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Night. I was in a hut. I think it's a pre-lightbulb era. Everything's so dark, and the color theme is the kind of yellow that candles put out at night. I was talking to my sister outside. There's someone inside the hut/house, cooking. Not sure if male or female.

We went inside the house.

(There's another story here, but I forgot it coz I wasn't able to write the keywords.)

Night. I was in our house in our hometown. The gate is locked but can be opened by other keys. We had to guard it carefully and change the lock.


Notes:

- Slept around 5 p.m.
- VERY tired after parkour training
- WOke up around 9:36 p.m.

Morning of November 30, 2013. Saturday.



This is a shorter but more vivid dream with a very clear awareness. It mostly involved an older (possibly out-of-use or even abandoned) commercial/public garage. There is an awareness of new work being done, though. An unknown man in overalls (possibly a mechanic) walks up to me and gives me a key (on a smaller chain or necklace of some kind) in a friendly manner. The key is shaped like a gold-colored triangular prism with the triangular structure having a notch in the middle of each side. I discover that I had been (apparently absentmindedly) holding a remote lock, or rather a lock that activates something from a fair distance with some sort of radio signal when activated with the key. It apparently allows access to a room of the garage when unlocked, the garage being about a block or two away and more of a rural surrounding. The lock looks a lot like a Toblerone container in size and dimensions (triangular prism chocolate bar). It is of a higher technology yet seems somewhat mystical in association. As the man walks away, he whistles in a vivid loud manner, so loud that it seems like a louder hypnopompic sound pulse. I wake fairly quickly wondering if the sound was actually real and in my immediate environment, but it was not. It was very similar to a faster version of the second (four-note) phrase from “The Other” (1972) whistled theme but with the first two notes seeming of the same pitch. I am wondering who the person was and what was going on. He seemed cheerful and helpful (seeming to demand my attention) but nothing happens after that. It almost seemed like he whistled that way to wake me up from my dream, which in fact is what actually happened, so I did not have the opportunity to explore the garage although I did insert the triangular-prism-key into the lock and was aware that it was then sending a remote signal to open a door somewhere.

In an earlier dream, I was living with my family in a large, unusual apartment (on at least the fourth floor), apparently in a larger city. In the most vivid part of my dream, a large flock of birds seems to be “invading” the area. They seem like some sort of stork, but of a smaller size. They get in through a couple vents, but not through any windows. I am aware that they are leaving a mess, droppings all over the floor, somewhat (four-leaf) clover-shaped, which become almost like a design in the tiles of the floor, almost integrating with the other patterns. They fly around filling nearly the entire apartment (near ceiling level). I ponder on how long it will take to clean the floor. There are other issues as well, but not as unusual or dramatic. The birds do not pose a direct threat but are noisy and messy and it seems strange that they do not prefer being outside in the open sky. At an earlier point, there was a minor association with the “Victoria Rose” character from years ago. This was an attractive witch who rode a closed umbrella like the standard witch’s broom. In this case, it seems to be my wife. There is also a generic Igor-like character (by pop culture myth), somewhat like Peter Lorre.

Two fragments.

Dream 1 (fragment): There was some open area, with a raised area next to it. This area apparently had Phazon from the Metroid series in the ground. There was some kind of water pump, and phazon would pool right in front of it, and we had to clear it out with a shovel (?).

Some girl tried to get water without cleaning it up, and got corrupted, but without altering her appearance.

[Note - Phazon does "corrupt" things in Metroid, for those who don't know].

Dream 2 (fragment): I was in my grandparents' bathroom. It was much larger than normal. The door was locked, but the actual locking mechanism wasn't actually there - and was simply empty space. I could also see through the crack in the door. Despite this, it closed and locked perfectly fine.

09/02/2011
8:30am

2 guys and I were on the run and needed back packs. I had a rifle and one guy had a hand gun. Together we went into a small store next to the apartments I grew up in. Instead of robbing the place outright we peruse the shelves and hide our guns.

While looking I hide the rifle by leaning it up against one of the racks that had glass sides and held folded T-shirts. The hand gun was slid under another rack. I continued to look but couldn't choose a back pack. We where running out of time.

The store owner walked over to the door and locked it because he thought something was wrong. I instinctively made a run for it and found that the door was indeed not locked. As I leave I signal the other guys to hurry up and yell "Lets Fn' go already!!!"

Outside in the parking lot I realize that we failed to get a backpack. We ran off through the field and it became night as I remember stomping through the grass and around a mud puddle.

11-04-12
Around 5:30am

Hiding
Genre: Random
Non-Lucid

First thing I remember was that I am in a different time period and a different world from what it is today. I believe I am in either the Game of Thrones world or the Skyrim world. I was in a house, which was a large amount of distance away from anything else. With me was three other people, one man and two woman. I don't remember who they are at this point though. I get the feeling that we are hiding one of the girls from someone. Next thing I remember is that I am looking out of a window, with a pair of binoculars. I see someone in the distance, I can't tell if it is a man or women, all I know is that he/she is wearing a red jacket. I can tell this is the person we are hiding from.

I tell the other guy in the house to go get the girls and go upstairs. We start to panic, he takes one of the girls up the stairs while I try to convince the other girl to come. I believe this is the girl that is hiding from that person on the road. She decides that she is going to run, and see if she can get away. She goes and I head upstairs, just incase the person on the road decides to check the house out. I remember I a set of keys which are used to lock the bedrrom doors. I head upstairs and go into the room. I close the door and try to lock it. It takes me a couple of tries, the lock has now changed from a regular lock to a lock you would see on a bathroom stall. I finally lock it and turn to the other two.

The two are sitting on the bed, and I get the feeling that the man is my brother, I don't know why though. The women tells me that she just got a text from the person on the road. I turned around, and the door wasn't there anymore. Instead, the door had turned into just a thin plank of wood going across where the door would have been. I wake up at this point.

___

11-04-12
Around 7am

Attempted Murder
Genre: Action
Non-Lucid

I am in my old college, I think. I am in my old Psychology lecture. The class becomes really boringthat I resort to doodling on my paper. I am getting worried that the lecturer will notice me because I am not supposed to be there. The lecturer asks a question, and a girl that I know answers the questions. But she is in the back of the lecture, so the lecturer has to move to see her, and she moves to just in front of my desk.

I decide to wait until the break, before I leave. Once the break comes, I begin to leave. Next thing I remember is being in an argument with someone I don't know. The argument eventually escalates and we begin fighting. I start to get the better of him, but then he decides to take a knife out. I decide to get the hell out of there, because I don't plan on dying in college. The guy chases after me and corners me in a stairwell. He lunges at me with the knife, but I manage to grab his wrist and force him back. Suddenly, a police woman shows up and helps. I notice she looks like Louisa Lytton.

Now, I can leave. But as I walk out the door, I realize I have left my bag in the lecture hall. So, I decide to run to the room to get in, so I'm there before the lecturer comes back. I get to the room, I take a quick look inside to make sure she is not there, she's not so I go in and get the bag. I walk down the corridor with the my bag, and take corner carefully incase the lecturer is around the corners. She's not but I now notice I am in my old High School. I see one of my old teachers, and he begins chatting to me. We chat for a bit before I attempt to leave once again.

I begin to walk down a flight of stairs, but there is a group of people there with me. It seems to be the basketball team, the reason I think this, is because one of them is throwing a basketball around. The guy throws it against a wall, and it returns back - hitting another guy in the face. I notice one of my old friends from High School is there. We begin chatting for a bit and when we get to the bottom, he asks me if I want to come to a club later with two other people. I tell him to give me his number and I'll tell him later.

Haunted House

Other dreams I had of this Haunted House later: Haunted House

I was with one or two friends in a house. I don't know what was going on. Somehow the house was haunted. I left the house and drove away.

A friend was watching us leave as though from the computer. Perhaps I dreamed that part because I was on video conference last night.

I went through the city that this friend lived in, and that I recognized as "The Springs" and then remembered more clearly as "Altamont Springs," an actual place in Florida. I was seeing this in 3rd person perspective.

Then I started going through the down town area. It was like a five-way intersection. There was a festive atmosphere as though it was a tight-knit community.

Dream Skip

I'm back at the haunted house. I'm with my friend--I think it is MJ. We are going back to get something out of a room that we had locked up.

We had to go into a room, then go up a couple steps to open a small door in the back of that room and unlock a sliding lock.

Neither of us wanted to be the first one to go because it was scary. We were running to get this done as though the sooner we could do what we were doing, the better chance we had that the haunting would not have started, but I was afraid, so I slowed down so MJ could run ahead of me. He slowed down too.

Some how, he ended up going first. I had locked the place down, so he should be the one to open it back up.

We got in the building, and I heard my FC T.M. over an intercom saying that we needed to hurry and put in the alarm code or we would hear the most unpleasant sound we'd ever heard. He said they knew how to make the experience very unpleasant.

I put my fingers in my ears, then I started worrying about a smell that would be horrible and dangerous. It would be part of the haunting.

One of us opened the door to the room we were trying to get into. There was a small refrigerator and something in front of it blocking access. Dream logic made me have to go to the back of the room to open a door and unlock that sliding lock to get what we came back for.

I didn't want to go in there because the evil spirit was in this room. I explained how to unlock it, and I got closer to doing it myself, but I never did, nor do I think he actually did it.

Now we were back to the refrigerator. There as a six-pack of ginger-beer. We had to get them out of the frige and leave quickly.

I was afraid of a green fog that was going to fill the room. It was going to be like an evil gas preceding the spirit that was going to come get us.

My friend finally got the door to the frige opened. He was having trouble getting the sodas. Should he get the whole six pack which would be kind of awkward? Just throw them to me one by one I told him.

He started to, but now we were ready to leave. We ran out and went around a culdesac in the neighborhood. There was a guy with a camera threatening to take pictures of us for doing something illegal. I was afraid, but there was nothing I could do.

We went around the culdesac and he started taking pictures, but as we left, it wasn't such a big deal.

~

Lion

A lion trainer let me get near a lioness. We were walking up a flight of stairs and it came up to me. I didn't really feel it, but it rubbed up against me and went all around me. At one point it got on my back.

At that point, I felt extremely vulnerable, as though it could turn not so happy to be near me and kill me. It got down and stayed very close to me.

The night before, I'd been chatting with a DV member about cats and how much we love them rubbing up against us.

I was in the Ceres bus terminal. I was too late. It was night. There was another vehicle. I jumped in.

I was in the vehicle. A van? I was in the back, with a cloth separator. I slept. I was in front of a gate. I was going to open it. Locked.

It is the 3rd night and im starting to get the hang of dream recall. I have not had a night without a dream. Yet. But every morning i wake up with no dream in mind, fall asleep after a while and THEN get a very clear dream. I believe thats why WILDers wake up early in the stage of REM. It kinda makes sense and is completely natural. I guess. So anyway I wake up in the middle of the night completely empty.

Heres the thing: I had NO IDEA I fell asleep. I look at the time; 5:30. Holy crap. BUT I DIDNT NOTICE I FELL ASLEEP! Then i went, maybe im deaming. Check. Nope. Very awake. But its dark like midnight outside! So I start again but as I try to fall asleep I see the sun rising and morning pointing his ugly face. Crap i have nothing.

So heres the dream:
Im fighting a creature that looks like a mix of the Joker and Johnny Depp (in Alice). I never touch him during the dream; he throws stuff which I avoid or catch and throw back. We are fighting in a scenery that looks similar to the forest in Alice (though i didnt see the movie).

After a while I end up next to a ladder which leads to a dark attic/cave. I hesitate and decide not to go inside in fear of meeting a Skulltula (huge spider in Zelda that hangs on ceilings). Down there is a turquoise (greenish blue) flashing light. I am not myself; I am a big bearded man. Then what appears to be a clone of me and my wife (?) jump down. The light becomes huge and they never come back.

Back with Johnny, in my living room this time. He throws some kind of boomerang like Batmans, but when i catch it it becomes soft and flexible. I also catch and throw a thing that looks like a Liechi Berry in pokemon, only much bigger. I find a way to lock him up outside behind the main entrance. I see his blurry face through the window. Then I turn around, go up the stairs and when I look back: he got back in. Then i scream : HEIN? COMMENT YA FAIT POUR RENTRER?!
(how did he get back in?!) Then i wake up.

Note: This was not a nightmare. Simply a weird, creepy dream.

Side-dream
I remember vaguely another dream before that where I tried to impress Ali the Bachelorette by writing mean things in a window of a room. Then she would get inside the room and see all those sweet messages I wrote all over the walls and ceiling. All of them were signed: Ray,Ray,Ray,Ray.... I think i was helped by a group of asian policemen. Thats it.