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I had a new dream last night involving my mom, sister, and my granddads old Plymouth Reliant. This is the first time I have had one of these dreams in several months and this one was different from any of the others I have had.

When this dream started, me and my sister were at the pool we used to spend a lot of time at when we were pre-teens and teens. I was playing with some friends when we heard thunder and then the lifeguards ordered everyone out of the pool and the off of the pool deck.

Soon my mom showed-up to give me and my sister a ride home. We got our bikes which we had rode there and the followed her out to the parking lot where granddads Tan Plymouth Reliant was parked. The exterior of the car looked like it always did when he was alive & healthy. It looked like it had just been washed and waxed.

When we got to the passenger side, my mom unlocked the front passenger side door and then told me and my sister to sit down on the front seat. I stood aside for my sister to get in but mom pointed to the middle of the tan vinyl bench seat and told me I was sitting there. I reluctantly got in; scooted over; and fastened the tan lap belt around my waist and then my sister sat down in the passenger seat on my right and fastened her tan shoulder belt.

Mom then reached behind us to unlock the back passenger side door and then closed us in and then put out bikes in the back seat. When she had then in, she went over and talked to anther mom picking up some kids while me and my siter waited in the car for her. While we were waiting, I noticed the interior of the Reliant was also super clean like my granddad always kept it when he drove the car.

A few minutes later, my mom was unlocking the driver side door and then sitting down in the driver seat on my left side. My put the key in the ignition and gave it a turn and the reliant started right-up. This is the first time I can ever remember the reliant starting up in any of the dreams where I was riding between my sister and mom in it. She pulled out of the parking lot heading towards our house.

As we were driving towards our house, mom told us she need to run by the grocery to pick up a few things for dinner and then right after that we were in the parking lot of the grocery we used to shop at. As she was parking and then cutting off the car, she told us it would only take her a few minutes and for us to stay buckled in the car since we were in our pool close. She then rolled down the driver side window before getting out of the car and the closing us in. I saw her walking towards the grocery and then disappearing inside.

Not long after my mom went into the store, there was a really loud clap of thunder and then the bottom fell out and it started to pour down rain. I quickly reached over and rolled up the driver side window while my sister rolled-up the passenger side window.

It then kept raining harder and harder while me and my sister were stuck waiting in the car for mom to get done in the store and come back. The rain was so hard that we couldn't see the grocery store and sometimes was coming down hard enough that we couldn't even see the car parked on either side of use. Sometimes the right would start to ease-up and I would hope mom could make it out to the car but then it would start raining heavier again. There was nothing me and my sister could do but stay buckled in our seats in the car and wait for the rain to ease up.

As me and my sister continued to wait, the car started to become more and more stuffy and we both noticed something really stunk but couldn't figure out what was causing the odor. Since there was really heavy and mom had the keys with her, there was nothing we could do to get fresh air in the car.

After a few more times of thinking the rain was about to stop only to have it get heavy again, it finally died down enough for mom to make a run from the grocery to the car with her grocery bags in hand. As she was walking in front of the car, I reached over and opened the driver side door and she quickly thew her grocery bags in the back seat and then sat down in the driver seat next to me and slammed the driver side door shut. As she was putting the key in the ignition, she also noticed the odor and told us that something really stunk. She turn turned the key to start the car, but the engine would only turn over and not fire-up. She kept turning the key trying to start the car but could not get it to start. While she was trying to start the car, she told us she thought that one of us had stepped in poo and then looked down and noticed there was dog poop on my shoe. I woke up from this dream about the time she said this before she went back to trying to start the car.

So I believe this dream was mostly based on the video game called Heavy Rain, for those who have no knowledge of the game, this is the summary : As a child goes missing, his father tirelessly works to rescue him, while a journalist, an FBI agent, and a private detective try to identify his kidnapper known only as the "Origami Killer". So this is my dream... First person point of veiw : The first thing I remember was opening my eyes to rain. I looked around my surroundings and I was in some sort of park, I think it was the evening or early morning because it was raining super hard and it was cloudly but yet it was bright? But anyway I walked around the area to find something to make this dream forward, that's when I heard yelling. I couldn't hear exactly what the yelling was saying but I followed the sound. I came to a deserted road where a guy was wandering around yelling the name, "Shaun." I stood there for a bit wondering why this guy's voice and that name seem so familiar. Then I realized that it was from the video game I had recently played 'Heavy Rain' I remembered now that this guy was named Ethan, and he was looking for his son Shaun who had gone missing and was probably taken by the Origami killer. After realizing this, I ran after Ethan. "Ethan! Ethan! Wait up, I know about your son!" After saying that. he stopped and turned to me. He looked at me frantically. "Who are you?! And what do you know about my son?!" He yelled as he grabbed my shoulders. "Calm down, I know you don't know me but I do know you and I know who the origami killer is." I said. Ethan started to say something until we heard sirens and a motorcycle. That's when a motorcycle stopped beside us and Madison(another game character/Ethan's friend) started to yell at Ethan. "Ethan get on! The cops think your the origami killer and they're after you!" Ethan looked at me and start to get on the motorcycle. "Wait! Ethan I know everything! You need to listen to me!" But they both ignored me and drove away, I tried to chase after them but it was no use, I stopped to think, I knee that Ethan wasn't going to listen to me so I had to find someone that will. then I remembered about the FBI Agent(didn't remember his name in the dream) who believe Ethan wasnt the killer. I waled around in hope of him popping up somewhere but I couldn't find him. I ended up at some sort of casual resturant and when I went inside I saw two people I was hoping to avoid, Scott Shelby(Another Game character/Private Dectective/Origami killer) and Lauren(Another Game Character/Scott Shelby's Friend) I knew I had to keep it a secret that i knew who the killer was from Scott, so I tried to play it cool. I walked up to them and made it seem like I knew Lauren. I told her if we could talk privately in the restroom and she didn't disagree ( surprisingly) I told her to get away from Scott because he was the killer and I explained all the details and stuff and she believed me. We made a plan to say were are leaving to 'catch up' and leave, then go find the FBI guy. When we walked out the of girl's bathroom, Scott was waiting for us right outside the door. 'I wonder if he heard us.' I thought. "Scott, Alma and I are going to leave, we need to catch up on some old times and stuff, you understand right?" Lauren said to Scott. Scott gave us a bug smile and said, "That's fine, I can give y'all a ride, it'd be rude to leave girls to walk in this weather." "No, That's okay, my apartment isn't that far." I Lied. "It's no trouble, come on." Scott said while walking to his car. We got in the back seats, something felt really weird. "So Scott, what do you do?" I asked. "I'm a private detective, but I guess you already knew that." He said in a cold tone. "huh?" I said. "You know, I wonder how a kid like you, figured it out so quickly." He said. That's when I though, 'Shit. He knows that I know.' that's when I tried to frantically open the doors. The next think I know we come to a stop at some deserted place I didn't recognize, Scott gets off the car and I turn to Lauren. "Okay Lauren, this is what's going to happen, your going to run while I district Scott." I said. she looked at me with tests in her eyes, "Where do I go?" she asked. I looked around and studied my surroundings, there were 5 abandoned warehouses, I knew one of them, Shuan was in there trying to survive from drowning and I had to figure out which one, by just looking at them. so I remembered how the warehouse looked like, it was white rusted with broken glass skylights on top, and there was a catwalk type machine above the warehouse that crushed garbage. After I saw that one warehouse I told her to run to that one and to call 911. She asked, "With what phone?! I don't have one!" I patted my pants in hope to find one and thankfully I did. 'Really?! I had a phone this whole time?' I thought. I gave the cell phone to lauren and told her to hide it. Scott came back to the car and he was fiddling with something, I decided to taunt him, in hope of making this dream move forward. "So 'Scotty'..." He flitched at this name, "...are you going to kill us?" He said nothing. "I get why your doing all of this but its just sad.. how your poor bother told you to live on and your just stuck in the past. You should just move on." He took out his gun and aimed it between my eyes. "How do you know what my brother said?! who are you?!" He said in a stern voice. I Smiled. "Like you said just a kid who figured it out, and who knows more about you then even you do." His hands shook with anger. While he was distracted with me, this gave Lauren the chance to run out of the car. Scott tried to go after her but I quickly tackled him to the ground. He threw me off and took out his gun , I thought he was going to shoot me but he shot Lauren in the head, he fell to the ground and he laughed. "LAUREN!!!" I yelled. My eyes teared up, but mostly I was feeling angry. Scott turned to me and started to point the gun at me. "Sorry it has to end this way, but you shouldn't have stocked your nose where it doesn't belong." I grabbed a rock and threw it at Scott's face, it hit him in the eye and I ran for it. For some reason there was a huge playground so I ran to the top of it. (knowing that Scott was on the heavy side, he would have trouble fitting through the nooks and cranies of the playground) I tried to test my water bending in the rain, but it didn't work. 'Great. One of those dreams' I thought. "Come down here, and I'll make your death fast and painless!" Scott yelled. "In your dreams!" I yelled back. I remembered the phone, and looked to where Lauren's lifeless body was laying and saw the phone lying next to her, I had to find a way for Scott to get on the playground so I can have time to run and get the phone to call for help. "Hey Scotty, did you feel helpless watching your brother drown? You should have tried harder to get your dad to help." I teased. "Shut up!" he yelled. "Maybe you should have tooken your dads beer so he would have chased after you, no?" I continued. He growled and started to make his way up the play ground. "Awh, is someone mad? You know who should be mad? your brother, because you couldn't save him. you failed him. your dad wasn't the one who failed, you were" Scott started to yell and ran towards me, I dodged his attack and made him hit the pole behind me. I Jumped off the playground and headed towards the cell phone, I got to the cell phone and for surprisingly, the FBI guy's number was on the phone, I called it and he picked up. "Hello?" he said. "FBI guy! okay listen carefully, my name is Alma Cross and Scott Shelby is the origami killer, I need help so find this location now and hur-" *Bang* I was shot in the arm. "f*ck!" I yelled. I dropped the phone and started to run, I didn't need to look to know who shot me. I was scared and I need to find a place to hide until the police get here. The only place I could think of was the playground, it was super huge and I knew there had to be someplace in there to hide. I found a little place between some huge poles under the stairs. I didn't hear any foot steps anywhere. I looked at my arm and saw that I was bleeding through my long sleeve. It was so quiet I thought I was safe, but then a hand grabbed me, it was Scott. "Really? you thought you could hide?" he said. "No, I just needed to catch my breath." I said back. With that I hit him in the face and while he was stunned I kicked the gun out if his hand, the gun flew and fell into the holes of the playground. We fount for a bit, both if us throwing punches, and kicks, but knowing him from the game I knew his strengths and skills were far more advance then mine. I was losing painfully, the beatings kept coming and when it finally stopped I could not move. Scott got up and walked away for a second, I tried to use my strength to crawl away or something but I was to weak. I only got a few inches away until a foot stepped on my head. I struggled for a bit until I heard a *click* of a gun. "D-do you really think your going.. to get away with this?" I struggled. I heard him laugh. "I Already Have." *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* I heard. I opened my eyes expecting blood surrounding my body, but no. I looked up to see 3 bullet holes in Scott Shelby. He looked shocked but yet tears weld up in his eyes. His body fell next to me and I tried to get up quickly. I Sat up slowly and looked to see the FBI guy come towards me. He kicked the gun away from Scott's hand and checked his pulse, then he turned to me, "Are you okay?" he asked. I Nodded. (I couldn't say words, I was starstrucked, he was my favorite character in the game) "The rest if the force and paramedics are in there way, your going to be okay" he said with a smile. I shook my head, and stood up. "No, we need to go save Shaun, I know his location, he doesn't have much time left!" I yelled. "Okay, you are injured, we'll handle this." he said trying to sit me down. "No, you don't get it, shuan only has 10 minuets left!"(where that number came from? I don't know I just said that in my dream) "we need to go now!" I yelled. He gave me that, 'shit let's go' face. The next think I know we are in that one warehouse, and I guess we saved Shaun because Ethan was hugging him and the cops were all there and I was sitting next to Ethan and shuan. "Thank you, thank you so much" Ethan told me. I Smiled at him and got up, FBI guy cane up to me and said, "Hey, you did good work, you were really brave, you saved Shaun's life." I smiled sadly, "But not Lauren's... she didn't deserve this." He just sighed, "You did what you could, that's more then doing nothing." he reassured me. Then he saw my shot wound that I sloppily wrapped with a piece of my shirt, and my other injuries. "You need to go to the hospital!" he panicked. I looked at my arm. "Nah, I'm fine really, I can't even feel it." I sai, but that's when my body started to stagger, I fell forward but thankfully FBI guy caught me. "We need a medic!" he yelled. (I felt my self slowly waking up) "It's okay, I'm going to leave, but I'm glad that I helped." I said. I remember hearing the FBI guy yelling, "Alma! Stay with me. Medic hurry up! Alma, Stay awake, stay with me" and the last thing I said before waking up from this dream was, "Bye bye, FBI guy." This was one of my intenst dreams, it actually scared me a bit, but it was fun to go along with it, and I even met my FBI guy (*_*) He's so badass!
If you need more background information about heavy Rain the game, then look it up, if you got question please ask me. well until next time! Bye~

After I roll out my vision seems to be sorta impaired like there is something in the way. I wake up. Then I DEILD again but this time instead of waiting for the vibes to stop completely I just roll while I'm still vibrating. It works and I am in the dream. I ignore the vision problem and it fixes its self. I touch the walls and stuff to ground myself. I then wanted to do something interesting so I get into the mind set of a ghoul to see if I could change. It kinda works. I think I grew claws and sharp teeth..maybe?? Anyway I go into that bathroom and slice a DC neck. Some blood got into my mouth and it taste like...strawberry? (No wonder zombies like eating people). I then look myself in the mirror and I am completely normal looking. I got the same bushy hair, the same brown skin, nothing changed. I then decided to just be normal. I go into my living room.

The lights are already on. On both sides there are two couches which are used by beds by me. To my left is the entrance to the kitchen, near the entrance is a yellow chair and a table. At the back of the living room are two windows, an air conditioner is taking the place of the window. And the T.V. I have this strange feeling that the ghoul version of myself is coming after me. I look at the bathroom and the bathroom door which I have left opened when I exited is all of a sudden closed. I have a feeling that this evil me is in there. I hear growls. I decided that I should just get this over with so I walk in there and let the thing 'kill' me. After I 'die' my consciousness merges with this other part of me, then I become normal. When I exit the bathroom for the second time I see a head on the floor that can talk. It is covered in a mask. The entrance to the apartment is open. I kick the head out and close the door.

I go into the kitchen. I feel myself leaving the dream. Quickly, I ground myself by looking down at my body and touching it, this works as I feel my presence return. I then say "Hmm what did I wanted to do...oh yeah psi!" I then sit down, close my eyes and tried to make a psi ball but I quickly lost lucidity and the dream changes drastically.

I am now a simple observer. I am in space and I say to myself " I want to colonize my own planet" I find a planet and 'drag' it over somewhere. I see space cars flying by. I then rotate the planet around. I see a yellow node on the planet that has the name of a location on the planet. I ping myself over there. Now I am observing an anachronox style fight. (Anachronox is a fun game btw). So I see Sly Boots, Grampos and some 3rd character I don't know that's in the game. Boots dies. So I, as the observer playing the game somehow uses a mindtear (that revives dead characters) on boots. He comes back but for some reason he is still on the ground. Grampos kills boots again. The scene changes. Now I am playing sphinx and the cursed mummy, or just observing it. (If you like Zelda you will like this game). I see the main character Sphinx get trapped in a room and attacked by a wolf spirit head. Another character says "Blood is now in your lungs, it now longs for more, you will feel like you are aging.."

Another scene change. Now I am watching Ethan Mars from Heavy rain (Another interesting game lol). Ethan looks out the window and he has a shocked look on his face. I get a view of the window, there is nothing but an abyss. Then a grown up Shaun appears and closes the window. Then the scene changes to Ethan jumping off of these platforms hanging from the abyss, unfortunately Ethan messes up a jump and he falls into darkness.

Another scene change. I am in the bathroom and all of a sudden these aliens appear and say "We have accumulated billions of dollars take us to your leaders" Then I wake up.

I was living a life in a tropical place i didn't know exactly where. I had a stunningly beautiful wife, and I live in a fairly small house/ hut. I was a mercenary so I lived with weapons all around the house lol and it was raining heavily. I couldn't sleep for some reason because I just had that bad feeling that something was coming. I had my eye out of the window looking down at the road noticing cars coasting by. They splashed water everywhere and plunged into puddles all over. I was holding a m911 in my hand sitting next to my sleeping wife and a laptop that had the current mission set on it. Then some weird shut happened out side, lighting flashed and two cars slid and wrecked into each other. I made sure my gun was loaded and watched them. I put in some pants which were in this tissue like box where you just pull them out and put hem on, and sat with my gun aimed out the window. I knew they were coming to my house so I was ready. My wife woke up and grabbed a rifle and I told her to sit in the back of the house/hut. So she did and two guys (jacked dudes) approached up the driveway and I got ready to take them out but I didn't, I had a feeling they were just needing help from crashing their cars (which was an all black challenger and a fast back mustang) so they walk into the front door and I approach them asking what they want and all of a sudden we are buddies. We start shooting the shit about dif types of guns and just relaxing and having a few beers. Haha that's all I can remember

Well, I'm back after a long while, with this gem of a dream.

Battle
Normal Dream

As the previous, unrecalled dream fades, I'm thrust into a scene of action. In this empty parking-lot-esque space is not only me, but four others; a boy of about 11, carrying a knife, a boy of about 15, with a huge knife and a smaller one, a man with an axe, and a weaponless Scott Shelby (from the game Heavy Rain). Realising that I also have no weapon, my first instinct is to kick the 15-year-old in the stomach, steal the larger knife and jump back, anticipating the next move. I block something from the kid, push him away, and somehow get Scott Shelby at knifepoint, ready to drive the huge weapon into his back. After a minute, I realise that the damn thing won't go in! And more importantly, the 15-year-old is approaching me with the knife I left on him, ready to kill me. I leave Scott Shelby alone for the moment, instead going for the kid and shearing off some of his hair, not to mention a lot of his scalp. He screams in agony, rolling backwards, and I back up only to see that he's going for me again. "Shelby, fight for me! Or die!" I command, eyes fixed on my soon-to-be-attacker. "I'll die anyway," he responded, just barely ducking a swing from the axe guy. I successfully disable the 15-year-old and, feeling sorry for the poor kid, start to get him off the ground, where he'd somehow been tied. "You know," I said, "It's funny how I can cut scalps, be completely ready to stab a guy in the back, and stand all sorts of blood, but the second I see a medical show on I change the channel."

I wake up.