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Failed RC

I am walking down a hallway in part of a much longer dream. This leads into a sort of place that is reminiscent of the food section of a fair. I recognize this as a dreamsign, and think that I had better do a reality check. I pinch my nose and try to breath. I can't but I try harder and for a little longer to be sure. I still can't breathe.

I think about trying to fly, but there are too many people around. I figure I would look silly trying to jump into the air, so I just decide to rely on the nose pinch RC.

Anyway, I continue walking in blissful ignorance down the hallway, and come to a set of stairs. Down these stairs is a little courtyard where supposedly I always go to get away from the crowded city. I don't remember it from real life, but I do know that there is something in my life that is like that place. It's a representation of something real. I think about going down to sit in the courtyard, but decide not to. There is a guy sitting down there on a picnic table. I look around, and see that there is graffiti all over the upper walls of the place. It detracts a little bit from the peacefullness, but I still like the courtyard.

Very strange. I had some sort of book that I could enter through the pictures in it. There were some very spooky images in the book and I'm glad I didn't go through one of them...
It took me to a whole bunch of different places, including a strange hotel. I walked out on the grounds and saw a girl I have known for a few years, but not well. She asked me to follow her. I did, and we came upon a circle of chairs with people of all ages sitting in them. There were two empty ones, so we sat down. It was some sort of support group, but I can't remember what for. I couldn't understand what some people were saying. I got up and walked away...
I came to a room full of people but none were paying attention to me as if they couldn't see me. I saw a piano in the corner. I have played piano for many years so I was intrigued. I sat down at the piano and pressed some of the keys softly. Then I tried to play a few pieces but they kept sounding wrong and incredibly cacophonous. I noticed that the keys were covered in some sort of slippery liquid. I looked up and realized that the whole room was staring at me angrily. I tried to explain to them that the piano wasn't right, and that there was something on the keys. I looked behind me to see a tall girl in a Victorian dress and hat holding a teacup and intentionally spilling it's contents on the keys. I stood up and shoved her. I don't know why, but I think her name was Stephanie...
Somehow I ended up back in my own apartment. I put some leftover pizza in the oven and looked through the window. It was raining out but incredibly sunny! I ran out the door to see if there was a rainbow. No rainbow, but my backyard seemed more beautiful than ever (it's not beautiful at all in waking life). I began to sing and my voice came out beautiful and clear. My roommate came through the door and I was embarrassed because she had caught me singing. I went back inside to check on the pizza, only to find there was way more in the oven than I had remembered putting in (this should have been a signal that I was dreaming!!). Instead of two pieces of cheese pizza, there were at least six of many different kinds, and a lasagna. I assumed that the lasagna belonged to my roommate. The pizza tasted awful, and I threw most away. I got a large chunk of spinach stuck on my back molar, and I just couldn't get it out. I kept pulling and pulling at it, but it wouldn't budge a bit.

I woke up and realized that I had slept through my morning class.

There was more to this dream, but it keeps slipping away. I can only remember little bits of images. There was a lot more that happened at the weird hotel, I just can't remember what.

Irregular sleeping patterns for me lately. I sleep about 5-6 hours at a time in an irregular patterns the persists for several days. So as best as I can guess, I sometimes am getting a lot of REM sleep and sometimes seemingly none at all. Anyway, this dream below might have been two or more dreams but it was a blur when I woke up.

Going to McDonald's three times in one day. In the drive-thru in car with sister and father. No one asks what I wanted and that makes me upset.

Then at home, in a bedroom with two sets of bunk beds. Two coworkers fighting over some. One jumps from one bunk to the other and it almost falls. That makes me upset and I say something sarcastic and scolding. Then he threatens me with a hammer. Really? I start to walk any in disgust. Now he has a giant sledge hammer and he starts to swing it at me. I don't finch because I know he won't hit me. He stops the swing, surprised that I didn't move. Now I seem to be in the office. I walk away, letting the coworker get caught in the act of his aggression. I'm still upset but remain calm.

The Drinking Contest

I am in a Dairy Queen. They are having an advertizement for new treats in their freezer (I mean the advertizement is in the freezer; it's a live action commercial).

"You've seen all these old treats" says the narrator. "Remember when this was new?" They show some things like an ice cream cake and a Dilly Bar, as well as some frozen canned whipped cream I have never seen before. "But now it's just the same old same old. Well, there's a new treat in town!" The other things are pushed aside, and a giant cake is dropped down, taking their place. It is green, and covered in lots of icing. Upon it's being sliced open, it is found to be filled with frozen coconut filling.

"Just in time for the Super Bowl, it's a -- Day Cake! [the -- was some name like McNabb, I don't think it was him but it was a celtic name famous in football] It is now being offered at a great price. Or, you can win this cake for free! All you have to do is be here on McNabb's Day (I guess it is some sort of holiday) and drink beer! That's right, you drink beer for 13 hours. Here's the thing - you have to be drinking beer the whole time, and no bathroom breaks can be taken. If you're still here at the end, you get the cake for free!"

A few people seem to be interested in this deal. Next to me is a table of really good looking girls.

"Heck," says one of them, "We'll just wait here until McNabb's Day starts. It's just an hour or so."

I sit down next to her, and put my arm around her. For some reason my mother shows up and sits on the other side of her. The girls begin talking about how much they like to drink, and how great it will be to have free beer all day long. They seem to think drinking constantly for 13 hours is easy.

I start talking to my mother, loud enough so that they can overhear. "What do you think would happen to someone who drank beer constantly for 13 hours?" I say.

"I don't know," says my mother, "but it can't be good".

"I would think you'd get alcohol poisoning," I say. The girls seem to take no heed. I pull the girl next to me a little closer, and give her a hug. I am honestly worried about her. "Here is my prediction. By this time tomorrow night there will be at least one alcohol related death because of this contest."

"I think you're right," says my mother.

I now see in my mind's eye the scene of an accident, and someone being loaded into an airplane.

Strange Goings-on at my Grandparents'

We are having a family get together at my grandparents' house. It is getting to be late at night, and my brother goes back to bed. My aunt decides to play a trick on him, and changes into a bikini top. She undoes the strings at the bottom, so it looks as though she is in the process of taking it off. Then she goes into my brother's bedroom, pretending to be a strange woman who wandered in from the street.

Fixing the Computer

(This may have been a continuation of the last dream, or not. I don't quiet remember. It's one of those that isn't so coherent.)

Bobcats never let go once they have hold of you. My little cat thinks it's a bobcat at times, but at other times it is just like a kitten. I pet it, but then someone makes it think it's a bobcat. It grabs my hand with it's teeth and claws, getting a wild look in its eyes. I start singing to it, treating it like a little kitten again. It let's go of my hand.

Now somebody has the cat on his shoulder, and is climbing and running along the top of a moving train. It is a daredevil.

Now I am in a room somewhere. There are lots of children walking by on a field trip. They have to line up at the door, and they set their books down in front of me. I look at them, and see they are doing the same thing I did when I was their age.

A telephone rings in the room I am in. A woman answers the phone. "It's for you," she says, "it's Client #9".

"Client #9?" I say, "uh, that doesn't sound right." I pick up the telephone. I should have known. It's my uncle, who likes to pretend he is weird people when calling family and freinds. He asks if I'm busy, and if I can help work on my Grandfather's computer.

Now I am at my Grandfather's house with his computer. It has a small problem, but Dell wants over $1,000 to fix it.

"$1,000?!" I say, "at the most, you'll just have to get a new CPU, or maybe just a new motherboard."

Now my brother goes to bed. I have my laptop running, and it's been running all day. I decide I had better shut it down.

Working for Rush

I get a new job, working for Rush Limbaugh. He is explaining how the job works.

"When I'm on the mic," he says, "I don't know whether someone is doing their job or not. I don't go around and see how much or how well people are working. What I do is look at their desk. If your desk is clean, you are a good employee."

I look around the office. Everybody has a nice, perfectly clean desk. I sit down at my desk, and try to organize my things to look nice as well.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Good morning! Had the intentions of becoming lucid last night, and guess what? It worked like a charm. Even got to do my task I had set up, but it didn't really work the way I had hoped... Need to try it again next time. Also, I woke up with a headache and it felt like my dream memory was blocked. My pee was almost brown so I guess I'm dehydrated. Anyone else had trouble recalling while being dehydrated?

23.30: Sleep

07.00: WBTB 10 minutes

08.00: Whorehouse
I'm inside of a big house with alot of other people. Guys and girls around me are drinking heavily and partying. It has the feel of a whorehouse and a very hot, skinny woman walks up to me. A guy is about to have sex with her, but I decide to warm her up a bit first. I rub her breasts with my hands and grab her ass with both my hands and lift her up. I start to feel a bulge in my pants but I know I can't do anything as I've got a girlfriend. "You've got the most amazing ass" I whisper in her ear and she giggles as I feel it for a few more seconds.

I let her go and start walking up the stairs with a friend. He nudges me and points to the top. A girl is sitting there with nothing on her lower half and she seems to be very drunk. We get a clear view of her private parts and my friend laughs but I look away in respect. The stairs take a right just a few steps from the top, and I find my coworker Peter sitting on a chair. His eyes are red and half closed. The girl on the stairs bends over to pick something up and Peter grins at me in satisfaction. "Haha what a pervert" I think. He's 60+. I walk into a room and sit down a large table where most people have suddenly gathered.

08.00: Senses MILD
I'm about to head into a seven eleven store when I spot an old woman with a tiny dog. She let the thing crap on the pavement right infront of the door, and didn't pick it up. I'm furious and I can't just let her walk away. I start attacking her verbally. "Don't you think adults should take responsibility for their actions? Are you really one?" I ask her and take a closer look. I can spot a thin mustache of white hairs on her upper lip. She's very ashamed and just stands there in silence. After a few more amazing lines I totally nail, I head into the store. I walk up to the counter and ask the guy behind it to give me something fun. He puts up a bowl of pasta bolognese.




I look at the bowl and slowly become lucid. I remember my task of using my senses. I taste the pasta, it tastes just like I expect it to. The guy behind the counter starts asking me questions. "What do you work with? How old are you? Where do you live?" I answer them each in turn as I focus on my sense of touch. I run my hands over the counter. "Do you do any sports?" he asks me and I tell him no. I remember that smell is another sense. I take a big whiff of the pasta, it smells just like regular bolognese.

I look around in the store and there are some shelves to the right behind the counter. The guy asks me more useless questions he should already know. "I don't have time to waste on you" I tell him and walk out the store. I'm on the street outside, but I can't seem to see very far. There's a fog and it's very dark outside. A single streetlamp fills the street with gloomy light. I can't for the world remember what the fifth sense is. "What the heck, I'll just fly" I tell myself after some time when I get bored.

I take off instantly at will and go up a few meters and stop. I don't want to fly away in this darkness and destabilize the dream. Suddenly the entire dream starts to collapse. My vision gets twisted and I can only see a spot of asphalt underneath on the lower right corner of my vision. I remember spinning might stabilize the dream and I start to descend while spinning around. I never reach the ground for some reason and I just hang there for a few seconds as I cling to the dream.

11.00: Fragment
*I spot a bug in the bed and I attack it.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3, 200 ml applejuice

That's it! Recall sucked for 11 hours of sleep... Must be the dehydration. Also I couldn't remember the 5th sense as I have trouble remembering them in real life. I know what they are, but I have to think for a second or two before I can name them all. I guess I gotta practice on that. Still, awesome.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I have had some unrestful sleeping lately, and not too good dream recall. So, unfortunately, I can only remember parts of this dream.

Experimenting with Lucid Techniques

I am walking down a hallway, I believe in the old mansion that is connected to the church I attend and is now used for sunday school rooms. I somehow know that I am dreaming. [This may very well have been a WILD, I seem to remember slipping from being awake into a dream at some point. But it would have been the first dream of the night which I didn't think happened that much with WILDing] I realize that I have pretty good control, but the detail of the dream is rather poor. It is pretty dim and fuzzy, as though it were something I was trying to visualize. Also, as often happens, it begins to fade out altogether as I think of myself being asleep.

I begin to climb a staircase, and think back to Hyu's dream journal and how he anchored himself better to his lucid dream. I become more aware of my senses, and imagine a piece of chocolate to bite into. At first the piece of chocolate is very tiny, and doesn't have much substance at all. But the very act of trying to bit into it seems to have strengthened things a bit, so I am able to visualize an even bigger piece of candy. This time, I can taste the chocolate, as well as the caramel center. I can feel the chocolate and caramel in my mouth as well.

Then I get down on the floor and smeel and feel the carpet. It smeels and feels like carpet, allright. I have a vague idea that I tried to summon a Dream Guide, and even of some individual showing up.

Now my recall gets a bit fuzzy, because I don't believe the dream broke up or anything. I'm not sure I lost lucidity either, but I have a vague recollection of a gang of criminals out to get the President. I was part of this gang, but I may have been undercover. Or I may have been out to capture the gang.

Names in KI List (fragment)

Another dream related to Uru. I link into the cavern, and see a few names listed of people who are present. There are only a couple at first, but then I look again and there are a whole bunch of people.

A glass of port

I walk into a bar. The bartender tries to give me a drink of wine. I don't like any kind of alcohol, except for sweet wines and port. I ask for a glass of port, but he pours me a glass of some kind of wine saying it is like port. I take a drink. It tastes OK, but it seems to have some kind of milk mixed in which makes it taste funny.

I have been worried a lot lately, and I hope that the alcohol will help to make me relax. However, the bartender will only give me a drink in a tiny shot glass.

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of December 22-23, 2010.]

I'm riding in the back of my parents' car as we drive to the home of a friend of mine in Wrightwood. As we drive along the winding mountain road [which has appeared in at least one dream before this one, but I don't think I bothered to write it down], I notice that a Walgreens has opened in this remote little mountain town, and I am bothered by its presence there. I feel that it spoils the natural, rustic ambiance of the place. As the drive goes on, I start to feel sleepy.

We arrive at my friend's house. I meet their dog, and I'm nowhere near as afraid of being met by a new dog as I used to be [in real life]. Inside the house, there is a party going on, with lots of people. I eat dinner with some of them in the living room. The topic of conversation is how people who move out here to the mountains do so because they want to be 100% original and avoid letting big corporations influence their lifestyle too much, which is why the presence of a Walgreens is so offensive to the people who live here.

I wander into another room of the house, where I find a dog and a cat. Oh, great, I think. Now I'm going to have an allergy attack. [This is exactly how I would react to this situation in reality, by the way.] There are a whole bunch of different games set up on two different tables in this room. One of them is a stack of bowls, each with a vocabulary question and answer printed on it and a logo that reads “OKWords.” Another is a fallen phrases puzzle whose solution is an invocation to some mythological (possibly Norse?) god of death. There are quite a few people in this room, too. One of them is wearing a purple dinosaur suite, and another has some Pokemon dolls. As I'm walking around in the room, someone sends me back into the other room to find out what everyone there wants to drink. I walk back into the first room to find out. There is a large tray of cookies and other goodies on the table in that room; I eat a blueberry off of it.

The dream shifts to a new dream. Now, I'm in a movie/book titled Tron. [It has absolutely nothing to do with the real-life Tron.] The story I'm in involves an alternate dimension, which is accessed through a big, hidden doorway. Said alternate dimension is a typical epic fantasy world, and the story that takes place there has a lot of the universal mythic feel of the original Star Wars trilogy. I can understand why people are so insulted by the lightshow that is the new Tron; it has none of this mythic feel at all. [In real life, I've seen the original Tron, but not the new one. The content of this dream was based entirely on Internet hearsay about the new one.] There is a very clear scene in which the bad guys get through the aforementioned hidden doorway, and watch the good guys' actions on giant magical screens that are really interdimensional gateways.

The scene shifts again. Now, rather than being in the scene from the old Tron, I'm watching it with a group of people I know in real life, including Guy and some of my fellow students from his classes. As I watch, I realize that the scene we're watching was shot at Disneyland, due to the disguised but clearly visible Matterhorn in one broad shot of the landscape. I say aloud, “Wow, awesome! I won't say it, I'm just thinking it very loudly.”

The scene shifts again. Now that same group of people and I are on the train that goes around [this particular dream version of] Disneyland. We pass several other park landmarks that have been disguised to look like other things, like the Matterhorn was. The train passes behind a large, white, curved, several-story office building. I am shooting ahead of the train, flying on hover boots. As the train and I approach the Tron station (where we started our train trip around the park), I tell the boots to slow down, because my legs are starting to hurt from being kept bent at a 90-degree angle at the knee so that I can stay upright while using the hover boots. I say aloud, “Slow down, boots. Please?” They don't slow down. My alarm woke me up out of this scene, which disappointed me, because it was a really cool dream. I was also dismayed to realize that meeting the dog and not being afraid of it had been a dream.

01/03/2011
Fragment
Something to do with having to fend of some attacker, using the knives from a kitchen set.



01/04/2011
Fragment One
I was in an enormous food court, filled with people. The only thing I really remember is trying to get some Chinese food, and the woman behind the counter didn't speak a lick of English. It took forever to get her to understand what I wanted. I tried to say something to her in Chinese, and had to repeat it 3 or 4 times before I realized I was speaking to her in Spanish, and not Chinese (which makes sense, since I don't really know any Chinese/Mandarin).


Fragment Two
Something about a shooting? I had to kill someone, for some reason that I can't remember. I believe it was self defense, because I remember being really upset about having to gun this person down. They had gotten drawn into some situation that involved and XBox360, I think. I remember a sign which said to turn off all 360 'transponders,' so that no more people would come, whatever the hell that meant.

I was at a house/camp type thing that looked a lot like my friends house, though i have never been inside. The dream started off with me in the living room that had giant windows on every side of the room but that weren't visible from outside. I was with my dad and a friend of mine (not the one who lives in the house)who were in the kitchen. I had walked into the kitchen to get some food, but they had said they already put some powdered donuts outside next to the fire, so we went outside.

We were sitting around the fire and i was eating the donuts. My friend and my dad were talking about something, but i was paying more attention to the radio. There was a man who was reading off the weather report and said that tornadoes were likely, even though there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The second he finished talking, i heard a low rumbling noise and looked up. There was a hole in the trees next to us that i could see a tornado through! I told my dad and my friend to run inside the house, but they wouldn't move, so i just started to run inside. "This way!" I yelled. Then, before i had moves 5 feet, the tornadoe broke through the treeline, but it was moving very slowly, about the pace of a moderate jog. It cut me off and i could see inside of it, as well as feel the wind sucking me into it. Luckily i wasn't sucked in. The inside looked like several mini tornadoes in a line, each with their own little swirly thingys on the ground. I had stopped as fast as i could and started running the other way. "Just kidding, run this way!" Then i noticed that my dad and my friend that they were just standing there, looking at me like i was insane.

It wasn't until now that i realised that my donut i was eating had flown out of my hand! I wasonly half done with it! I noticed that the neighboors were having a camp out as well, and the tornado was going right for them! I had also noticed that one of the guys who was telling a joke had caught my donut! He said, "Oh! A donut! Boy, am i hungry!" and he started to eat it! I was going to shout to them to move out of the path of the tornado, but decided not to because he ate my donut. Then I walked back inside the house into the kitchen and started talking with my dad and friend. can't remember any of the speech or anything since the dream ended either here or shortly after.

Before I forget...

I'm in a snack store out by my community college where all the food is behind glass and really expensive (e.g. $5 for a bag of four animal crackers). There were a couple of very tempting pastries, but instead I decide to munch on some graham crackers and a strawberry that I had brought from home. The cashier, however, rings up my snack and scolds me for eating before paying. The total comes to $13, which I argue is totally preposterous, especially because the strawberry was mine and I had cut it in half, while he was trying to charge me for two strawberries. I even try to show evidence that the food was totally mine, but he wouldn't believe me.

So I end up doing a Ghost in the Shell-style mind-link with the cashier, wiping his memory and sending him hurtling into cyberspace for good measure before I make my escape.

So... first dream-bits of the new year.

1. Riding horses to pack down soil that was recently plowed up.

2. Eating entire bags of carrots and celery at a picnic because I didn't want a ham sandwich.

3. A strange version of Bejeweled keeps booting itself and my laptop up.

4. Finding our family's cat, Sophie, in a cabin at a national park that had evidence of a bear break-in.

5. Investigating a strange hotel where the exterior doors all lead to different dimensions. One of my expedition partners has a wolf on a leash. Near one of the doors, there's a falcon of some sort with a reddish-brown back sitting on a dead tree. I say something along the lines of "Hey, Mr. Falcon" and it perches on my arm. As we all head toward the door, I notice a hot orange glow through the cracks of the door. The wolf starts straying in the opposite direction while its handler tries to pull it back toward the door. I ask the falcon if it thinks going through the door is a good idea, and it responds negatively. So instead of exploring that part of the hotel, we end up eating falafel and scrambled eggs from a food cart.

Winston Churchill

Winston Churchill has come to live with my family. Actually, in my dream I think I am related to him. We get into some discussion with some people (I think we are at my old college, but I'm not sure). Churchill and I are arguing one side against some of the others. It is getting late, and we all decide to go to bed.

I start up to my room, but then remember that I left a light on in the living room. I go back to turn it off, and Churchill says something really strange like "farewell, sweet feline". I just kind of stare at him, and then go back to my room, thinking what a weird thing that was for him to say...

... There is food. Shrimp, I think. Also, there were some books around that I was reading. I think in preparation for a class. Wait, I'm getting something more: I am studying for an exam that I am about to take. That's how it starts. Then I started reading Churchill's "Gathering Storm".

Haven't recorded my dreams for over a week. These are pretty weak in terms of recall and interest.

Spaceship, Randomness
0907: On spaceship which is one big open platform that we stand on. Something about Germans. Fighting. Kick guys down through a hole in the platform to their death in outer space. Cover the hole again to preserve the airlock.

skip

Learning a play in English instead of Spanish. Coworkers eating sandwiches for lunch.

TV
1135: TV crew interviews a couple about their [notes unclear: either "wedding day" or "missing dog"].

Indian, Newlyweds
1146: Guy from India is my teammate in a video game racer. His job is just to watch and control my resources and tanks. I win. His boss is upset but it turns out to be a misunderstanding. He gives me a printout of a bunch of Internet jokes. But they are all very old Coke vs. Pepsi gags. Interrupts me just as I am going in to the bathroom.

skip

Newlywed couple seeing a counselor. The guy is in the Marines and he has to leave for "basic."

Trespassers
1559: In a remote cabin, watching basketball with coworkers. I'm holding two people prisoner because I found them trespassing. I order McDonald's and share my French fries.

Ever since I started this DJ, I've been remembering a lot more dreams, which is great! Back to the good old days - I'll soon be lucid dreaming like before.

I was in a small shop in town, with a staircase that lead upstairs. Naturally, I went up the stairs.
It was a large café of sorts. There was a long counter, which displayed delicious treats.

I met with my sister at a table. She had ordered me some food - I think it was pizza.
But here's the thing - all the food served here was made of sweets (or candy as americans call it)! Yep, everything was sugary. I'm not sure if it started out exactly like this, maybe the food was normal at first. But that's how it ended up, as the dream progressed.

Remember these?

Yeah, it was like that, except on a much bigger scale.

I remember being very hungry, and the dream lasted quite a long time.
I talked with my sis', and she bought me food. I don't remember the specifics, only being hungry and having an interesting time.

Often my food dreams are like this - I'm hungry but never seem to get satisfied, probably because of real-life hunger.

In the end, I walked up to the counter. There was a picture of a delicious burger - I was so hungry, and it looked very tasty.
But for some reason, I didn't realise it would be made of confectionery.
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I remember looking at the picture, thinking it looked fantastic. On show was also pizza, pasta, and more.

But it was all sugary and sweet.

This was a very odd dream I think. Not as naturally bizarre as some others, but the fact it was in a sort of normal setting, yet with the odd feature of having sugary food. Haha.

Method: DILD
Recall: average
Lucid Ability:8
Vividness: Average
Dream Length:Average

I was watching something about some basketball player who was died. I think they were showing highlights. I remember telling who ever I was with that I knew someone who was just as fast as that guy.

scene change

I'm in this room with my friends D, A, D and D and and maybe some more random DCs. Theres also this Asian girl there. I've never been in this room before. It's long has several arch shaped windows with blinds. tvs, light brown carpeting...the cheap kind like they use at schools. None of this is adding up. I'm near this black refrigerator having a conversation with her. There just seemed to be something odd that stood out about her. She had on a peach tank top and white shorts. She had wavy brown hair to about the middle of her back, and it had a couple of blonde streaks. I don't know what we were doing, but I do remember asking her questions. I asked her name twice, and I think she said it was "Chadra", and she told me it meant "peace" or "river". We ended up having sex in front of everyone, and I knew it had to be a dream.

After that I started testing out things. Making the blinds rise and fall, and flip. Shooting energy blasts, and making the antenna's that were sticking out from the tv's in there collapse. I think I flew around there as well. I remember something about telling myself to make sure I document everything, like I was going to come back there. The people who were in that room kept changing from time to time. Various DC's that seemed pretty intelligent.