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My dad picks me up from Ahmed Elian’s house after a sleep over. We are in the Nady’s parking lot though instead of the front of his house. The sky is brown and everything around reflects the hue. While in the car my dad talks to me about lucid dreaming. He asks me if I have managed it. I tell him I haven’t yet. He asks me if the methods that I am using are “street”. I tell him there is no such thing. We then begin to drive home. He talks about some new railroad being built. He say it is blocking certain roads that lead into Sherouk. He says this is why Sherouk is so empty right now. No one can get in! Halfway home, he stops the car. He says he’ll give me fifteen pounds if I manage to find a car. I get out and I walk over piles of sand and rock strewn on the side of the road in search for a car. I quickly find an old worn out van. I imagine there being people in there with guns and them shooting me dead. This is exactly what happens. I am dead. I continue the dream as my dad. As my dad, I am trying to kill the men who shot my son.I walk over to the van. I hide on one side with the killers on the other. I throw cardboard at them (because cardboard is very deadly). I think about how I am going to kill them. I decide I am going to catch the van on fire and make the gas tank explode. I manage to start a fire. I throw burning objects under the van. Then the scene changes to one of an arena. I am at the top of this arena looking into it. The men who killed my son were at the bottom of this arena. I throw stuff at the killers below.

im at my friend josh's house watching my older bro play a new game. his game character was some chick with a katana sword and pistol. we talk about the game and how her aim sensitivity is slower with the pistol equipped. things get fuzy and i reappear in his driveway. my dad is there and he is getting out of his truck, before he gets out I go behind josh's garage to piss. my dad finds me after im done pissing. he is concerned about all the video games ive been playing and how late I will stay out, I say about 8-9 unless my friends can stay longer, then I would be late. I try to calm him down and be reasonable with him. he is acting weird tho. everytime I look directly in his direction, he moves to the left or right of me. I ask him if he is okay, and I get worried he is having some health problems. I ask him if he sees lights or dots. like hes having a seizure or something. I tell him we should sit down over on josh's porch chairs. as we begin to talk he disappears and I walk into josh's kitchen through the porch door. he is wearing grey sweat pants and a grey shirt. he says something to me, like he is going to take a shower real quick or something. as I walk through his house i get a flashback of a party he had. im surrounded by people, we are all drunk and most of us are lying on the floor like me. and there is some guy bragging about all these rings and earrings he stole or something. he starts throwing them around to show us. I take 3 and put them in my pocket. I didnt really want to steal them, I remember thinking I would gladly give them back if someone asked for them. I come back from my flashback and im back on josh's porch. I start to remember that someone said whoever has the stolen rings dies suddenly. I reappear on josh's room talking to him. i show him the rings and he starts to freak out. he runs away from me and jumps from 1 part of his roof to another. I follow him. im stuck between a corner on his roof. there is a girl behind me trying to help me up, and josh is frightened by the girl. metal music starts to play for some reason. its a girl screaming "DIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" with some guitar in the background, but not much drums playing. I beg josh to help me up and show the rings to him again and lay them on the side of his roof. I slip a little and have a strange flashback to my facebook page. I see a picture of darian crying with a red cloth stuffed in her mouth and she was tied up. It still didn't make sense to me. I come back to and try to pull myself up. I give up on asking josh to help me and take the girl's hand. as im pulled up I am awakened.

im assuming the girl helping me up was the killer and the girl screaming "DIE!" from the music.

First

I'm at a conference center or a vacation resort. Someone is trying to kill a group of people, including me, but he wants to do it in a way that he cannot be connected to it and it looks like and accident. One of us suggests that he could kill us by forced overeating. He breaks into a bakery and forces us to start eating nonstop. I take some time to choose and pick a tray of chocolate buns. I eat one of them. It feels good, it's kind of stale since its already nighttime and the bakery is closed. There is no taste sensation, however.

As I'm halfway trough my second bun, and starting to think about what it will feel like when I get full and have to continue eating anyway, someone breaks in the door. There is a large man standing at the store and another one handcuffing the killer. I contemplate whether it's wrong to eat the other half now.

Second

At some point I notice on tv a commercial about a documentary, where they reconstruct what the world would be like if the soviet union had reached the moon first. There is an image of the moon landing site, but with a statue holding a weird flag, not the soviet one, though.

~Had one of those dreams that make you facepalm once you wake up. I was in a room with a waterbed, so I got on the bed and laid down, thinking maybe I could fall asleep and have a lucid dream. Didn't even RC. It felt amazing, though. I closed my eyes and imagined floating in the ocean, and it was the most relaxing, soothing feeling.

~I was in some kind of restaurant, looking at a display case full of all their desserts. One of the employees came up next to me and pointed at a chocolate bar in the case.

"If you eat that, you get a special prize," he said. I told him okay, and he took the chocolate out and handed it to me. After I took a bite he informed me that it was filled with hot sauce, mashed peppers, and ranch, but it tasted fine so I kept eating it. After I finished, another employee walked in with a HUGE piece of cheesecake.

"This is your prize," he told me, dropping it into a shopping cart that had suddenly showed up. Then he grabbed a doughnut from the display case. It was pink, with chocolate frosing. It looked yummy. He started to hand it to me, but then said, "Oh, wait. This has cotton in it--are you a Christian?" Apparently if you were a Christian you couldn't eat cotton. "Ah, nevermind. Just eat it." He gave me the doughnut but then the dream ended.

~Just a fragment, I was in a very dirty, flooded place with sad looking stuffed animals floating around.

~I was walking around in my yard when a very large, reddish-brown dog came up to me. He was probably about five foot three from the ground to his shoulder. "Hey, I want you to look in the newspaper for me," he said. I couldn't tell if he was nice but a bit creepy, or if he was about to eat my face off. I tried to walk away but he kept up with me, his nose touching my face.

"Yeah, I can look," I told him.

"Look in the newspaper for a dog." He licked my face and loped away. He was scary.

~In what looks like a castle courtyard. There are Pokeballs laying everywhere, and armored guards trying to chop my head off. I pick up every Pokeball I pass and open it. Pokemon pop out all over the place, attacking the guards, until finally all the guards are knocked out. Then I just pick up Pokeballs to see what's inside.

"No, no!" A little boy runs up, looking terrified. "Don't take that one!"

I look at the Pokeball I was about to pick up. "Why?"

"It's my Jigglypuff. I hid it here so they wouldn't steal it."

"Oh. Okay." I leave the Pokeball and continue walking.

~I'm running from a killer with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. We're hiding out in a random house, talking about how we think we lost him. I see a white van pull in the driveway.

"Oh no, I think that's him," I say, pointing at the van. Joe and Marisa drop to the floor like they're expecting gunfire, but I figure the killer is just going to walk in, so I run upstairs. Somehow I just end up downstairs again, though. The killer is in the house and "he" is actually Elizabeth Gilles. She raises a gun and points it at Joe.

"It's time to stop running," she smiles.

Joe rolls his eyes. "Ah, screw it," he says, raising his hands in defeat. Elizabeth shoots him four times and he drops to the floor. Marisa has completely lost it and is screaming her head off in the corner. Elizabeth shoots her, too. I run into a different room. The house is now flooded with several feet of water. I dive under and pretend to be dead so Elizabeth doesn't shoot me. Eventually she catches me coming up for air.

"Hm..." she says, running a finger along the barrel of the gun. I wait for her to hold it up and kill me, but she doesn't. Instead, she puts it away and tells me to go get her some cookies. I hurriedly run to find a pantry or some other place where there would be cookies, and find my friend Gabi moving around containers in a fridge. I run up to her and we're both terrified, wondering when we're going to die.

~I'm exploring some sort of huge abandoned house that also resembles a shipwreck. A man in a tan trenchcoat walks in and offers to give me a tour, but I decline, saying I already know where everything is.

Getting back into the swing of things. There was a second dream from last night that's on the tip of my tounge that I just can't remember. Ah well. This dream is the one I could remember.
I had a wrestling match with some person and when we were done, a random criminal came out to shoot this other person. The shooter ran away after killing the other person, and I gave chase, grabbing whatever I could and trying to throw it at him. I failed though, and funnily enough, I was transported back to the start of the event where I was wrestling. I realized this was like the movie Source Code, and because of this, I tried even harder to go after the killer when he shot the person again. This time, I caught him. I destroyed his gun, and after doing so, was about to restrain him, until he swung his fist at me. Before his blow connected, the dream ended.

I am with my best friends and we are all poor so we need money. We take up some jobs, but none of them work. We go with the fact we may never actually get money and go home. At some point these two men appear and try to kill my friends and I. We, luckily, escape them and decide to move to get away from them.

The dream changes to us in a car going to The Floating. Its apparently some land with floating chunks of land and whatnot. We arrive and get our houses ready. Afterwards we all meet up and talk about some jobs we could take up. We finally choose to go ahead and be ghost hunters for The Floating.

I know a lot happened while we were ghost hunters but... I don't remember..

After awhile we are hanging at one of my friends' houses. Suddenly something paranormal happens and we decide to look into it. It turns out to be nothing but when we return we find one of my friends mothers, Martha Stewart lying on the ground hurt. We run up to her and she tells us that she had a plot to kill us but her assassins turned on her because she wouldn't pay them.

She hands me a pen and tells us to go and jump off the edge of a cliff because either way we will die. We ask why she wanted us dead, but for some reason she had disappeared. The men suddenly appear and we go running. It begins to rain as we walk along one of the cliffs to get away from these men. We realize that if we stay on the little floating island a few feet in front of us they won't find us.

I jump and grab on but begin to fall off into the void looking thing below. My friends quickly jump on the island and help me up as we stay there the rest of the night. I then wake up soon after.

I am in a strang house. I'm with most of the members from the school Orchestra, including Red. We aren't really doing anything but sitting around. Soon, Red and I proceed into an auditorium. When we get inside, we spot a giant plant pot. Me and Red go over to it. We see some seeds next to the pot. We look at each other and shrug. I pick up the seeds and open them. I now place them all in the pot. Suddenly, a giant plant sprouts out. It's a killer plant, about 100 feet tall! The ceiling breaks. The plant starts to destroy. He does this until I awake.

so first with this being my first entry, im just gonna say that all my dreams (at least the ones i remember) are always nightmares or i wake up with a "dark" or uncomfortable feeling.

anyway, to start this nightmare off, EVERYTHING in my dream was the same way it is in real life. nothing was out of place or a different color so thats why this one stands out to me more than most of my dreams.

so i am downstairs in my living room standing with a detective. its night time and all the lights are off but the house has a creepy dim lighting coming from the full moon. i am just following the detective downstairs around my house and we walk to the bottom of my stairs, and from there i dont see him, but the point of view changes to the supposed killer in the house who is standing upstairs looking down on us even though the detective and i are aware. anyway we go into the living room where the detective opens the door that leads into my laundry room and there is blood everywhere, the washer/dryer, door, floor, walls etc. surprisingly i wasnt really concerned because i had the detective with me so we just closed the door and went back into the living room. the living room leads into the kitchen and i go into it and turn my back to the detective for a second, then when i turned back around he was gone. so i walk out and look around the wall that separates the living room from the kitchen and the detective was lying on the ground dead. thats when i start to feel a bit uneasy.
so i walk upstairs and turn to the right where there are 4 rooms: my dads office, my room, my 8yr old sisters room, and the bathroom. anyway my sisters room is pretty much right infront of you when you turn right from the stairs, and she has a window directly across the room from the her door. so im upstairs and i see a dark figure (because the window is lighting the room from behind the figure) and the person is suspended in the air in the doorway. i take a few steps closer and i realize its my little sister who is hanged from the doorway (but i never see details of the face) which is when i panick, turn around, and the killer (who is also a dark faceless figure) is right behind me and i wake up with the understanding that when i turned around i was killed.

I'm running from a serial killer in a dungeon sewer, i run to a door, but it's locked, i'm slightly in the sense it's a dream, yet not quite at the realisation point, i look at the woman on the other door, she get's slaughtered by the monster, i quickly open the door, and become instantly lucid, i fly away, and thinking about what johnny storm did in fantastic four, i say "flame on" (sily, i know, but it made me fly faster!), i flew, and the dungeon was transforming from sewer, to egypt?

Nightmare Changes
I am in a strange place, I look around to see where I am. It is a wide open plane that looks pretty desolate, the sky is a strange color of orange with some strange wispy clouds floating around up there. It is a strange looking place, but for some reason this doesn't make me lucid.

So I search around for a while to see if I can figure out what's going on. I soon find a couple of people in the vast area. One of them is familiar to me, my first thought is that it is Nomad. He is there with someone else, I somehow know that one is a dream demon. Nomad and the dream demon are exchanging heated words. The dream demon is laughing at Nomad, saying he can never die. Nomad doesn't take the dream demon seriously, he says he knows the dream demon can't die, so how about if the dream demon has no ability to stay together and suddenly exists everywhere but is unable to do anything… eternal pain. The dream demon looks shocked at that idea, seems to be afraid of it. He says please don't do that… then he starts changing form repeatedly into an array of twisted and deformed forms, and he is doing it really quickly. I hear the demon say he won't let it happen, then he self destructs, exploding in a blinding flash of light. When the light fades everything else has changed, too.

Now we are in a bright green and sunny place that looks like paradise. Something still seems wrong. I search around and find one of the shadows of a tree is much darker than others. I approach the shadow and it comes to life, this is the dream demon. Witchblade forms into a sword and I cut the thing in half before it can attack me, though it is about to do so. After the dream demon is gone everything around me fades to black.

Déjà Vu
I am in a room watching a television display, there is a sequence of action going on there. The scene is a fancy dinner, there is a man at the head of the table, I know he is a notorious terrorist, responsible for the deaths of thousands. He is making a toast to a plan he has going on that will kill thousands more, he says no one will ever forget or underestimate the Crimson Knights again. I see myself at the table eating, I pick up my glass of wine and toast the asshole's health… then I add that I hope he enjoyed it before throwing two daggers at the same time. Both of the daggers strike lethal points on the asshole, one in the heart, one right in the jugular. He collapses onto the table and then falls to the side onto the floor, pulling a large amount of things onto the floor with him. Then the scene shifts, and now I really am at the table, I really am at the dinner. Everyone is talking and eating, I see some chocolate treats and I eat a couple. The terrorist leader gets up and proposes his toast. After he gets up and begins his toast, everyone else is toasting his good health. I have the daggers, but can I really throw them effectively? I know I can, because I already saw myself do it! I get up and make the comment I saw myself make on the video, then I throw the daggers, and he collapses just like in the video. Everyone is in shock, staring between me and the man who just collapsed, so I take advantage of the confusion to make my exit. I head to the nearest window, we are on what appears to be the third floor. I grab hold of some fancy curtains, and jump out the window, the curtains gradually unravel until I land on the ground, rather hard, but not too bad. I am making my exit from the area when I wake.

Déjà Vu Vu
I am at what looks like a festival of some kind, there are lots of people who seem to be very happy and celebrating something. I'm not sure what they are celebrating, but I also think this is not that important. There is someone there with me, I think it is Altaïr. We are looking for some people that we know are looking to kill someone, we are trying to make sure the killing doesn't happen. I see some people walking around, but there aren't very many that seem to stand out at all. And the ones that do don't stand out in any suspicious way. I know who we are looking for, and those are not the right people. I finally spot the targets, there are a few men in red and black robes, those are the killers. There are three of them, I need to make sure they don't see me, because they will surely recognize me just as easily as I recognize them. I find Altaïr and I tell him I have found the targets. Now the two of us follow the enemies until they are in an isolated space where no one will notice what happens. It turns out they also knew we were there, now they're looking to eliminate us just as we are looking to get rid of them. They seem unaware that we know them, however, and we still manage to take them by surprise and get each of them with a quick strike. We move the bodies to a place where they won't be found for a long while before leaving the scene and merging back in with the crowd.


Assassinate the Assassin
I am in a hotel with Altaïr, and we are looking for a specific room. I am looking at Altaïr for quite a few minutes before this finally seems odd enough to make me do a reality check. I discover I am dreaming. I look around the hotel and think about different goals. The only goal that comes to mind is the task for the LPTC that involves killing the person that killed Martin Luther King. I realize I have absolutely no memory of how this event really took place, I really am not sure how to make the task work. Since I don't know how the task is supposed to happen, I decide to go with my best estimation. I wonder if that will make a difference on whether or not it counts for the LPTC task. Well, either way, I can do the task this way. I make my way through the hotel looking for the killer, I come to one of the rooms and I see a man in the halls with a gun. He is also moving like he doesn't want to be seen. I move quietly up behind the man and get him from behind with my hidden blade. He falls to the ground, dead. I see there is another man breaking into a room. I have to get there in time to stop him from killing MLK, but it turns out I didn't need to worry. Altaïr is right behind him and takes him out before he can go anywhere. I look into the room the man was breaking into and I see that MLK is in the room coming in off of a balcony, he is looking at Altaïr and me with a strange look. I'm not sure what to say at this point, I finally tell him to keep believing, perhaps one day everyone will truly be seen as equal.


Blood in the Water
I am at what looks like an amazing water park of some kind, it is a huge place, there are so many pools and waterfalls and rivers flowing around. There are many plants and flowers, it is definitely beautiful. But there are also killers roaming in the group, and I know they have to be stopped. There is someone else there with me, he is familiar to me… MoSh? I'm not sure if it is MoSh or not, just as I wasn't sure earlier if it was Nomad. But he is there helping me track down the killers in the water park. I know who I'm looking for, though I am thinking blending in at a water park and still having my hidden blade would be rather difficult. But it isn't… my hidden blade collapses into the size of a bracelet, which is my Witchblade, though I don't think of this at the time. MoSh is there with me, and we head off in separate directions. I know the killers when I see them, I'm not sure how I know this, but I am certain of it. I see there are certain people at the water park who are not there to have fun. I spot one, go casually over behind him, knife him with my hidden blade, then I walk casually away before he even collapses. I hear people behind me responding to the man's collapse, but I don't look back. I just keep going. I find another one in the men's locker room, he is the only one there. He looks over at me and seems to assume I followed him in there because I think he's hot… he is sooooo not hot. But I play along until I'm close enough to take him down. I go back outside and now I see MoSh, who is on the other side of the pool with his arm around a man like they're buddies. MoSh helps the man sit down in a chair and then leaves. It will be a while before anyone notices the man is actually dead. I see one of the killers is about to attack his target. There is no time to get over there before it's too late. I grab a knife from a table, it seems to be a knife used to cut steak, though it seems awfully big even for that… It is perfect for my needs, though. I pick up the knife and throw it at the man, it gets imbedded in the man's chest, killing him before he can attack his target.


Killer Movies
I am outside of a movie theater with my mother, waiting in line to get a ticket for a movie. We get to the front of the line and she buys tickets for us to two different movies, but then she says we won't actually be going to the movies at all. The man in the box office seems to think we are nuts, but he doesn't care. My mother goes to one of the movies, I separate from her and go to the other. I have a job to do in there. I am lured to the concessions stand by the smell of fresh popcorn. I order some popcorn, momentarily distracted from my mission, and the woman behind the counter hands me a big bag of popcorn. I pay her and walk away, looking at the popcorn, dripping with butter… movie theater popcorn with loads of butter… yum… I am heading for the theater and munching on popcorn, then I start wondering how many points I'll have to count for this… probably a lot. I decide it doesn't matter, what I have to do in the theater is much more important. I head into the movie theater and search the seats until I find the person I am looking for. I know who he is. He is a serial killer, but there isn't enough evidence to arrest him. Now there he is enjoying the movie just like everyone else, and his after-movie activity probably involves torturing some woman to death. His MO… to tie the woman up and see how many times he can stab her with a pen knife and not kill her, because he seems to find it very rewarding to watch them bleed out. He takes his time, carefully planning out each stab, he seems to find each one like an intense sexual experience… I have the images of him making his kills playing out in my mind, talk about TMI, this was definitely TMI. The woman has long curly blonde hair, looks to be in her early 20's, the man is sitting on top of her, she is tied to the bed… he is caressing her with the blade and then suddenly plunges the blade in to her shoulder. She tries to scream but can't because she is gagged, though she is crying. I sit down in the seat directly behind the killer. An image of the man sinking his knife into the woman's abdomen… another muffled scream. Just to be sure, I tap the man on the shoulder and ask for the time. He curses at me and tells me to go have sexual relations with myself. The killer sinking his knife into the woman's thigh and cutting slowly, more muffled screams. Damn! I don't need to see this! The man is the killer. I use my hidden blade and kill him instantly. I leave him sitting in the seat at the movie, no one will know he's dead until I'm long gone.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at "my office," sitting at a cubicle. The office was kind of empty of people. Down a short hallway was a reception area. One of my co-workers, D, was talking with a female co-worker, M, about some new procedure everybody had to go through at work to keep their jobs. You had to talk with some higher-up person about your qualifications, but you had to do so through stories that proved you'd done all kinds of special things and that you were really passionate about your work.

As D explained this to M, he walked into the area where I was. He was still talking with M, though she wasn't around. He wanted to use me as an example of how this new interview would take place. He asked me a question. I began to answer. D walked over to a desk where a woman was sitting. A black boy in a yellow sweater and white button-up shirt came in and sat by the woman.

I was droning on about my school and work history, wondering if this was any different from just giving my resume. But suddenly I was talking with M. We were talking about business in general, making jokes, and so forth. We were now in my room. She lay down on her back on my bed. I lay next to her on my stomach.

As we continued talking matter-of-factly, M grabbed my right hand and lay it between her legs. She then may have moved it to rest on her belly, just above her crotch. I nowbrealized she was naked. I moved my hands down to feel her more. But as soon as I did, I stopped. I couldn't do this. M really isn't my type, I thought. Plus, she's married.

I sat up. M stayed laying down. There were two white guys in my room. My room was dim, too, as if only a small light shone from a low corner of the room. One of the guys sat on the bed between me and M. He wore a blue top like the SNSD girls wear for the Oh! video and a long, white denim skirt. He flung his head back and reclined seductively, as if I were going to have sex with him.

I stood up and walked over to my table. I looked at my right arm and saw that I had some small, hard, white substance jutting out of it. It was like a piece of pummice was growing out of my arm. I flexed my muscle to push it out. Then I pulled it the rest of the way out. It wasn't very big, maybe 1cm long.

Dream #2

I had a really long hair on my face, below my lower lip. I tried to pull it out, but I think it kept slipping out of my hands.

Dream #3

A black and white photo. A woman supplicating before another woman dressed as a nun. The nun's headdress cast enough shadow around her so that it took me a while to realize that the nun had no head, only a stub of a neck.

I knew that people came and prayed to this headless woman as if she were a saint, capable of performing miracles. She seemed to be alive. But for some reason I wondered whether this woman were actually dead.

I thought it might be possible that this was all some game put on by drug dealers in Mexico. They could, I thought, have beheaded the woman and then sat her up to look alive in this square to trick gullible religious people.

Dream #4

I was on some balcony or mezzanine in a big building. It was daytime, and the building was filled with a bright, gentle, natural light. But the mezzanine may have been in disarray, with broken pieces of the building lying all about.

There may have been one dead one woman lying on the ground. Another woman was screaming in fear. A man dressed in a brown uniform like a UPS uniform attacked the woman. He picked her up and was carrying her toward a doorway. The woman fought as the man carried her through the doorway. She may even have clung to the doorjamb.

I knew that if the man got the woman into the room alone, he'd kill her. Even worse, he'd terrorize her while he killed her. I was afraid, and I felt pretty weak, but I knew I had to do whatever I could to stop the man.

I ran up to the man, still wrestling the woman past the doorjamb. I managed, after a kind of pathetic struggle, to separate the woman from the man. For some reason the man ran away through a sliding glass door at the other end of the room.

The room was completely empty. I lay the woman down on the floor. She had been stricken in some way by the man and was near death. I knew I was near death, too. I figured I'd just lay beside the woman to die, too.

But I knew that if the man came backb when the woman and I were too weak to fight, he'd terrorize us until we died, which would be a horrible way to die. So before I lay down I closed and locked the front door. I then pulled the curtains over the sliding glass door and locked the sliding glass door.

I was heading over to lay down beside the woman to die. I was having a conversation in my head with some woman about the meaning of life and death. I started floating up into the air. I then began descending into a weird structure like a futuristic, silvery car with dark black windows. The structure also looked like the huge server in the anime Summer Wars.

I was now in some room that looked like a bar or restaurant that had gone out of business mixed with a living room. A decent amount of natural light came in through the windows. The place was full of boxes. I was here with a female friend. A tallish, gentle-looking, bald white man in a black shirt and pants stood behind the bar.

I sat at the bar, between a couple messy stacks of boxes. The man handed me two plates or rice. The rice had green vegetables in it and was covered in some yellowy-brown sauce, possibly curry.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:30 GMT

Killer
With my BF on some guesthouse. There’s a murderer on the loose and we decide to go together all the time everywhere, including the toilet, outside the room. But I don’t keep the promise and in the morning I go alone to look for breakfast. I meet the owner and I get the feeling he is the killer, although he doesn’t fit the profile. I then go outside to the gardens, which are very Victorian. There are some people around, having breakfast outside or just chatting, but they all keep together, for safety. I for some reason, possibly to tease and attract the killer, get away, behind the garden tallest hedges, beyond the safety zone, all alone. Maybe the killer felt it was a trap, because I was safe and I reached the city with no harm done. I then met my mom and followed her to the subway entrance to go somewhere.

4:00 GMT

Spain
At a kitchen or storeroom. My BF is present but looking distant. I ask what’s disturbing him and he says he might have go to Spain.

5:00 GMT

Julian Assange’s ninja spy team
I’m walking on some city into some street with a huge wall on my side. It goes down, to an arched underpass, when a earthquake hits. The road opens fissures and I fear the walls might fall, so I try to get away from there and reach an open space. I find a beautiful spot on the riverside, free from buildings. It looks like the Tames in London at the time of an amazing sunset. I am looking for a camera to take pictures when I realize I’m dreaming. I become lucid and realize there’s no point in taking pictures. I decide to just enjoy the amazing scenario. I then see a castle just behind me. There are some stairs going up a tower and I see tourists coming down, but when I go up I find that the stairs are blocked half way, not allowing the tourists to go further. I decide to fly and try to enter through some window or door on an upper level. I manage to get inside and I find that this palace is used and inhabited, not just a museum. But from then on I am chased by some ruthless people who try to kill me at all cost. Inside the castle, I have difficulties in finding any exit, so I go through offices, rooms, staircases, you name it and although I try to keep hidden, they keep finding me. On some last room where I was hiding and some royalty people are discussing important matters I would have enjoyed to listen, some back door opens and from behind some curtains some deadly arrows fly into my direction. I escape but I’m more or less trapped in this room and worried that they might get me, but then I’m saved by Julian Assange’s ninja spy team which was camouflaged on the ceiling, on a balcony, under tables. They also shoot some arrows to my attackers and help me escape.

Delivery and more instructions
Then I’m at some apartment again with my BF, but I hear some fight on the staircase and I just have the time to leave without even checking who was it. I take a train and arrive at some remote village. My instructions are to leave something at a locker in the station and then go to the number 800 on the same street of the station. I first go in the wrong direction and enter the village centre but then some guy on a booth tells me there’s no 800 in that street. I find it weird, because there are no houses in the other direction, just a road through the wilderness. But I go. And then I find an area by the side of the road that is cleared and there is a pole with a plaque with the number 800. I look around and I don’t get what I’m supposed to do there. I then find some creased paper on the ground and pick it up. Don’t open it, just go back to train station.

7:00 GMT

Black panther
On the road with my parents through the mountains near my hometown. We arrive at some other town where some festival is taking places. Streets are absolutely crowded. We split up and I find my friend Lic inside some building. We decide to go outside but on the exit there is a black panther looking at me. I feel she is not going to hurt me but at the same time she looks a bit menacing, so I decide to act cautiously. I am scared but decide to pass by it. She never takes her eyes of me but lets me go. Then on the streets in the middle of the crowd,me and Lic find Zilla, Vera and Patty. What a surprise to have the whole gang reunited. Vera doesn’t seem happy though. She doesn’t even look me in the face.

8:30 GMT

21.11.2010

Not Gonna Get Us (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with my Great Aunt Connie who I will just say now, is one of my most favorite people in the world. We're in a rural area with a group of people who like Connie and I are on some serial killers hit list. This killer uses distance to his advantage and picks us off with a sniper.

We're standing outside a safe house that we'd just arrived at and one of the members of the group gets a call. I'm standing in the loosely formed half circle of the group holding Connie's hand, almost hiding behind her as if I were a shy little girl all over again and hiding behind my mother. The person's expression becomes frightened and strained and she/he turns the speak phone option on. It's the serial killer. He has us stand in an odd formation and if we don't follow his instructions exactly, he shoots us on the spot. One poor girl makes a mistake and a loud gunshot can be heard coming from the mountains, half a second's delay later, a bullet pierces her skull and she collapses. The group scatters like a bunch of ants who's mound just got stepped on. Connie pulls me towards the nearest car (which I might say was a very nice car with leather seats and could only belong to an upper-class person) and before I know it we're driving away.

It's sunset and by the time we make it to a LARGE sea-side city it's late at night. There's huge sky scrapers all over and one of them is a first class hotel which we stop at for the night. Our room is on like, the 40th floor overlooking the ocean. I walk hesitantly into the room and look through the windows at a sky scraper that's just as tall not too far in the distance. My heart drops to my gut and I rush over and close those blinds. I drag my feet across the floor towards the bed while Connie's in the bath room and sit on the farthest side from the room's door. I pull my knees up to my chest and hug the close, staring blankly at the ocean ahead. I don't even notice Connie walk around to the other side of the bed and sit down next to me, until she puts her hand on my shoulder and pulls me into a hug. I curl up into a tight ball and fall asleep in her arms.

Shift

I'm the sun just set and I'm riding into town with mom and Toby who are occupying the front seats. I get a phone call from Connie and she seems upset, she only says a few words here and there and mostly there's just silence on the other end. She starts to say something but cuts short and says "no, I can't..." That's not Connie's normal behavior, Connie is firm, sharp and direct when it comes to serious situations.

"Come on, you can tell me, " I said.

There was silence and strained breathing in the background for a moment more before she hung up.

We arrive at the store and I part ways with my mother shortly after entering. I'm headed towards the media section when I see Connie walking and talking with the store manager. She was here to remodel our Walmart! I was over-joyed and it was as if I'd never got the phone call.

It was sort of a continuation of a dream, where in a past dream a new friend of colleen’s was trying to kill us off one by one, it would start out with her asking if we want to see this movie on her computer. When it came to her asking me, for some reason I knew what she was trying to do and as she flicked the lights off and asked, I would say something like, “no thanks, I don’t wanna see it.”

Another dream that seemed to be a continuation was swimming in clear blue water with colleen and possibly a boy where we see dolphins, then they disappear and we see sharks. Later on in my dream cycle, when several dreams have passed, I find a camera where I had taken underwater photos of the dolphins and sharks, and thought “why haven’t I put these on facebook yet?”

At one point I was helping Whitney clean out her stuff from some sort of church basement or storage room, and I thought “wow I’ve been moving a lot these days.”

At one point I was helping Colleen move I think, and I had this weird car that I forgot I had the key to. It was raggedy and beige, almost like a very mini pick up truck, it changed forms by the end of the dream.