the whole thing is flooded.

EVERYTHING below is flooded, there's only a few people in this control room, me, and just 2 females I believe. Holy shit. We're the only survivors in this area!

My gut feeling is telling me that a few people probably did extreme measures of surviving the big flood from the ship, and this assumption is sparked when one of the random DC females gave me a paper the size of an index card. The card had a Milky Light Pink color, and it was fairly rough and durable, seeing how it doesn't bend easily.

On the same card, are values of something, and I don't know what it means at all. I believe the numbers that are stacked on each other is some kind of code for people who survived. I remember looking at one value, where there's one 2 on top, and another 2 on the bottom.

For some reason, when I looked at that, it triggered a memory of my half-sister in waking life, and I presumed that she was on this ship, and managed to survive, even though I was very doubtful anyone could've made it through this fast-flooding ship.

It felt weird that the control room is perfectly safe, even when the whole place is tilted diagonally to the left (your perspective of looking at this screen to the left of course).

I'm relieved that she's alright, along with other values that represent other people that I can't remember.

I believe I had another dream reset where I experienced meeting the few people on the ship again.

Wow.....obvious dream meaning there, but not going to consid-------- okay, I better make an analysis, it wouldn't hurt.

Okay, Ship = a belief

Water = Overall consciousness

Sinking Ship = Let go of Conviction/unshakeable belief I have so I don't drown with it, and become one with my consciousness

Me surviving the flooding ship that's still floating at the top = Me at the apex of eradicating this old belief, and since I'm in the control room, I have control on how I want to set a new direction in life.


Okay. That's enough to make a tear come out to any overly emotional person, but the problem is, just what the hell is/are my belief/beliefs that I need to sink away and get away from?

The only things I can think of are:

-Fear of failing college

-Not getting a job sometime after graduation

-Being somewhat of a nihilistic in terms of everyone's beliefs and preconceptions, but not really advocating the ideal of eradication of a social system....so I'm a "sorta Nihilistic" or "Hipster Nihilistic" or just a "Complains about human race...WAH!"

I'm thinking the dream has to do with this Math exam I have today, but I doubt I would be dramatic over one exam....then again, I still surprise myself every day...

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10.16.2012

Meeting my High School Spanish Teacher (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream probably goes along with the dream I had previously, so I'll just mesh the two together.

I'm inside of a classroom, and I'm memorizing important concepts to do well in this oral presentation. As I'm looking at the teacher, who looks a lot like my Middle School English teacher at some point. Oh, and her name is Ms. Bloom in waking life (Don't think she'll find this Dj entry in the first place anyway).

After a while, when one person gets up and talks, I'm informed by someone sitting to the right of me, I think, who says that memorizing the concepts is not enough, since you have to derive those mechanics into forming an oral presentation on a book we had to read.

I started to panic a little, but I calmed down, and on my lap, there's an essay that seems to be mine. This same essay would be a life saver, because based on my emotions at that given time, I felt relieved. So I presume that I utilized this essay I written out to give the oral presentation, and how well I did is left for speculation.

The dream shifts to where I have to move around in a lot of rooms. I enter one room, and I see Ms. Bloom, and she's in the middle of lecturing students. While you're looking at this screen of course, the teacher formats the class seating where the students would be sitting and facing parallel to my lateral vision.

Ms. Bloom would also be parallel to my lateral vision as well, and she's wearing a fancy Black Laced tank top or some sort, along with a Black dress skirt that would conform to her curves and literally "hug" her thighs" where they become an enticing part of her body to look at. She has one leg over the other, and I realize I'm interrupting her.

So I put my lips inside my mouth, and quickly tip-toed so the other students wouldn't turn back to see who it was. I had a feeling Ms. Bloom saw me, but she just used her peripheral vision most likely and just went out to give a fluent lecture discussion. The walls in this room were Khaki colored, and the flooring had a dark turquoise carpet layer with random shades of blue intertwined.

To the left, despite me not paying any focus on it, but with just my peripheral vision, I could tell that it was mostly dark, as if the students were looking at the school stage that's also contained near the Commons/Cafeteria.

I open the door to the right of me, and now I'm shifted to a different area. It seems I'm at an office base in the school. It's set up where there's different subjects in white font surrounded by a rectangular green sign. The basic subjects were there: Math, Science, English, etc.

I look up at the "Spanish" sign, and I then turned to the right to find that I'm looking at the back of a person talking to someone. The back of her head starts getting familiar, and I slowly walk towards the direction of this person.

It can't be.....it's my Spanish 3 Pre-AP/K-level teacher Ms. Hasan!!!!! At least a projection of her.

Ms. Hasan was an AMAZING spanish teacher, I managed to get an A in that class thanks to her extreme kindness in making things easy for us. Because honestly, taking a 3 year Foreign Language course wasn't necessary, I just needed two years.

She's wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and has a red rubber-band like necklace starand that's attached to her School I.D. She seems to be holding a white styrofoam cup with something inside, probably coffee. She turns around, sees me, and smiles and says,

"Heeyyyy Brandon!!!!"

She hugs me, and I hug her. I think we started having small conversations that would lead to bigger ones, but I forget what happens next.

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10.16.2012

4-Lettered Password? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, this dream...not sure if my mind is teasing me, or giving me a hint here.

I'm inside my apartment, and there's this girl who looks like Emily that I used to know in World History class in High School. I set up a fairly long password on a laptop in the living room of the dream apartment similar to waking life. Then Emily has a 4 lettered password, where the first character on the screen is some other weird letter that I can't guess.

I don't know what's going on in the dream, I just know I feel confused and somewhat irritated that she would just have a 4, or even 5-lettered password.


Oh, and there's one short dream where I compliment someone I know in waking life by the name of Aaron on how well he making his own room with some silver marble coated material.

R18 WARNING

Travel to a province. Rent a room. We are going to have a shoot. Foursome. It starts with me and a girl then two guys enter the scene. I can't get hard on the girl. I told them not to upload to YouTube, and no penetration without condom. I'd really rather touch the boys. One looks Asian.

[I am immortal]

The other is unclear. Parade. I'm trying to use a condom. It was too soft. It ripped. Asked them now to put it on. A small town. Trying to get to Rob's old place, but the area is flooded. Can't get there. He no longer lives there. FF meeting. Missed it. The take for the porn film.

I am flying, trying to avoid a lot of black things. They seem to be chasing me. Everywhere I go, they circle and trap me. I can't seem to control my flight properly. A game? Friendly. I can't avoid them afurther. They are close. They look like the kid angels with swords. I swing my sword at them but missed. They me through with their sword. Two angels. I seem to have hit one with my wild swing, or so they told me.

I told the porn videographer that I don't believe in love. They said they should add(?) me on in a group that talks about those stuff.

So I remembered two of my dreams last night. The first was non-lucid, unfortunately. The second was lucid! DANCING BANANA!

First Dream:

I had come back from some sort of shopping mall, and I had gotten some T-shirts. My parents had bought me some, and I had bought some myself. The coolest one was this one of a glow-in-the-dark abominable snowman. I know my parents think I'm too old for those, but I don't care. And I didn't care in the dream, either. ^^ Surprisingly enough, my parents actually thought it was cool too in the dream. That should've been a recognizable dreamsign, because they weren't acting normally, but I didn't get lucid.

We were going to go to another really cool shopping mall - apparently, in this dream world my family and I are quite the shop till you drop people O_O - and I wanted to wear my new T-shirt. You have to understand that even IRL I am obsessed with T-shirts. I have at least fifty of them, no joke. Anyway, I wanted to wear the T-shirt because 1) it was new, and 2) it was glow in the dark, and we would be driving to this mall at night. So I wanted to see it glow.

I was going to be late (as usual) so I grabbed my backpack on the way out the door. This backpack was supposed to have all my new T-shirts in it. I got in the car and looked through my backpack. It was this really cool, high-tech outdoors backpack that looked almost like a Camelbak. But I couldn't find the dang shirt. I searched a million times through all the pockets and found a ton of shirts, but not the one I was looking for. I asked my parents for help but they couldn't help me.

It drove me insane. And I was as disappointed as heck. I wonder what this means. Trying to find something that you want really, really badly, and then not finding it....this could relate to my real life.

Dream 2:

LUCID! Well, not at first. I was at a park for my brother's cross country meet. The park was beautiful. It was covered in lush grass with some dirt trails, a few fallen branches littering the ground. There were beautiful white and gray tree trunks everywhere - they looked almost like aspen trunks, but without all those creepy knot things, and they were normal sized, not skinny like aspens. There was also a river.

A group of us were standing, waiting for the runners to come by. We were all wearing sweatshirts and such because it was cold and foggy. Then we (somehow) found out that the river was going to flood, and we would have to get ourselves and our stuff out of there before it happened.

In a large quantity of my dreams, I am able to fly. This was the case here as well. It's so vivid that when I was younger, I actually got confused and thought I could fly in real life too (thankfully, that didn't end up in injury!). I decided that I could both save myself and help save our gear by flying into the air, so I kicked off and flew my usual way - as though I was treading water with my feet, but in the air. I climbed a few feet into the air. I was next to my aunt, a few people I didn't know, and a tree trunk. That was right around where I realized that I can only fly in dreams; thus, I must be dreaming. Calmly but excitedly I continued to fly. I hovered in front of my aunt, who was wearing her ragnar relay sweatshirt, and told her, "Hey, do you know that this is a dream right now?" or something along those lines. I had read that dream characters are supposed to deny that, but I didn't think this would be the case with her, and I was right. She simply said something like, "Oh no, I didn't know that. Thanks for telling me," but didn't seem all that surprised. It was surprisingly hard to talk - I don't always talk in dreams, and it was hard to make my voice work for some reason. I think when I finally did force myself to talk, I actually made a sound out loud (sleep-talked). Unfortunately, shortly after that, I woke up. My next goal will be to try and stay asleep, because as of late I've been waking up shortly after attaining lucidity.

School. Bus. trip. Victorias. flood. I'm completely naked. I didn't mind, but the people might freak out. Checked my bag for clothes. Just some underwear. Going home. Bus. Balintawak.

I'm a tour guide with a few other people. Toured a Japanese group. Lost in mall. Guard asked for bribe to tell us the place where we're supposed to go. Stared at him. He withdrew. Found the place. 8889. Orphans. Farmer.

Magic battle. A dragon trapped in volcano. A staff that erases mountains. Negros. Manapla. Number of cities.

Travel. A mansion. Ruins. Escape. A long street. Flooded. Tried to go home late. I was staying with a friend. He went ahead. I caught up. Door closed. The door is a refrigerator. i opened it and took some drinks. Replaced. Sprite. Got in.

Escaping. A building. Entered a room. Bookstore. It is closed but the door is open. Entered the other exit. People. Flood. Walk. Shake fire. Drove a motorcycle through flood.

Okay, after a night of lost sleep my dreams definitely become more interesting. Of course, my recall isn't any better... I only remember this one dream.

There's a building here that basically is an apartment building. It has 4, or 5 floors depending on how you look at it. People only live on the first 3, though. Now, where my recall picks up, me and a group of other people are in this building, trying to help people out. The only person that I'm pretty sure was with me was Silver... the rest are fuzzy. We'd come in on the third floor somehow... through a fire escape or something. This building, I should mention, is much larger than your average apartment building. It's more like an office complex with dozens of apartments on each floor. Also, all the hallways are internal, which is important for the plot of the dream. The reason we broke in on the third floor is that the entire building seems to be flooding, for some reason. There's a thin layer of water across the third floor... hardly enough to be a threat, but it implies that the first two floors of the building are completely underwater! Our group starts to split up, and fan out over the whole floor, warning people of what's going on. The general process here is very fuzzy, and I don't remember any specific faces... but eventually we warn everyone on the floor.

Now, our next job is to get to the higher floors, to speak to the person in charge. The stairway to the fourth floor is locked, so I pull out a keychain that I got from somewhere (it looks just like my keychain IRL) and try all of the keys until one of them works. Then I unlock the door and lead our group in. This fourth floor is essentially just a lobby area... with a mix of officials and non-officials here. Nobody seems bothered by the fact that we essentially just broke in. Now, what the officials are doing here is "guarding" the person who's in charge. This person has some mysterious level of power... people respect him more than a CEO, less than some kind of god... but it's implied that he's somewhere between the two. In any case, he has a LOT of power, and almost certainly knows what's going on already. We just want to bring it to his attention again and ask why he's not doing anything. The officials on this floor don't let just anyone see him, of course... there's all sorts of screening and regulations going on, to make sure that nobody who would want to harm him would get too close.

Here I have a vague flash of pseudo-lucidity... part of me decides that the paperwork stuff is far too boring, and if I just "fade out" for a bit, I can skip it. Somehow this logic works, so I have no memory of the paperwork, but I know it's done. It's also been long enough that we know we are trusted to see the guy in charge. Now we just need to wait. I look around and, for whatever reason, see Sonic and Knuckles logos on things like soda fountains. To my addled brain, this is proof that they trust us... those logos are supposed to be representative of me and Silver some how. I should probably mention that I think only the two of us are going to meet this guy... the rest of the group is milling around, but it was decided that a large group would be too intimidating and security would never allow it. Unfortunately I wake up before we get to meet this guy.

I was playing a game and I was a low level so I just hid in the bushes or something

I was a ninja
I was picking flowers
My irl sister was there
There was some sort of flood in the sewers?

This one goes from...odd to normal within the span of a second.
I'm in my Grandma's basement. Looks like it always does; tv, computer, comfy carpeting, nice couch, piano, etc. A few other random people were standing around as well. I ignored these people because behind me was none other than Jack and Rose from the movie Titanic. I decided to hang out with them, and we all chatted about something I forget. Suddenly, the windows burst open, and water flooded in at a fast rate. The basement started tilting downwards, with the other side going up. Basically, the basement was the Titanic. As it flooded, I tried to stay near Jack and Rose, but lost my hold on a piece of furniture and fell farther through the quickly flooding basement. A young boy hanging onto a part of the ceiling caught me by the hand.
"PLEASE! HELP ME!" I screamed, as the basement I once loved was being sunk around me. The boy shook his head. He murmured, "Make your choice." and with that, he let go of my hand, and I fell down to the bottom of the basement hallway, and into the depths of ocean water.
SUDDENLY. I was in a courtyard. The location looked like my neighborhood. My previously freaked out demeanor about the Titanic basement quickly went away when, I noticed my dad walking up. He said, "Let's go home." with a big smile. I walked home with him, and on the way, stopped to talk to a friend who wanted to show me this stuffed animal she got.