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Inside a large compound with one high sloped wooden bank, and building on two of the other sides. The other end just kept going so the compound must have been huge. I had a paintball gun in my hands and was in the middle of a game with one other person. Interesting to see how gravity effected the balls as they were fired. Even over short distance. On the opposite side to the sloped bank was a dilapidated building. Some old friends were leaning out of it shouting me to come up, saying they were building a swimming pool. Took the staircase on the right side of the building, expecting just to be able to walk right through, but it was split into two rooms, and the room I was trying to get through was JAM PACKED with mothers and their kids. I mean shoulder to shoulder mothers... no chance. Carried on up one more flight of stairs to see if I could get over the top but my path was blocked by large atlas maps rolled up in plastic tubes. I needed one for my bedroom in real lifeso I picked it up, but a child said 'No, they are the schools!'

Ran back to the car park and jumped in a Jeep wrangler, speeding off down the jungle rally track that started at the end of the car park. Look over to my left and in the passenger seat is a young boy, and for some reason I know he is going to be there for the rest of the time. I slam my foot to the floor, and hurtle round the corners. It reminds me of temple run, and huge logs block the road at points. I don't slow down, just lean back and pull the steering wheel and the car jumps over. I miss judge a turn though and the car goes rolling into the forest. We manage to jump out before the car leaves the road though, and we watch it hurtle into the distance. (A few minutes later ill see an explosion in the distance and assume that was the car finally coming to rest)

I look about to see what is around, and an old man is there with a long beard, standing in the middle of a rail way track that runs parallel to the jungle rally track. All three of us walk along it and eventually the trees die back and we are wandering through a large open plain. Suddenly I hear a huge horn and turn around to see a train bearing down on us. Its so close and so fast. Everything goes into slow motion and me and the old man dive sideways. I see the little boy just stood there. The train is about to hit him but I manage to grab his t shirt. It turns all elastic and just stretches, pulling him away much slower than it should. The train turns ad drives off the track. I look up and the driver waves as if to say 'hold on, Ill take it round the block'

Watching the train just disregard the track and do a full circle on the grass was pretty impressive. It came back around and the driver said don'r worry about it. I got on the train and it was full of people what looked like they were heading to a fancy event. I guessed they were all together. The inside of the train was set out exactly like the inside of a coach. I walk out of the middle door into a courtyard. Everyone is stood around as if at a wedding reception. Walking through the crowd, a guy holds his fist up for me to bump it, but when I do, he grabs my hand, and wont let go. Then he does, I crack him the biggest back hand I can manage. (I don't know why) It makes a loud noise, everyone looks, and he starts crying. I big shout of 'Call the police!' goes up and I just leg it. I ran up past the church with my best mate and then up the the police station.

There were tall narrow startcases up the the front desk of the police station and i started pouring out my story to the officer. There was a moody french couple what wouldnt say more than a few mumbles in my direction. I went back ooutside and there was a mob of people shouting for my. Loads of boys from the younger year of my old school with tennis balls, ready to punish me for hitting the guy. I stood up taller than all of them and roared like a lion, and they all ran away. I went back up to the front desk of the station but it had changed into a kitchen and the officer that i had been talking to was stood there making a slight variation of a kebab from Berlin (They are the best) There were three hand guns on the table in front of me and one of them had a large scope on it. I picked it up and looked through the scope. The image I saw was better than crystal clear. I have not seen anything that clear in a dream before. (Expectations)

Put the gun down and went downstairs. There was a car parked outside that was full of water with a man sat submerged inside. as i got there the water had just dipped below his face and he looked upset. I kicked to door off and asked him if he was committing suicide. He said he was, so I dragged him out the car. He looked flustered and told me to leave him alone. He got into a van but I told him he was coming upstairs. He was having none of it and tried to drive off. I was having none of that, and pushed the back of the van. The whole thing spun into a wall. He reversed and I did the same thing. I then grabbed the back and just flipped the whole van onto it's side. (super human strength) He was so angry and started chasing me. I ran up the stairs into the police station and told the officer. He was watching TV at the time and stood up and aimed his gun at the top of the stairs. The fat guy came up, saw the gun and instantly vanished. And then the dream ended.


Before Bed
Blue light from the screen
Lots of alcohol
Nicotine for the first time in a couple of days
Lots of water before bed

Woke at 06:00 and went back into the dream 10 mins later then rose at 09:15

-A few violent things in the dream which doesn't usually happen-

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1:

I believe I had this dream twice in a row last night - as if I did things wrong the first time through and then I had an opportunity to fix things the second time. I only remember the second one. I am in a house in a narrow kitchen with white tile. There is an evil woman (possibly a witch) there who I am supposed to battle - I think it is a sword fight. There is a large crowd and they are all on my side because apparently this woman is terrorizing our civilization. She is an older woman - possibly in her 50s - and in my dream I think she is my mom (although she bears no resemblance to my mother in waking life).

We go out into the back yard and the setting resembles something out of the show Game of Thrones. There is a small concrete section in the back right corner of the yard. The woman steps onto this section with her back to the stone fences and is ready for battle although she has no weapon. Instead of a sword I have what appears to be a stop sign. She gets into a position where her arm is somehow laid out on the concrete. I walk up to her holding the stop sign by the metal post and start hitting / smashing her arm with the sign portion. Initially she laughs at me. (This is very similar to the scene in Game of Thrones where Daenerys ties the lady up to the wooden structure and sets her on fire. The lady initially says she will not scream but ends up screaming later). After several smashes it begins to hurt her but she has too much pride to show any weakness. I continue smashing and she eventually breaks and screams "please stop!" She stands up and I continue smashing the sign over her head until her shoulder ignites. The fire spreads across her entire body. She drops to her knees and changes into a younger woman and starts calling out for her mother.

Dream 2:

I am at work in a lab. I am running western blots on my DEG project looking for BR. The results show crystal clear degradation products - 16 bands to be exact. I ask SC if the number of bands correlate with splice variants.

Dream 3:

I am out in the woods with RL and AM from work. I have a high powered rifle with a scope. There are two people guarding a bright blue orb that I am supposed to destroy. I am hiding in the bushes next to a larger group of the enemies. I sneak around this group and go up a hill to where the guards are. I take out the one of the guards with a single shot and then I have trouble shooting the other one. He is a much better fighter. Just like in "Dream 1" I get a do-over like in a video game. This time I try to take out the good fighter first. It takes me two shots but I get him, then I easily take out the other guard. In order to get to the blue orb I have to sprint across a 100ft section where I am susceptible to being shot by the larger group below. I make it past and start shooting the orb as the large group closes in on me. It takes 3 shots to destroy the orb.

Dream 4:

I am on a red planet with no plant life and no structures. Just dirt as far as the eye can see - similar to what I imagine mars would look like on the surface. There are giant rolling hills everywhere which makes it difficult to see very far. There are enemies scattered around and they can be identified easily because wherever they stand the ground turns black.

10/15/2014
"Mercenaries, Wolves and Savages"

Spoiler for Short Version!:

Summary:
From out of the frying pan and into the fire. I found myself trying to escape a military facility. After fighting my way passed the soldiers and their arms; as well as a pack of feral wolves; I wound up being chased by indigenous people, living in a huge hole in the earth, whose most treasured artifact I had the overwhelming urge to steal on my way to safety.

There was a vast military facility, set in a rocky, mountain terrain. An acquaintance and I were seemingly prisoners or captives on this base, and were sneaking around the yard in an attempt to make our escape. Our captors were more ruthless mercenaries than your standard soldier, and we knew that being caught again would mean certain death.

It didn't take long for the base to go on alert, upon realizing we were no longer where we should have been. Everywhere, squads of these men were mobilizing and searching frantically for us. One the closest end of the base was a wall with a framework of openings, but on the other side was a wide-open clearing, for miles. We could already hear the helicopters beginning to circle. We would be sitting ducks out there. The only way to safety would be to make it across the compound and to the opposite side, where the geographic conditions were much more conducive to escape.

Unable to keep ourselves hidden for much longer, we soon found ourselves sprinting and scrambling through the yard, dodging machine gun fire so close that I could actually feel the bullets tearing through my clothing and brushing my skin at times. Turning a corner - after having lost my companion, somewhere in the fray - I saw a large, metallic object wheeling itself around a nearby building. It was a tank, and the turret was already beginning to rotate in my direction. I broke into a lateral sprint, running as fast as I could, toward the closest structure. It was one of those moments where time stands still, and you're in just such utter terror that you are absolutely, positively sure you are going to die.

I heard the tank fire the shot, just before I was able to reach the corner. Luckily, the shell flew just a few feet behind me. I could sense it as it passed me before exploding, harmlessly, about a dozen yards away.

Still on the run, I happened upon an enormous crevice that led down into the ground, just outside of the military compound. It was a great gash in the earth, about the length of a large yacht, and it was apparently the entrance to a network of caverns which stretched deep below the surface. I climbed down to lower passageways and attempted to wait out my pursuers, thinking that I might have enough concealment down here to successfully get away. Then, I saw a silhouette on the wall. It was a wolf. A very large wolf. It was sniffing its way around toward me, but I was out of its line of sight and it hadn't yet noticed me.

Quietly, I began climbing back up toward the surface, out of the path of this beast, and started to weigh my dwindling options. Poking my head just above the surface, I was met not with the automatic weapons of the mercs that I believed were still searching for me, but with the sight of about five more wolves, sprinting down out of the nearby mountains and directly toward me at breakneck speed.

Frantically, I slid back down into the crevice and to the lower level. The wolf was there waiting, and I ended up having to fend him off with my hands, grabbing his snout as he lunged and grappling with him just long enough to slip away before the others could descend into the cavern behind me. (I think I killed it, but I'm not sure.)

Continuing further and further down, and just as I was beginning to feel that I had rid myself of the ferocious wolves, I found myself dropping into a wide open 'room' within the cavern. It was about the size of the underwater cavern in my dream from yesterday. This time, though...it was full of people. Primitive, indigenous people, who seemed as though they had been living here for eons. A lost civilization. And they all immediately stopped what they were doing and stared directly at me.

I was standing on some kind of pedestal or shrine, and surrounded by precious artifacts. The centerpiece immediately caught my eye: a large, gem-encrusted plate, in the shape of a skull, which looked like it had come straight out of an Indiana Jones movie. Suddenly, the air turned hostile, and this entire tribe began converging angrily upon me. I was off, again, instinctively grabbing up the skull-shaped relic and dashing off of the pedestal, running through the caves while they gave chase. Some of the natives also dealt in magic, because the last thing I remember is hoping from ledge to ledge while a handful of them threw glowing, blue spells at me, which exploded into bright splashes of hot liquid.

I don't think they ever caught me, though!

Dream 1
I am runnning on a bike path in the downtown area of the city I'm in. I take a turn and go to a kind of shady back-alley way, but it's still part of the path. My dad is then there and there is a four-wheeler in front of us. We take it for a ride and have a blast. Then I bring my mom and I let her drive. She floors it and the vehicle flips over. It is dark outside and I get scared of werewolves. A random dude is suddenly there and he helps us try and flip it back over.

Dream 2
I am in a group of people and we are trying to catch some bad guys. A truck comes and stops us and we all put down our weapons except one guy in our group who has his gun and flashlight trained on the leader.

Dream 3
I am in the desert near an old run-down city. There is quite a big group of people with me. We have to work together but our group is constantly arguing. We are running away from something, and I'm hiding behind a bus. Then, we are back in the city and are at a party. Another group is out to get us and when I confront them, I see a person from our group who I thought was dead. I am totally shocked.

Dream 4
I am getting off the front of a train or something, and I'm standing on a platform. I do the nose-plug RC and am instantly lucid. (In real life I knew I was going to LD and I did the same exact thing beforehand in the dream. So I don't know if this is just a dream about LDing but I'd still be lucid I think) I check my hands just to make sure I'm dreaming and I have more fingers than usual. I go into caveman mode and search for some girls from my school. (I don't really remember what happened now...I think I might've found one girl but I don't know who and I don't know what I did.) I had to do a few other RC's to keep confirming I was dreaming.

Dream 5
I am standing on a battlefield and 2 Jedi are standing in front of me. There is a male and female. The female offers to help the male but he refuses, and goes on. There are two armies standing by some walls. The army behind the walls is evil, and the army attacking is a new and improved clone army. My view switches to seeing over the wall and that teleports me to the top of the wall. The armies are about to start fighting so I quickly jump down and run to the side. This marks the start of WW3. I am then in Denver, Colorado. Me and my entire XC team were put here because it is apparently the safest city to be, but in that first part I remember that the bad guy said he was going to take out Denver. I always duck when walking by windows and I'm constantly terrified of being shot. After a while in Denver, I wake up one night and see everyone leaving. I am scared that they are leaving me and ask how I'm going to get home. They point and I can see another teammate and I am relieved I won't be left behind.

We have all left already and are running through a field. We get to a diner and I remember that this is where all my survival started at. Then I am at my house with my parent's. We are packing things to be able to survive on our own. Our neighbors are doing the same and we give them some water because they don't have enough.

Dream 6
There are a bunch of people at my house. A guy takes me and a few others outside and is really mad at us. I can't remember what for. He said he was going to make us sprint for a very long time but he lightened up and let us quit after like 2 10 yard sprints. Back inside, everyone had left except this hot girl (T) from my school. I struggle to try and not get it on with it her, because I'd get into a lot of trouble if I did. I finally contain myself but I'm kinda mad because that was a perfect chance to do it. She leaves and I turn on a movie. (it had some sort of government name and was about a dude in government) There is a sex scene and right after its over my mom comes home from work. I think its weird that she's home so early. She hugs me and I shut off the movie. She asked what I was watching and I told her and said it wasn't very good. It goes to the title screen and I go on my computer. There is previews of the movie and my mom sees part of the scene and says, "look at that!" I play dumb and she thinks I hadn't seen anything so she doesn't press the issue.

I think my lucid last night was a little weird...I didn't remember it as clearly as I usually do. And I also know I had a lot more dreams.

10/05/2014
"Z-Day Diversion"

Deep in the zombie apocalypse, my allies and I were holed up inside of a prison (The Walking Dead style), and trying our best to survive. Directly next to this prison (comically-close) was a hospital. The hospital was 100% zombie-infested, but we found ourselves having to venture over there for food and supplies (much like the 'self-infection' sequence in World War Z). I remember seeing sweeping shots of many of the hospital hallways, and how there were scores of the undead just roaming about. It was always harrowing, but it was the only place we could get the supplies we needed, so we had to brave it.

We found that there was a missile-launcher on the roof of the prison, set upon a turret. I can't remember why, but I had to make my way up to the tower where the missile was. I think it had malfunctioned, and we were planning on using it to (somehow) make an escape from the prison, or end the apocalypse with a strategically-placed attack (or something), so I went up to try to get it working again. While I was fiddling with the launcher, it suddenly armed itself and the turret began moving. It didn't take long for me to realize that it was attempting to aim itself at me. I scrambled around on the tower, trying to keep myself out of the line of sight of this missile - not that I was sure it was going to fire at me at such a close range, inevitably blowing up part of the prison with me. Eventually, I got to where I was partially hanging off of the tower by my hands, but I was in the weapon's blind spot.

This incident led me to find out that there was a secret faction of 'elites', who were watching us and 'controlling' our situation, from afar. They were the ones whom had taken remote control of the missile launcher and threatened to take me out, had I attempted to use it. Our apocalyptic survival was a part of some larger experiment, and we were being manipulated and studied, even while we suffered through one gruesome zombie-encounter after another. Those of us who survived banded together to try and figure out the mystery of who was putting us through this, and why, but I don't remember much more.

Dream - Lucid

I was in college. It was the first day of the semester. I was in what looked like the break room at work putting things in a locker.

I was then in a theater in a theater class. Dallas was the teacher. He was showing us footage of a musical that he wanted us to do. It was about this group of people who just went around and shot people. I wanted to be in the chorus, not a main character, and I said so to Dallas/the class. I then thought about Dallas and this was his first time directing a musical. I knew he'd be nervous, especially on opening night.

We kept watching the footage. It was quite the bloody show. People would get shot, and there would be a lot of blood.

I then was in the locker/break room again. I was sitting at the table in there. A lady gave me a sheet back with grades on it. I was doing really well! Not all perfect scores, but lots of good scores. I thought about how this time around I was going to all my classes, as opposed to all the other times when I would neglect a class all semester and fail it or have to drop it (this never happened IWL, but has in my dreams many times).

I was then back in the class, but this time, I was on stage with some other girls. We were the shooters at some sort of outdoor party underneath a pavilion. I remember something about trying to load a silver gun for one of the other girls. I loaded it up alright, but was having trouble turning off the safety and getting it ready to shoot. Someone took it from me and did it themselves.

I then was in some sort of formation with the girls. It was a T shaped formation, with two in the front and the rest of us behind in a single file. There were maybe 5 of us total. I was second, being only behind the two in the front. It was then like we were very deep underwater, thought the pavilion was still there and everything, and we had to link our arms together in a special way while at the same time plugging our ears because of the water pressure change. It was weird. We were being directed how to do so by some people talking to us, I believe my mom was one of them. I was looking in front of me, and saw that my dad was one of the people in front of me. He had this tube coming out of the back of his head by his ear with a plastic bubble around it. There was pink liquid medicine in the bubble. I somehow got it to go in the tube, because that's how he was taking his medicine, but it came right back out again. Um...not sure what to do about this. He had no idea what was going on with the meds, and for some reason, I didn't tell him. I somehow got him to tilt his head forward, and the meds went back in the tube. Some came out again. Ugh.

Then, we were getting ready to go up to the surface. We linked arms in the weird way we were supposed to, but I couldn't get my hands up to my ears to plug them. It was too late though, we were racing up to the surface quite fast. I heard my mom's voice call out
"Protect your ears!"
I was trying really hard to get my hands to my ears. I got my left one, but my right one was still uncovered. I couldn't get my hand to it. My right ear started to ring and I felt a lot of pressure in it.

I then woke up before we hit the surface.

~

I was being taught how to fill a syringe with medication for shots. A woman was showing me how to do it. We filled this syringe with a medicine that looked like apple juice. She didn't have me tap it for air bubbles, and I thought back to seeing nurses doing that with syringes that had the glass shaped in such a way that it looked like bubbles connected together. I don't know how else to describe it, and I can't find a good picture on the internet to show you what I mean. I asked the woman about that. I don't remember her response, but for some reason, we didn't have to tap the type of syringe we were using for bubbles. I guess only the people with the bubble-shaped syringes had to do that. I assumed something about them also being amateurs.

DJ Log: July 30, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I look out the window at what looks like a groundhog in the yard and I want to shoot it. I walk over and pick up my rifle and look through the scope. Looking closer, I can see that it's a cat, not a ground hog, so I decide not to shoot it. I look around through the yard for a bit through the scope and I see what looks like a dog hanging out by the barn. I look to the right a bit and see a bunch of people hangout out around my barn. I put the gun down and turn around to see that there are people walking around in my house. They are preparing the table for dinner. They move a few things off the table set plates down.

A dream ends with my mother's death by self-inflicted head wound, in a scene comparing her to a woman who'd shot others in order to protect the family; this is followed by several false awakenings in which my IRL sisters and I realize we've all had that same dream and argue over whether to go check on her - S. was against waking her. (There was also a room behind S. that I recognized as out of place, though I rationalized it away.) In the last false awakening we finally do check on her, and the head wound turns out to have been a metaphor for a stroke she experienced in the night; I go to call 911, only to have her stop me and explain that the stroke is also a metaphor - she removed something from her mouth which had been distorting her speech and features.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in a field looking at scarecrows tied in place with gold that shines in the sunlight. I've just been hearing a story about how they got here - they were people once. Dead now. There's a mist starting to come down from between the mountains at the far end of the field, as it always does at this time of day though I've never been here to see it before, and I'm watching it make spiraling patterns in the sky. It's very beautiful.

As Spike, I'm sitting in a classroom that Buffy's gang is using to talk about an apocalyptic threat - something involving a demon from another dimension - I'm annoyed at how blasé they are about it. I'm aware this is normal for them, but it's something that shouldn't be normal for anyone. It's as if they're not taking a warning seriously.

1.
I was inside some sort of building, I guess it was a school. I had been walking with my classmates who were all wearing red shirts. I'm not sure what I was wearing but I knew I was getting tired of standing around like everyone else. I left the line I was in to go to the restroom up ahead. It was REALLY small and the stalls were all red. As I was walking to get into one of the stalls, some guy inside peed on my arm. "Dude what the hell are you doing?" I asked. He didn't reply, so I just tried to ignore the fact that there was a dangerous guy in the restroom who couldn't aim, and by the way, he also peed all over the floor.
I finally got into my stall and took a pee. After I did so I left the stall and I think I washed my hands(oops). As I exited the restroom, I noticed my entire class now walking towards the stalls. "What did I do wrong now?", I thought, thinking that they were all coming towards me because of something I had done. Next to me I saw a friend I knew from Drivers Ed. a while back, his name was Wesley and he looked almost exactly like drake, but a little lighter on the skin. For some reason I started dancing right in the middle of the floor.
I was doing the kind of dancing you would see in clubs, like how people dance to House music. Wesley commented on my dancing and said that I looked funny doing it. I told him I was a pro and kept dancing. Soon my entire class passed through us and interrupted the show I was putting on. I remember Sgt. Twine telling me to "get in formation, cadet", and by the way he was in charge of the class I was with. I didn't want to get my vibes totally murdered so listened to him.
As I came outside, I left my class once more and sat down and talked to my friend Rory from Sophomore year. We were about to play a game of chess and he was setting it up. While he was doing so, a pretty girl came over to me. She was dressed in almost all black, but not in a gothic way. She was in despair about something, and I knew it. I asked her, "Whats wrong?". As I did so I felt a strong sense of attraction towards her, and after I finished my sentence, she said something short and came in to me for a kiss.
"Wow this is going somewhere fast,", I thought. As she gave me a kiss, I kissed her back. "Dont you have a boyfriend?", I asked. She said, "Its difficult". I suddenly felt really in love(lol). She was coming in for another kiss, but then I "remembered" something: that my friend Rory, who was right next to me, had a crush on this girl. I told the girl that we could take this over next to the wall. She agreed, I told my friend Rory to continue setting up the game, and that I wouldn't be gone for much longer.
As we got away from Rory and sat down against the wall face to face, I asked her, "So whats wrong?". She started telling me a long story about her boyfriend and how he wasn't being nice. Here is basically what she said summed up: "He doesn't let me come to his grandmas party, or any of his families birthday parties. He doesn't even let me come to his birthday party. Whenever I invite him to come to my birthday parties, he always gets mad and doesn't come."
I zoned out for a minute after she said all of that and looked at the parking lot in front of me. A small smart car was going into a parking spot a few spots away from us. It didn't get into its parking spot right, so it moved a few parking spaces to the right to fix that. I noticed that It could have parked closer to the truck next to it, but hey, the guy can park where he wants. After that I thought to myself, "My entire mission in life right now, is to stay self aware and have countless lucid dreams, but yet I'm not getting them." This really saddened me and I felt like I was getting no where with Lucid Dreaming(Lol I said all of this to myself while inside of a dream, I'm definitely getting somewhere. I'm almost lucid at least once every night.)
I looked around but didn't really pay attention to what was going on. I then saw my old friend Zach, back from Junior High, and because I saw him, I thought that I wasn't dreaming. After I looked back at the girl I was talking to, after looking around for a while, I saw that she had turned into another girl I knew from class in school. Her name is Tara. I looked at her and she was just kind of paralyzed in the position she was sitting in. Her arms were in the air in front of her, and she wouldn't move them. I asked her, "What are you doing? Are you ok?", but I got no reply from Tara, and she stayed in the same position. After this, the dream ended.

2. I was driving my dad's truck( which I have never driven before) around a parking lot. The parking lot was crowded and I was supposed to park somewhere. At one point, a truck got in the way of my path, so I got out of my truck. I grabbed onto the back end of this other truck and pushed it into its parking spot. "It rolled out of its spot dad, this isn't our truck", I told my father. With that I got back in the truck and continued driving. Later I remember hitting the back of someones car. It was a brown van and I hit it as I was backing up.
My dad really didn't notice half of the stuff I was doing, and by just saying, "Dont worry dad I didn't really do that" he really believed that nothing had just happened and that everything was just fine. But it was not. Not to longer after I hit the back of that brown car, I crashed into the side of a building(or a pole I think, not sure). This accident had totally messed up the entire grill on my dads Silverado. With this I started to cry, because I knew I was in big trouble( just for the records, I have no idea why I always cry in dreams. I almost never cry in real life.) My dad let out a big sigh and we got out of the truck.
I also noticed my sister get out the truck as well, I never knew she was in the back seat. Somehow, a cop car arrived and when he got to the scene, he got out of his car and approached us. I told him what had happened, but he didn't seem to care. Instead, he just put me, my dad, and my sister all in a pair of handcuffs. The officer told me that everything would be ok. With that, he left the area we were standing in and went somewhere else. When I noticed he was gone, I tried getting out of my handcuffs, and to my surprise, they weren't even tight enough. I could slip my hands out of them with ease. I only slipped one hand out however, just so I could get it back in if the cop came back out.
Looking at my handcuffs, they looked like thick strands of twisted metal. Their design was pretty sloppy. When the cop put them on me, he didn't even make them tight enough. I could move my arms from out behind my back and put them in front of me. I told my dad that I was really sorry and that I didn't mean for any of this to happen. He said it was okay. I put my hands into my pocket and felt my phone. As I pulled it out, I saw that it was broken in half. "This must have happened when we crashed. I tried putting it back together, but I knew it wouldn't work again. I decided that because of the fact that I already crashed dad's truck that I wasn't going to show him my phone right now.
(BTW, I am not that bad at driving in real life, Im actually really good).

3. I was outside of my school, getting on my bus at the bus ramp. I get on my bus and prepare for the ride home. Before we even leave the bus ramp, we are stopped by the bus driver behind us. My bus driver tells everyone to get out of the bus immediately. I get off along with everyone else and we are put against the bus by the other bus driver I do not know. She has a gun, and that gun is a pistol, except for it has 2 barrels instead of one. She tells us to stay there and if we move or do something she tells us not to, she is going to shoot us.
There was alot more to it than that, but I don't remember the main reason for this entire "hostage hold up". I moved to try to stop the woman from killing us, but she shot me and I died. Somehow, everything starts over and Im alive again, like I just restarted the dream from a certain point. I try stopping the lady again, and again, she shoots me and I die. The dream restarts again and I try just escaping this time. The lady shoots me once more and I die. This continued on, and the dream restarted itself somewhere around 10 times. I don't remember anything more.

Dream 1 - 3:45 am

I'm in a car with friends driving through a rocky area, which has at least 50+ apes on the side of the road. They look a decent size and pretty muscular. I mention to my friends about the muscularity of them.

We're walking up a narrow path when I see man on a Harley Davidson. His back wheel seems to be a lot smaller in size but makes up for if in width. It's very thick compared to the front wheel. I tell my friends that the fire looks weird and they pretty much tell me what I thought about the width, thickness.

We reach the top of the path which has a lot of trees and more paths. I begin to follow Daryl and Germain as we move through the Forrest. I keep losing them as I reach a cross roads and have to figure out the correct direction by feel and logic. This happens a few times.

We're now inside a toilet which looks upper class and doesn't have a toilet type of feel to it. I see a container with food in front of me and I roll some up and put it in my mouth. It looks strange, I don't know what it was. I think it was Germain's food. I yell out to Germain who is still in the cubicle about how they kept getting too far out in front and that I had to guess the direction. Germain doesn't answer back and I assume he didn't hear me. The food now looks like mince meat. I ask Daryl if he had eaten and he says yes. Germain leaves the cubical and starts explaining the track so i wouldn't get lost again. He says there's only one more left turn to do.

I see my cousin David in the toilet and he's near the long seats. He wants myself and Germain to sign a card which will confirm that we're going to my other cousins wedding in SA. It's $300 accommodation if we attend. Germain signs his name in big writing. I follow suit and sign and leave a xox at the bottom.

Friends and I are now in a car waiting for something. I see a car with no roof in front of us. It's got people in it from my AFL team that I follow. The scene is still. One of the players that I remember is Goldsack. I tell the fellas to check out who's in the car in front of us.

I see a scene of another player, Steel Sidebottom. He's in the same car but has 2 Chinese women in the front seats. Both women have funky colors in their hair. He is in the headlines at the moment due to getting caught getting a head job off the girls.

I see a few team members in a musical singing.

Dream 2 - 7:45 am

I'm at a school with my brother and few other people I know. My brother seems to be drunk and begins to start intimidating a guy I know Daniel Jons. Brother eggs on Daniel by telling him to come on and gets into a fighting stance. They're now face to face with brothers back to the wall, when Daniel performs a high kick to my brothers head. It almost knocks my brother out and he's very unsteady on his feet. I get up and try and calm everyone down. Brother can't see and he's eyes look messed up. He has 2 different colored eyes and has darkish bags under his eyes as if he was extra tired.

We walk David home. On the way home we go through the car park at the parkway shopping center. I remember seeing Daniel drive down our estate where we live. He was driving a black lambo. I tell my brother that we may see Daniel again while walking home.

We're looking for a bin for some reason and are walking in the middle of the road. I see a car come towards us which has something long connected to the back of the car, like a trailer. It comes pretty close to us when driving passed. I check the map to see if there's any sign of a bin close by. I couldn't anything that indicates a bin being close by. I bail on the fellas and head home.'

I'm at my old house and I hear my brother explaining what happened to him to our Dad. He gives the wrong story of what happened and I but in and explain what really happened, explaining that he was drunk and started the trouble.

Dream 3 - 8:50 am

I'm outside trying to 1x scope with the sniper. I'm sneaking passed and up to certain enemies.

I'm now walking around a building in a narrow area. It's a shaded area with trees in my view. I see an enemy with his back to me. I think he's trying to fix his gun. I line my gun up at him and try and focus the red laser dot on his head, but it seems rather faint and i can't really see it. Even know I'm only a few meters away i don't trust my aiming without the aid of the laser. The enemy begins to turn around and I quickly bail around the corner but thought he may have heard the noise I made of my feet rustling on the ground as I quickly moved around the corner. I brace myself for the enemy to come around the corner and ready to fire if I have to. I see the enemy come into scene and I shoot him 3 times hip firing, killing him. I see that the enemy has some paper scrunched up in his hand. I'm worried if I open his hand up and grab the paper that I will leave finger prints or some kind of evidence against me at the site. I think I open his hands up and get the paper out of his hands. I begin to realize this is weird and has to be a dream or it seemed very dream like but I wake up before I figure it out.

Dream Fragment:

people are trying to figure out why something is happening or why they're not having the right results. They think it may due to the filthy bed. The stains on the mattress.

False awakening. I hear a loud whistling sound and something explode. I don't even bother to roll over in bed or open my eyes. Some idiot just lighting off a firework in august.
Just as I am drifting back off to sleep, I hear another whistling sound. Then the explosion. It sounds closer this time. My eyes open just in time to catch the flash of light shining in my window. I hear what sounds like a bunch of men laughing. One more I just try to shrug it off and go back to "sleep".
Three times the charm. I hear a third rocket and turn over in bed. I see it go shooting up from somewhere to the south. The rocket burns out and it slows down, then starts to fall. Then the rocket turns back on and kicks it a little more before it explodes into a rather small firework burst.
I look down the street of my sub, and see that it has been my dad along with say, five other men. My vision 'zooms in' and I can see all of them. They are all holding alcoholic beverages with plenty more in a cooler nearby, and they are lighting off the fireworks.

False awakening. It is now morning. My dad is nowhere to be found but my mom tells me she is going to lock up all of our fireworks. She wants me to ride my bike to the hardware store and pick up a lock and some lengths of chain, and she is going to put all of the fireworks into a big metal box.
I ride to the hardware store, and when I get there I realize it looks like any hardware store in my town in WL. I decide to RC. So I pinch my nose. Nothing happens. And, like I always do, I double check. I do the nose pinch a second time. I can't breathe. I ask myself if this situation seems logical, and (well I guess it's not that absurd of a dream plot.) so the entire thing passes my reality checks.
I go into the hardware store, that feels more like a convenience store and start looking for locks and chain. The funny part comes with what this store was selling. The entire front of the store sold fairly normal things. Chips, cookies, pop, junk food. The back of the store was guns. Yeah. All guns. All different makes, models, sizes. A huge wall with containers for different types of ammunition. I look around, and think maybe I could buy a gun. Just one of the really cheap ones. I see a gun on the shelf, it looks like a toy gun, but on the package it reads that it is real. I take it to the register to buy it, and ask the cashier if they have a lock and chain. I then lose the dream.

I am in some world. It looks like a very strange LittleBigPlanet level. I have control over these two characters that are attempting to make their way to the highest point in the world. I start ascending platforms and jumping over obstacles.

In a sandy environment, not much green anything around, I am with a few military people and we suddenly come under attack by people who have their faces and heads covered with big thin scarves. We are behind some sort of make-shift wall, with a few sand bags on top, and return fire. Outnumbered, about 30 to 5, we're not that confident we'll survive. Huge rockets and mortar shells fall from the sky nearby and explode, sending one of us flying through the air.

I look to my right and a massive space ship takes off, but drops the main thrusters too soon to get to space. It flies back and forth across the sky overhead. At least 3 times, it passes by, not that far off the ground. It looks like someone is using it to escape the conflict here. The shooting stops, and we are briefly left to prepare for another possible attack. We're too few, and too poorly equipped to venture outside of our defenses here.

Walking into a walled off back-yard type area, I look for a gun. There are a lot of single shot rifles, but I'm looking for one with a big magazine capacity. I find one, but it shoots smaller caliber bullets. Well, it'll have to do. I also look for more mags, but only see 1 extra. I load them fully. A little strange how they are all squishy like they're made of gelatin. I can force more bullets in, but they squish around and look like they'll jam the gun, so I take a few out until it looks like it'll work smoothly. Then I look for a hand gun as a backup. I see a few on a table, and then notice a rather large hand gun, with a forward grip on it, almost like a sub-machine gun, but more so a hand gun. A little bigger than what I wanted, it looks like it'll do the trick, so I attach a sling to it and swing it over my shoulder, making sure to load it fully, and grab an extra mag for it as well.

One of my friends tells me that these guns don't use the same ammo as everyone else. I'm okay with that, I'll just have to scavenge ammo from the bodies of our attackers if I need it.

I take my defensive position again and notice there are some local people setting up their mobile food cart right in front of us. I walk up to them and tell them it's not safe to be here, and they have to move it further away. I walk back, and notice they only moved 10 ft to the right. So I return, and tell them to move further! They argue about it and I tell them that if there's another attack, our attackers will no doubt use their truck as a place to take cover, and we'll have to shoot everyone in it. They must move further away. They still don't want to move, so I raise my voice telling them, "You will be shot if you stay here! I don't want to shoot you, but you are in the line of fire, and you have to move!" They listen, and move out of sight.

Walking back toward the main wall, I end up in a tunnel where people are training to be extra tough. Rather dark in the tunnel, streaks of light come in through an air vent on the side, leaving most of the room in a dark blue color. Some guys are hanging from spiked ropes that they grabbed onto, and someone shoots live rounds nearby. Accidentally, one person is shot in the leg and falls off the spiked ropes. Everyone is hanging at the end of the tunnel, where there is a 30 ft drop over some sand. I run over that way, and jump down the hole, landing in the sand below. The guy is alright, and still really happy with the training. We both grab onto some of the bottom spikes on these long ropes, and pull ourselves off the ground.

July 17, 2014

Overall rating 4/5

I had 3 dreams finally

To start, i was out in a snowy landscape with my friend jacob. It was a darker overcast day. It resembled his back yard but not quite. It was a fenced in area, with a big shack on the right side of the property full of old tools and wood, it had no doors or windows and snow had blown inside blanketing the floor. Beyond the fence line was a tall coniferous tree line about 50 or 60 yards out. And closer to the fence, and to the left of the property appeared to be a mill with a water wheel. The snow on the ground was pretty thick. We were using air soft guns for fun and to kill time. Jacob was using a mp5 and i had the gas powered mp7. We were walking next to the fence when these 2 other guys were walking on the other side of it and jake offered to let them try out his gun. I walked over to the shack to use a chronograph in the mp7. It took a little while to get it working but it eventually worked. I believe it read 348, 373, 348. After that i think the dream ended here

This dream is a bit harder to remember the details. I was in a big hotel, but in a small room with light wooden floors and random paint colors like red, green, and orange. It was day. I was with a few people, cant remember who, when two guys with suits came in, one with m9 a handgun and the other with a Glock. We waited for something to happen and i eventually decided to take action. I grabbed the guy with m9 and twisted the gun out of his hand, took a few steps back, aimed, and shot him down with multiple shots and he dropped to the floor motionless. I was then trying to get the other guy, i must have hit his leg because he was shooting me from the ground. I would duck around cover and shoot, and he would shoot back. I eventually ran out of ammo, and dropped my gun. When there was a pause i charged the guy with the gun and made it ti him without getting shot, wrestled around a bit and turned it towards his head while it was still in his hands and shot.

Last dream started kind of hazy too. Me jake, and his girlfriend were hanging out on some docks in shallow water. We were talking and i decided to catch a fish. I caught a little orange one by hand in the sand. After i put it back, the scenery changed to night, and the water where i caught the fish dried up. I started to dig to find the water that maybe was lower but i end up uncovering a room under the sand where there are a few people talking. One make a comment to me and i tell him back off or ill hit him with my GI shovel. He takes a knife and walks towards me and i grab his wrist and start hitting him with the shovel. Then It got hazy again and i woke.

Dream 1


I am laying down to go to sleep, when everything feels fuzzy and like it's vibrating. I go along with it and find myself in a dream. I am on top of some building, looking around to the city below. Everything looks so real and clear. I am able to count the windows and seats in a car parked on the street below.
Now, I am outside my dad's house. I know it's still a dream and so I try to fly, but it proves too difficult.


Dream 2


I'm at a store with someone. We are only buying a couple things and are approaching the register. I look and see that a younger black man has gotten in front of me. He only has a bottle of something and I don't care too much. I look again and see a few more guys (also African American) with bottles, standing around the register. One has a gun up against the female clerk.
One has a gun up against my stomach. A rush of fear comes over me, but I quickly calm down. The men all take turns buying their drinks. They line up, toting their guns. They all start to sing, they thank us, and they leave.


Dream 3


I'm walking along a river with my dad. The river is forested and by my grandpa's house. My dad is telling me about how he would always come here when he was younger.
We come to a spot that seems to have rock walls on at least two sides. There is a tiny waterfall and a rock to jump off into a small, deep swimming hole. I take my time, and finally slide into the water.
After I get out, I look at a tall rock wall in the distance - and a chunk of it breaks off, crashing to the water below. I get out my phone and take a video as the whole wall slowly crumbles away. I label the video 'SHIT' and im going to send it to my best friend, but it does not save.


Dream 4


I'm at work, at the front counter. I'm pretty sure the manager is watching me. An employee, B, and her friend come in and I take their order. They get a cheeseburger 'stuffed with cheese' and a chocolate shake 'with no salt'. I have some difficulty taking the order down.


Dream 5


I'm in the gym at school, playing co-ed soccer. We're wearing PE uniforms. There are no goals, and I think we have to get the ball through the basketball hoops. I'm really getting into it. A guy has the ball and won't let it go; I'm trying hardest to get it.
I think that I would want to sign up for soccer.
Now, we see a poster or something that says a student has died. The student is in the gym, but I guess he has still died..
We are lining up around the hoop and im going to shoot a free throw in honor of him.

So there are several weird things that take place in the dream realm. There are some things that people didn’t know. For example, Walmart’s warehouse (at least at the one where I work) doubles over as a massive laboratory in which revolutionary experiments are held. The laboratory is much bigger on the inside than it is on the outside and right now they are going through a bit of a rough patch. I was a high ranking technician in the lab and I was forced to leave my department to go help another department with something.

The laboratory was massive and resembled the interior of the USG Ishimura from the video game “Dead Space.” Much like the Ishimura the backroom laboratory had been overrun by zombie alien monsters known as necromorphs. The necromorphs shunned the light so they did not go where the light was. I was safe so long as I remained in the lit areas but due to sporadic power outages there were certain dark areas where the necros lurked. The infestation was being taken care of by necromorph exterminators to that we could continue our work while the necromorphs were dealt with. We were each issued RIG armor (also from “Dead Space”) and firearms that we may be able to defend ourselves should we ever come across any necros.

Now it was quite the hike from point A to point B and according to the waypoint that had been programmed into my RIG, the quickest rout was a straight shot through various departments. Honestly, I thought for sure that I would not have clearance to pass through these departments and that I would have to take the long way around but much to my shock: I was greeted warmly as I passed through each department. In fact I had a very good reputation throughout the entire laboratory.

Unfortunately my waypoint kept pointing me through dark areas that the exterminators hadn’t reached yet. I had my gun drawn and ready in case I ran into any necromorphs in those areas. Luckily those areas just so happened to be vacant at the time that I passed through them. As I got closer to where I was supposed to go I passed by some massive dark areas that had been fenced off by the exterminators. Needless to say, I made a point to avoid those areas. Now here’s where things got complicated. The way point began to fade as I got closer to the objective and it pointed me in the direction of a dark area that had not been fenced off. I trembled as I stood before the area as the thought of setting foot in there frightened me. Luckily I did not have to go in there because the waypoint suddenly pointed left into the brightly lit break room just before the darkened area. I did not know why the waypoint led me hear but at that point I did not care. I saw a friend of mine, Alec, sitting at one of the tables and one other person there. He and I went to the fridge to get sodas for ourselves but we could not find any. That is where the dream ended.