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    1. School trip to a distant, abandoned mansion fragment and creepypasta image | [28.08.2020]

      by , 08-28-2020 at 06:19 PM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      School trip to a distant, abandoned mansion
      I am on what is seemingly a school trip to a mansion. I don't remember much, except that I wasn't quite interested in anything. I went to some friends, but I just watched them do things. We also went to an attic. For some reason I needed an asthma inhaler and something else I don't remember. I think some person, maybe a teacher or maybe some owner of this house came up and sent us out because some things are private, but I forgot my stuff there, including the inhaler, but for some reason I hesitated telling a teacher. At some point apparently I was unconscious or dead, and I was watching some insane doctor do something with my body. Apparently he needed to cut my clothes into shape, but for some reason he cut it to girl clothes.

      Creepypasta image
      I was searching for something on Google images, but then I remembered that this could be the name of creepypasta things, and I was right. I saw some very disfigured thing that was horse-like, but very big and stretched and entirely pale, and it's face was just an evenly oval-shaped hole, as if it was cut away. It was in a tunnel, that looked like some tunnel from Need for Speed: Carbon on one of the canyon levels, probably the first level when you start out the career.



      Second day where I remembered my mantra. I guess school being cancelled for now is relieving some of my stress.
    2. I forgot that I had a lucid dream?!?

      by , 03-26-2012 at 09:20 AM
      CRIPES!
      Now I know what they mean by "you couldn't have a lucid and totally forget it if you don't keep a dream journal"!

      I'm not sure if you'd call it a WILD or MILD, due to the ~20 minute gap between sleeping times, but when I did fall back asleep, it was like I was presented with some sort of messed-up (de-bug) version of the "Need for Speed II" track selection menu. The difference was that instead of "track 01", "track 02", and so on as one might expect (even though NFS2 doesn't have that in real life), instead it had "track 1a", "Track 2b", and so on.
      bear with me, 'cause this is weird: to change to the normal tracks, you'd press up or down... which didn't exist because the visual was all that existed. I did anyways.
      ....okay.
      But then by pressing right or left (again, how the heck was I doing that?), I could switch to tracks like 2a, 1c, 3a, 4e, etc.
      I selected/loaded 2a (I think), which deposited me in a first-person shooter setting. I wandered around, knowing I was in a video game, and picked up a MASSIVE gun. Kind of like what Heavy uses in "Team Fortress II", but longer and more hi-tech. I hoisted it onto my shoulder and messed around with the keys (again, HOW the heck was I doing that?!?). After a minute of not figuring out what key to press to load it, I put it back down and wandered into a side room of the over-populated compound that was the setting.
      Inside the room, there were maybe four or five people, and I went over and started to talk to the bored girl in the corner. She was... the girl from my previous dream!
      Then I became (as I call it now) passively lucid. I was lucid, but I didn't start jumping around the place and freaking out.
      To clarify, I had tried to WILD back into my previous dream by mentally repeating that I would "wake" back into the dream next to the girl so that I could punch the lights out of the hobo. Maybe that didn't happen, but I'm still happy to say that in a more MILD-ish sort of way, it worked.
      Anyways, back to the dream.
      As soon as I was lucid, I stopped having to control my dream-self by "pressing" the right "buttons", (thank goodness), and could function normally and fully.
      I talked to the girl about nothing memorable, and I poked her on the nose. I didn't have to explain to her (but I'll explain to you) that it's a thing I do to close friends. Random quote that stuck with me: "You know, you would really be more fun to talk to if you were wearing clean underwear."
      Okay, for one how did she know that? And for two, what the heck is that supposed to be? An awkward pickup line?
      Anyways, after probably almost a half-hour, I got up and...
      Crud. Gap in my dream recall.
      Well, I do remember that I fought a little when the room got attacked, and when we moved to a different room (I was the last in) and I went to sit down by the girl and talk to her some more, there was her slightly possessive older brother there.
      And... I woke up soon after.

      BUT THE DEVIL HIMSELF CAN'T DENY THAT I WAS LUCID AND IT WAS CLEAR AS DAY WALKING AROUND THAT DREAM!!!
    3. West Ham Fight

      by , 12-03-2011 at 02:46 PM
      Dream 1
      I was playing Need For Speed:Most Wanted and for some reason I had unlocked all the stages of Rockport, which is strange because I hadn't unlocked all of it before. I first saw the part on the left and scrolled down to see the rest of the unlocked map I then drove down to the last part of the map that you unlock and free roamed it.

      Dream 2
      I was with some friends from college, they were on my street and were going to somewhere. They let me come along.

      Dream 3
      I'm on a train to Upton Park (West Ham's Stadium) which is weird because I only live down the road. I start singing "West Ham Til'" but I don't finish it. I'm sitting in the train with my Dad and other "West Ham fans" (Neither me or my Dad support West Ham we both support Manchester United) another lady starts singing.

      We get off the train and walk to the stadium. I give someone a ticket and sit down. It's weird because there was a huge gap between the stands with no wall. When I sat down I was thinking "Where's the other stand?". I can just see the pitch and a little stand.

      The match has barely begun and I see a guy run through from outside waving at somebody, he's wearing red and there's writing in a weird language I think it's a European language and as he waves loads of other fans come running into the stand and start fighting with us (I don't know where my Dad is by this point) I kick some down and wake up. I thought we were facing Millwall.