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1/5/20

I am on my way driving to some church event with people I recognize from my past. While driving I spray paint face with blues and oranges with a white streak down one side going through my eye. My cat is in my car with me, when I arrive I leave her in the car with the windows cracked a little. We are all standing in lines for some reason I am unaware of. Someone is talking to us in a preachy manner but the details escape me.

The scene shifts into a new age festival of sorts with many sellers operating booths and with various items on tables in rows. The room is a long flat one story building, with tables lining either side, and windows every few feet. It almost feels like an opened up double wide manufactured home which is several lengths long.

While walking around checking out the various vendors I notice two who share space side by sides. I befriend the two of them and notice they look strikingly similar to one another with slight differences. They are both round faced with round noses, bald heads and beards about the same length. Though their personalities are obviously of different tones. One of them sells flat flutes which seem like wooden Christmas tree ornaments with spacers and holes drilled at intervals as a flute should be, and one sells didgeridoos with original poems printed on fancy paper.

They both have just met each other for this event but they are very similar in demeanour, though each unique. Like twins who took separate life trajectories. I play a flute from his table for a while, it sounds like a native american flute and any note progression is harmonious and effortless to produce. There is a girl who walks up to the table hearing the flute and wants to try it but she is shy. I encourage her to go for it, it is a beautiful instrument and incredibly easy to play. Whatever you play on the flute sounds great, she picks it up and plays for a few seconds. It sounds just as good as when I played, she is pleased. I want a flute, the guy attempts to sell me one but don't have a lot of money on me, the didge guy also wants me to buy one from him. I tell him I have three of my own at home waiting for me. He tells me to sell the ones I don't use and use the surplus to purchase another one from him. I laugh and say maybe.

I am concerned about leaving the cat in the car even though the window is cracked. It is a sunny day and I'm incredibly cautious about animals in cars. I go back out to get her and bring her back inside with me. When I return, the festival seems to have turned into a waffle house type diner. It is packed out and everyone is hungry. There are full counter seats and tons of people packed in the booths around the place. I see the open kitchen with one cook struggling to take people's orders and cook the food at the same time. I consider jumping behind the counter to help cook. Though he does seem to have it under control so I decide against it and just wander around looking at people, everyone is calm and patient, feels like people are just grateful to be fed. The cat has befriended some people and become kind of a fixture in the diner. She sits on a stool by the counter and people pet her while walking by/waiting. People continue ordering and eating until the night comes.


I notice while standing outside there is a large military supply surplus store that used to be on the corner across the street. The new location looks newer and brightly lit like a pharmacy. I talk to someone standing close to me about going in and taking a looking around. Though I am slightly concerned if I do so I will be put on some government list of nationalists.

As fewer and fewer people are present we become a closer knit group. We are all friends now and we know each other quite well from our stories. One of us is cautious because he is wanted by a rival gang he knows may be coming for him. The lights get dim as we all sit around each other and chat on the floor. The restaurant is closed and it's just us friends communing now telling stories and laughing. The one friend is still very paranoid about other people coming after him, looking out the window as he expects it to happen any minute. He has a handgun on him and begins waving it around claiming they are coming, they are outside now he shouts. I know nothing good can come from escalating the situation so I take the pistol from his hand in a swift action and put it in my jacket pocket, he is dismayed but compliant.

Someone else walks in the room and they are looking for him, they also have a gun in their hand. I immediately demand they give it to me because this is not the way to solve this dispute. They also comply. I disassemble the gun in seconds, dropping the clip, pulling back the slide, popping out the bullet in the chamber, and taking the slide fully off. This continues a couple more times as people come in trying to start trouble with firearms and me immediately disarming them before anything transpires. They then just stand around and have conversation with the others that are here. I now have 3-4 guns in my jacket pockets and pants pockets from the different people trying to start trouble. The people just stand around and talk once they have their gun taken away. The original guy who was part of our group asks for his gun back because he is still paranoid. I have so many in my coat I don't know which one was his. So I pull it out, disassemble it in front of him and drop the pieces on the floor at his feet. His mouth is stuck open in disbelief. I walk over to a table at the end of the room and begin to take all the firearms out of my coat and put them down. Someone else walks in behind me with a fully automatic machine gun, looks like an MP5 or something. I wave them over to me and say "Come on, gotta check in!" They oblige and I take their gun away from them as well. No one escalating, no one gets hurt. I insist all disagreements be talked out in a civil manner.


It is now the next morning. We all seem to be arranging some type of trip. I think we are even taking air travel like hot air balloons or something. While getting people oriented I walk into a back room which is larger like an industrial loading dock and has a large metal garage door attached to it. On the floor to the side is a 30 ft long dead yellow boa constrictor. It has been tied in a knot in the middle and is contorted in weird ways. There is liquid in the corner around where it lay and the smell in the room is putrid. I gather is has been dead for a while, maybe a few days to a week. I step over it walking in and back outside several times. There are a couple people out in the field behind the building we are trying to corral to leave for our trip. The guy kind of looks like john favreau, he is with his wife. They are still distant in the field but coming towards us.

Looking up I notice a very thick purple fog rolling in from the right onto the property. I think it is in the sky at first but then notice it in front of the clouds and things around us like the fence lining the yard. It is moving like a serpent with a massive menacing motion. It is thick and pearlescent, shimmering with light and dark purples. I am with Justin Theroux and we rushedly get the people inside while watching the huge cloud get closer to the ground and come towards us. It begins whirlwinding and the wind begins to whip violently. It forms a vortex on the ground of a thick purpley haze that you cannot see through. It Incredibly large and stretches all the way into the sky. We rush inside and look for ways to combat it. In a moment we both understand that the purple gas is flammable. Just need to make a torch of some kind to toss in it, hoping that will do the trick. The room is already wrecked with glass and objects scattered about on the floor. The wind is howling loudly and the walls rock with turbulence, pictures that were hanging fall. We are running through shouting at each other for supplies that can maybe be used. I find some lighters and some small miniature baseball bats. He brings some rags and accelerant from the other room. We craft makeshift torches while squatting on the floor and I wonder if the wind is too powerful for the flame, if the torches will stay lit for us to throw them in. We run to the back of the building again out the garage door, the twister is in full rage mode. A dark purple debris filled monstrosity tears at the ground 20 meters from us, the sound is deafening.
We light the torches together, look at each other and I shout "HERE GOES NOTHING!" We both launch the fiery bats overhead towards the center of the vortex and the dream fades.

From a couple of days ago

Had some lucid moments. But I wasn't fully inside the dream. Right before entering a dream. It was not long after I went to bed so could be early and short/unstable rem that stopped it from being an ld.


Electronics, cooking class


I was inside an electronics class that kinda felt like best buy. Met acquaintances. There was some arguing going on, I forget about what. I eventually leave.


I arrive at a cooking class and we're learning to make cold soup. I was learning it with a girl I met from the previous store. My mom was also there. Maybe the dream came up because I drank soup.




Leviathan - belief


It looked like the outside of an warehouse building, I think it was near a sea port. I was inside some battle. I forget how it began though. I summoned a familiar whose name was apparently Leviathan. I remember that we were infiltrating this building because it belonged to some evil organization or something. Anyways Leviathan stays outside to stop the enemy forces from approaching us. While me and this guy heads inside the warehouse.


Inside was a gigantic thing. I guess the closest word to describe it is sort of a golem-machine thing. Yellow kind of stone or metal. It carried a hammer in its left hand I think. The hammer was made of something similair to the golem. The hitting cylindrical part of the hammer was about the size of a truck. So how big exactly was the giant? It was big enough to hold that ruck so maybe it was like 100 meters, 150?


Anyways it was sort of an automaton; robot or something, but it had more of magical power source rather than electric or machinery. It began to attack us with the hammer and I summoned some more summoning things. I suppose familiars. There were about 7 of them but, they were regular sized and the hammer just 'poofed' them.


I... was running out of options.


It was just me and the guy from earlier. He had a wavy dark Mediterranean hair yes, and he was completely useless. There was still Leviathan, but she was still outside and I wasn't sure if she could get here on time. The golem began to unleash a hammer strike from above us.


Doubts.... doubts welled up from within me. Not much we can do really; We were going to die.


And the hammer, it's coming down at us, and it feels all slowed down; time slowing down: as if the monstrosity, time, in this moment, savored ever so sweetly- that each and every drip of our anguish and despair quenched its insatiable and endless thirst ever so briefly.


Bam! Shock-waves from the strike echoed across the building. Facing towards us, she was squatting in the air. A maiden in white and yellow. She had a bobbed hair I think, with a white beret. Her arms raised right above her, holding up the hammer, as if she was Atlas holding up the weight of the earth, with much strain. I understood, I felt it. Her strength... Her power was fully proportional to the amount of belief I had at that moment.


So I believed with all my heart. She said, "Pavilion strike!"


Wake

Felt like the dream was training my belief

2010-09-14

I was in a hurry to wake up this morning, and therefore didn’t have time to write what I had dreamt last night, and unfortunately, I forget most of it. What I do remember is being at some sort of facility, and me and the rest of my family was about to enter some portal thing, to where I don’t know. When we walked through, we were at our house, but the sky was an orangish red. Inside on the kitchen table were birthday presents to my younger cousin Luke. The first one on the top read (trying to remember) “USA… USA… we are the best!” Even in my dream I remember going what the fuck? After that I walked upstairs to where the Xbox and TV are. On the floor were a bunch of PS2 games, and almost not noticing it, I saw 4 new games. I thought, “oh yes, someone bought me the new Patapon games (they don’t exist; only 1 and 2 do). I remember the title saying Patapon, but the sub title under that for all 4 were something like age of mythology or something, and then an element. One for each element; Fire, Water Earth, and Wind. Each game case looked exactly the same except for a color difference matching the element. That’s when I was woken up by my mother calling my name.

I never seem to write anything in my journal over the summer months, too many late nights, not enough sleep.

2010-09-16

This dream takes a couple twists and turns randomly but is all part of one dream. It started as me and my friend John about to go sliding down this really big road on a hill that we found near my house during the winter. On our way down, a girl came out and was shocked at what we were doing. She said that under the snow were crops, and that we shouldn’t be sledding because it could hurt them. I then suddenly remember being at my house with my family watching a movie, and me watching at the counter in our kitchen. I got a text from john, but it was through a computer program called Steam, and I don’t own an I phone, or a cell phone at all for that matter. He was saying that he and (the girls name was Heidi, and she was someone that I had never seen before, dream or real), had gotten together on some sort of date. He was saying how he really liked her and wanted me to not put in my own efforts to get with her. I was silent, but he went on about how hard it was to swallow plastic Jub Jub’s. Then another switch, I was at some amusement park, with Heidi and we decided to go on some horror ride. 10 seconds into it, a plastics hand smacked me in the face. While I was rubbing my eyes, I wasn’t on the ride anymore, but in a dark room with a guy from school Robert. It was some sort of puzzle, which took us a minute to figure out, but this place was scary this shit out of us. The finally part of the puzzle was match these colored buttons, which I thought was too easy, but I quickly completed it, then grabs Roberts wrist, and forced him to press the button at the same time I did. Both of us were transported to a small dark room, almost like a closet, with a video screen in front of us. The video that was playing was of some spaceship under attack by an unknown craft. The video then shifted to a grave, to which the headstone state the person had died by Lethal Precision (which makes no sense, but my mind made me immediately think of getting stabbed in the head). I took a step back, and felt hands sweep the back of my ankles, which startled me. Suddenly, the video went out, leaving me and Robert in complete darkness. Someone grabbed my from behind, and whispered “I think that’s far enough” softly and quietly, before he stabbed me in the head with a needle. I fell down, and only remember seeing him reaching for Robert too. Last twist, I found myself in my international business class, front row. Heidi was sitting beside me, and we were talking. I was trying to charm her, because I wanted to go out with her. We talked about random things for a few minutes and then I woke up.

2010-09-20

I was in a science class at school, sitting beside a girl that I have never seen before. She wasn’t amazingly good looking, but she was kind of cute, and had a nice voice. After a couple of minutes, she started to whisper something to me. I couldn’t hear her, and all I could make out was smell. I thought he was telling me that I smell, and was appalled. Eventually she gave up, and wrote something on my paper. It had an arrow pointing to the top corner of my page, where a small button was, and said please push. I immediately pushed the button, and the fire alarm went off. Everyone shuffled out of the class, but the girl and I stayed behind. She pushed a bottle of purple liquid on me that tasted like cough syrup.

2010-10-01

This is the true dream that I wanted to remember. I have had this dream before, albeit with minor changes. I am at my cottage, and somehow, I am Batman, or am someone very similar, because I don’t where the costume, but do all the crazy Batman stunts. I cannot leave my house because a woman outside want to kill me, and can morph into a massive cat. When I mean massive, I mean like 30 feet long massive. I try to leave my cottage, only to find that it is in a coastline city in which the cat lady can easily stalk me. I manage to climb to the top of a buildings ledge, and look over the sea. A large sound catches my attention, and I turn towards the city gates, which are being forced open. The cat lady comes up behind me, but doesn’t kill me. Instead she comes beside me and morphs back to her human form. We both watch the gates for a few seconds before she tells me that this is the end. I look at her, and the expression on her face is that of profound sadness, as if she knows she is about to die. The large gates burst open, and thousands of living dead stream into the city.

The dream then switches to the view of the leader of a 3 man hit squad. The squad consists of one white guy and two black guys. They are trying to find the person responsible, and whom is controlling the living dead. The dream plays out almost as if it were a movie, witching back and forth between the hit squad, and me and the cat lady speeding down the highway, trying to avoid and kill the people whom wish us dead. Eventually, me and the cat lady crash through a wall into a large building, which is the last I see of them. The last switch is back to the hit squad, which is readying for the final assault on the controller’s base, which is an abandoned baseball stadium. Just before I wake up, one of the black guys states that he has to go alone. When asked why, he says that he must find whomever sits in seat 87.

2010-04-11

This kind of dream really aggravates me, because when you wake up, you are so pissed off. It’s called a false awakening. I woke up at 7:00AM, and decided that I could use the 15 minutes before my family woke up to masturbate. As I reached for my PSP, I grabbed several books, including a short horror story book, which I have not read, nor do I own, for several years. Even in my dream, I knew that I did not own this book, but thought nothing of it. (HAD I PURSUED THAT, I WOULD HAVE PROBABLY ACHIEVED LUCIDITY! /SLAP OWN FACE) I thought it was wired that I couldn’t feel my dick during this time, and looked at my clock, which read 9:00AM. I scrambled out of bed, freaking out that my alarm had not gone off, or my family had waked me up. I finished my shower, and started to brush my teeth when I could hear a faint beeping sound. I thought it was annoying, but that it was just the shower pipes. The noise got louder and louder until I jolted out of bed, and looked at my clock which read 7:15AM, and my alarm was going off.

2010-04-15

I was running through my lawn, and tiny little spiders were everywhere. I was trying to get to my house, but every second I had to stop and try to remove the spiders from m clothing. They were crawling through my hair, and biting me on exposed flesh.

2010-04-17

Me and my International Business class were playing paintball in a wooden fort-ish environment. I stalker around picking people off, and waiting till only a few remained, but even though I had shot him, my teacher locked the trap door under me when I climbed a lookout tower. Then all the people I had killed were trying to push the tower over, with me in it. Finally it fell, and I was thrown out of it. I was kind of mad because they ruined the game, but didn’t really care. When we got back to school, somebody had planted a computer virus in the school network, causing all computers connected to yell “LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL” at maximum volume.

2010-04-29

I met and old friend of mine at the mall. His name is Greg, and I offered to drive him back to his place and say hi to his family. We had a little reunion with his family, because I haven’t seen them in a long time. His younger sister had a friend over, and she was my age. I immediately fell for her, and she for me. She was absolutely beautiful, with long brown hair, and her name was Amanda. Greg's family kept telling me every time she left the room to ask her out on a date, because she wanted to go out with me too. Unfortunately, my shyness seeps into my dreams from time to time, and this one was of those moments. She left their house that night, and I woke up.

2010-05-12

I was with a few people that I didn’t know, and we were defending what look like the map Rust from Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2, from an invasion of Protoss Zealots. We killed a lot of Zealots, and I woke up before we were overrun.

My second dream was me running through a misty swamp. This dream played out like a film, where I was watching me from a third person point of view. I was frantically searching for someone, and finally found a figure standing in the swamp. I remember a sense of relief when I found him, and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around, and all that I can remember before waking up was a profound sense of terror from looking on the man’s face.

2010-03-11

I was chasing what I can only describe as a beautiful Sprite into a tall building. Once inside, she trapped me, and began to play games with me. These games would have a very lethal outcome if I were to lose them. Even though she was trying to kill me, she seemed almost happy to be in my company. She even had me held in what I can only describe as a top floor penthouse in a hotel. In my mind I knew that I had 2 friends I could count on to save me. One was a vampire, about my age, but nevertheless, completely in tune with his powers, and a friend whom was the product of genetic experiments, with both Alien and Predator DNA in him. The broke into the building, and were trying to climb the stories to where I was. The Sprite had one last game for me, and I knew that she had grown bored of my presence, and whether I survived this game, I would die. My friends reached the floor where I was being held, they freed me from the deadly game, enraging the Sprite. My friends grabbed me and jumped out the window as the Sprite released her creatures on us. We must have been about 30 floors up, but that was of no concern to my friends, knowing their pasts. They put me in the back of a van, being driven by an unknown person, and began fighting off the minions. The creatures were genetically enhanced Predators, but were still no match for my Vampire and Predator friend, who had the strengths of both races in him. The van started to drive away from the scene and I woke up.

Predators and Aliens frequent my dreams actually now that i think about it.

2010-03-21

I actually rememeber having three different dreams last night. The first was of me and a few friends going out to Blockbuster to fuck around and look at shit. On one of the demo stand that let you play a trial game at the store was playing Resident Evil. I was playing this for a while, and when everyone else wanted to go, I couldn’t save my game.

The second dream was where I was on a spaceship, which was becoming engulfed in some kind of dark matter. The dark matter didn’t destroy the ship, or kill the people it swallowed, but transformed them into something inhuman. They lost limbs, and grew new one, broke bones to give way to shapes I thought impossible for the human body. I and several other people were the last people untouched on the ship, and the dark matter had receded, but left behind patches, and the creatures. Creatures started to chase us, when we ran into 2 people loaded with ammunition and guns, saving us. The group of us made our way carefully through the ship, and eventually had to cross the outer deck in an environmental suit. Some people were caught in the patches of dark matter and disappeared. Once we re-entered the airlock, I woke up.

The third dream I had, was after I had fallen asleep again. I and my friend Dylan were playing a virtual reality Call of Duty MMO, as crazy as it sounds. It was more like an MMO than anything Call of Duty has for multiplayer, but we had the guns and equipment. Every time Dylan got a kill, his title would show as Officer Prime. We partied up with three girls, and started to play. After a couple games, I woke up.

2010-03-26

I dreamt that I owned a pet wolf. Every now and then, we would howl at the moon together. That dream wasn’t very long, but another dream I had was that I was shopping with my mom, and told her that I needed a new razor for shaving. She held up a large blue crescent blade, and asked if this was ok. I looked at her and asked if she was retarded.

2010-04-07

My record for dreams I could remember in one night; 5. This first dream, I was surfing on the internet, and was tricked into watch a scary video. The only way I can describe it is called “The origins of the Grudge”. It scared the shit out of me, and woke me up.

When I fell back asleep, my second dream was where I was a break dancer, and was doing a practice gig in an open gym. Later I went over to my Grandparents house for a party, they asked me to perform but I refused.

In my third dream, I met a girl at a concert, and we were talking for a while. When we left, she couldn’t figure out where she was staying and I offered her to stay at my hotel room. She offered to sleep on the floor beside me. I remember being up all night looking down at her from the top of the bed, and desperately wanting to have sex.

In my fourth dream, I was playing a Resident Evil 5, Call of Duty and Nazi Zombie remix game. It was a virtual reality game, but when you died, you felt the pain of your character, which was part of the fun, and would cause you no real harm. This seems like a terrible idea considering we were facing zombies, and the pain from being eaten alive would have been excruciating. Everyone else died before me, and their screams of pain over the mic were already enough to freak me out. When the zombies finally cornered me, I yelled fuck this, jumped out the second story window, and shot myself in the head on the way down. My friends all booed over the mic at me not facing the pain, and we all laughed as they called me a pussy.

My final dream of the night, it was with the same friends I was with during the last dream, but there was no video game, and we were at some pizza restaurant. There was an arcade right beside it, so we got pizza, and then decided to play some games. After we finished, one of my friends decided that he wanted to order pizza with a green crust. After looking at him quizzically, I woke up.

2010-02-15

I was at the cottage partying with my friends, and had to get some supplies. I drove down to the blue store, and met a beautiful girl. I invited her back to the cottage later, because we were just drinking and having fun. When it was time for her to go home, I drove her down the street. She told me to stop the car at the blue store and turn it off. We started to kiss, and pretty soon we were having sex. I cannot remember anything after that.

2010-02-16

My house was completely overrun with Big Daddies from Bioshock. They wouldn’t hurt me, but were looking for something. I went downstairs, and in my basement, behind a counter was Sweet Tooth, the evil clown from the game Twisted Metal. He told me what the Big Daddies were looking for, and I somehow needed to find it too. The Big Daddies didn’t like this, and started to attack me, which cause me to wake up.

2010-02-22

I was in what looked like a hardware store in Alaska. Aliens were in the store, as in Aliens from the movie Alien, and were slaughtering people. Predators were there as well, but were watching only, as if to see the Aliens hunting patterns. Me, and a few other managed to get out the front door alive, and we were discussing the possibility of walking across the Tundra to the next settlement when I woke up.

2010-02-28

I was on a bus with a group of people, about to go on a tour of the UOIT. The bus got lost, and everyone was forced to walk. I ended up skipping the tour, and going to Georgian College where my brother was. I was wandering around the campus for a while, with nobody around. It turned out that everyone was at this massive party. I went to the party, looking for my brother, ad it turns out that he was the Digimon; Fridgemon, and was partying.

My second dream was of a man and women, fighting off some creature man. The man was very tall, with fingers that could extend themselves on one hand. They defeated him with some kind of magic, but he immediately re-appeared and started laughing. In a horribly raspy voice, he gave the woman a choice. What he said exactly was; “I give you a choice, either witness the death of your husband, or the death of all your children” After he disappeared, I woke up.

2010-03-05

A man was trying to blackmail me for something that I had no idea what it was. He showed me a video, and after a minute, I realized that it was the video from the movie The Ring. I woke up in my dream, and the man was beside my bed. He seemed relieved that I was awake, but asked very seriously if I had drunk the well water. I didn’t answer, but he continued to ask the same question over and over again.

2010-01-22

This is the very first entry in my dream journal, and consequently, the dream that has caused me to start keeping a dream journal. At my cottage, I was with two people whom I have never seen before, one male, and one female. We were boating, and came across some sort of weird plant. The girl grabbed that plant from the water, and we went back to shore. We were sunbathing near the rocks until sunset. As the sun went down, they both decided to eat the plant, because all of us knew that these plants were somehow very special. Just as the full moon rose, I grabbed a small leaf and ate it. Both of them immediately disappeared and I felt my body somehow changing. Something in my mind told me to use my mind to manipulate the water. I could use my mind and shift the water, bringing balls out of the lake and changing it as I willed. Even after I had woken up, I could remember the feel of my muscles tensing, as I will a ball of water to rise from the surface. I spent hours trying to move different liquid, but only water could I fully control. This was one of the most vivid dreams I have ever had.

Its interesting looking back on these earlier ones, my style and clarity sure have changed.

2010-02-03

I was standing in what looked like an old washroom that you might see in a subway station. It was completely dark except for the light shining on the man and the mirror he was looking in. I could see his face over his shoulder, and it looked as normal as any other person, if maybe slightly dirty. In the mirror, he looks right at me and smiles. His face begins to contort and change, like something you might see if someone used Adobe After Effects. The face changes into something that I can only describe as being, “not human”. Despite the changes, I can still see the creature has a disturbing smile on his face. He slowly begins to turn his head and I am jolted out of my sleep. I’ve had this dream about 3 times before, all exactly the same.

Also, oh god do i have to skip a lot of these bwhahahahaha!

2010-02-08

I had the same dream that I had last week. I was somehow in the subway station bathroom watching the man look in the mirror. I can never remember exactly what it is that he does, but his face begins to change, and I am scared awake.

2010-02-09

I was in an unknown house, looking through pictures on a computer. All of the pictures were totally normal, except for one. The one was of a house, and some guy standing in the picture. Over his shoulder, in the window of the house, I could see the little boy from the movie, The Grudge. The little boy seemed to peer out of the picture and right through me. I could swear I heard the sound coming from behind me, but I was so frightened, that I woke up.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

After writing down my last dream I go to the toilet and then back to bed.
I'm still super tired but decide to attempt a WILD.
I fall asleep somewhere along the way.

"Hyu?"

Darkness. Where am I?

"Hyu!"
"What? Where am I?"

I'm confused, and talk to this weird voice some more until I notice my eyes are closed.
I open them.
My vision is blurry, I can't feel my senses.

"What are you doing?"
"Yuya?"
"Yes?!"
"Err..."

Suddenly I feel a splash of water, which "wakes me up"
My senses work now and I can see much more clearly.

"Thanks... that helped."
"I hope so, because we're in a bit of trouble."
"Why's that?"
"Someone is pissed that we destroyed his crystal I assume."

I try to focus and check my surroundings, where I am and what just happened.
I'm in yet another world, there is snow again... I hate snow, it's a good thing I don't feel the cold due to my energy.
But it looks completely different from where I was in my last dream.

"Well, shouldn't we bugger off?"
"Can't open a portal, the area is protected by some sort of spell."

I want to summon the wings on my arm to teleport us away, but I'm interrupted by a red portal forming in front of us.
A person wearing a black suit, MIB style is exiting the portal and closing it behind him.

"Ooh, cute little Yuya."
"Fuck you!"

Well... it seems she doesn't like him.
I probe his aura. It's dark, and very strong. Yuya is on her guard, he must be strong indeed.
I try to focus even more on my surroundings, if a battle takes place I need maximum clarity.

"Who's this fellow? You have a boytoy now?"
"Shut up!"

He smiles.

"This is going to hurt!"

He forms a big fireball over his head and launches it at Yuya quickly.

"Shit!"

My body reacts without control. I instinctively short range teleport right in front of Yuya and aim my right hand at the fireball just before impact.
I'm completely powered up without knowing how. The fireball hits and I simply absorb most of the energy and it stops, I'm practically holding it in my hand.
It's hot, but it doesn't hurt me.

"WHAT THE FUCK????
Nobody shall stop my balls of fire! I am **** *** *****, demon of ****!!!" (I forgot the name)

"And I am Hyunkell fucking Anassasi, Dragon!"

i reply as I launch the fireball back at him with some added energy of my own with a strange sensation of power.
It sets him on fire and it takes him a second to put it out.
I feel an immense amount of energy coming from Yuya right behind me, what is she doing?
It feels like she's preparing some sort of spell.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"
"Don't you play video games? attacking a dragon with fire? retard!"
"All real dragons are fucking dead! They've been extinct for years!"

I plan on launching a fireball of my own at him but I am interrupted by Yuya.

"Fucking piece of shit, show me what you got!"

She's angry... she's furious, she really hates him.

He draws fire between his hands, trying to create an even bigger fireball than before.
But I've noticed what Yuya has done, and there is no need to intervene.
He doesn't stand a chance... none whatsoever.

Yuya just turned a whole fucking lake, which was rather close by, into a huge Leviathan which is going to ram our opponent any second now.
I looks strangely beautiful.

He looks up at his fireball, and sees the absolutely massive Leviathan rushing towards him. All hope of life leaves his eyes.
The Leviathan crushes him, and fills the air with humidity.
She's completely overdone it, I can tell that she went all out.
The clarity of the dream greatly decreases as the humidity turns into fog.

"Thanks Hyu! He caught me off guard."
"Glad I could help... so... what's the deal with him?"
"He tried to hurt you in your dreams before."
"Is he a dreamer?"
"No. He's a demon... or rather, he used to be..."

I've never seen Yuya this angry.
The dream ends.