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(I had this dream and wrote it down a few days ago, but only remembered dreamviews just now.)

"This was part of a very very long dream, but I only remember the tail end. We were in an Asian country, some mix of China and Korea, with a situation like Germany with the Jews. We weren't the targeted group, but we did have some in our blood (most citizens did). There was a ton of long-term knowledge, stuff where when I woke up I truly believed was real historical buildings and other facts that I lived in the dream. The most rememberable and most important, was that there was what reminds you of an Indian palace, a death-maze that soldiers would chase/herd traitors or pre-refugees to. The king/leader built this, and believed it to be his mercy. Once herded there, the soldiers were no longer chasing to immediately kill or capture, the people would just die themselves. The way it worked is that there are all these golden trumpet-shaped spires/points, thick from the ground, and curved at the tips. There was some sort of suction to the design so that the runner gets run into one of these, and is basically forced upward until they can no longer breathe. Their last view is looking down on the king's city.

This wasn't terribly significant to me at the time, because there were many other things like this in my long-term memory.

Anyways, where I solidly remember from, we were supposed to meet up with an informant who would help us get what we needed, to get out.

The room where we met, There was a staircase, it was all white, four walls were glass. We met them (there was one main guy and one or two lookouts), but I don't remember much of our interaction except that it was very short and pretending, as the windows were glass and basically at an intersection.
I do know we needed an item, and we had to get it ourselves. We were to meet them at the border, or at some other place on the way to it, and we didn't have much time. They told us where to find the item.
We talked fast and then started out pretty urgently, because we felt time ticking away and almost like they were already on to us.

We went in the mall, I don't completely remember what happened. We did something for a short amount of time, then went upstairs to a/the shop owned by the king/person. Mom looked for the item while I waited for her and looked at dresses. They were really good prices, and I found myself looking for a dress for Racquel, and a shirt-dress for myself. (We had planned that I would buy some things, so it would be less suspicious.) I remember being excited despite the situation we were in, because we never got new things.
Here, it could have stopped being a nightmare. But I was too scared for it to slip into just shopping, so when we approached to buy our items, they knew.
I wanted to bolt right then, but it was so so important that we get that item.

We were informed that our payment could not go through and to try buying different items (They had a certain look when they said this, and it made me know they knew.) or try to checkout at an all-purpose register. You could tell they themselves were very scared and wouldn't risk appearing sympathetic or like they knew what was happening. It was terrifying knowing that leaving us to be devoured was what I would have done too.

Mom and I were both really scared. But she decided to do the courageous thing and try to checkout downstairs (and to the right).
But I looked outside and took her arm and told her to just leave. I started walking faster because I knew they knew.
We took the things we didn't buy. I was calmly scared they'd stop us, but without it, even if we lived past this, we couldn't get away if we didn't have it.

We got outside and we tried to look normal. I knew no one in the store would chase us, except to watch us, and that they had called for the people, so I hoped, maybe if we put some distance between us and the store.

As we went further, people walking or reading newspapers slowly became informants walking or reading newspapers, and we slowly started throwing out the "act normal" idea and going faster.
(at some point there was a mother and baby with a father who had turned on them. They were mostly white, and they were part of the group the government was purging. We didn't talk or make eye contact or try to help eachother. We were headed the same direction though, they were slower than us and we passed them)

A short time of this fast walking and we were spotted and chased. We starting running as fast as we could.

We ran for a time, until we got to what I thought was a parking garage. As we entered it, I felt something grab my left hand, and it was the baby, and the mom running with us. I remember I was twisted in a weird way and was trying to run and hold the baby's hand and Mom's at the same time. I remember seeing the soldiers right behind us, and they almost got Mom. She looked like she might stop and give up, so I clung to her hand as we ran.
We came to where there were infinite-looking upward slides, and we scrambled up the second slant (the first was very obviously the widest, each one to the right being smaller, but the mother and baby had gone up there and I wouldn't have hesitated to run over them if we were stuck in the same tube.) I remember there was a left and right sidewalk. On the left it was like normal walkway, the right was an up-moving ramp.
I tried the up-moving ramp, but almost slipped so decided on just running.We were getting higher and Mom looked more defeated the farther we went.
Near the middle, she tripped on something and she didn't get up, just lay there. I was dragging her frantically, contemplating leaving her behind. It was way too slow, and they were still chasing us. So I didn't really notice the space getting smaller and smaller.
Mom had basically given up hope. She was acting like we were already dead, and it irritated me so much. When I realized why, it had gotten so small and vertical. I was first so frantic and hurrying so fast I tried to shove my way up even with my arms folded (like praying mantis) in front of me. But I was feeling the dread, and was starting to realize what had just happened. So I went back a few feet down.
I let go of mom's hand, and she started sobbing. She stayed just at my feet, luckily not sliding down anymore when I let go, but it didn't matter anymore. I put my arms flat streamlined with my body and pushed myself with my feet to the opening. The tunnel curved in a sickening way, and I could see down on the beautiful city through the end of the curved golden trumpet."

Then I woke up.

I don't remember much. I let my dreams slip away, but what stayed with
me was I was in the back seat of a van and Jenny is in the middle seat. My parents
are in the front seat and I wanted to ask them to let me and Jenny switch seats because I'm tall but I sensed hostility from Jenny. Then my dad said that we are
going to pull over for a food break. I think we are driving to a party. I wake up and
then fall back into the same dream, I am in the same van but I don't become lucid.
Since the van is the only symbol I remember, and what you manage to remember is usually the most important part of the dream, I'll focus on that.

Ok, I don't know if you understand the title but I do so whatever. I got four dreams on Monday, but I was busy. I tried to write them here on yesterday too, but website was sooo slow I gave up. But here are the dreams:

#1 This was a nightmare. I remember wathching some scary pictures. There were normal people and ghosts in them. I only saw two pictures until I woke up.

At this point I tried to get myself motivated to get a LD (MILD) but it didn't work.

#2 There were only aliens on Earth (expect that I was a human, I think). The aliens were big and colourful. They ate something, propably meat. This dream was really interesting.

#3 I was in school and had textile work. One girl (who actually didn't have textile work IRL so...) was talking about how every girl had like A for it, expect me, apparently. I felt a little sad for it. She was mean.

#4 I was in school again, and talking to another girl. She talked about her crush. She described him. It didn't sound like it, but apparently she was talking about my crush. I told her that I liked him too. I think I had this dream because I'm always so jealous.

So those were the dreams I had on Monday. I had two dreams yesterday, but they were a little boring and I don't remember them that much. I also tried WILD in the morning, but my siblings were noisy so I failed. Here are the two dreams for today, however:

#1 I was on a restaurant. Its food was not the typical kind, but it was good. The restaurant had dark brown walls and a weird mascot. I think I went to the actual kitchen after eating.

#2 I was playing The Sims 4 with my favourite family, butI then its dad made a fire so I immediately quit without saving. Then I played it again avoiding the thing (not a stove) that caused it.

So, those were the dreams I've had recently. No LDs, but I guess I'm still happy.

I am in a house I've never been in. I just assume it's my real house.
There is a fire and we all run out. Fire men don't come, it's just us. I run back in to get my journals. I come out and "Susan" is there. I run back in to get all of
my leotards and I run out. I want to go back in to get my computer
because it has my novels on it but I see the flames coming towards the front
of the house (I live in an apartment/town house so I know it's not my real house now) and that the flames would stop me from exiting this time. Going into a burning building isn't making me gasp for breath so I should have become lucid, but I didn't. I stood outside with my journals and my leotards next to Michael or Gabriel looking like Susan and my siblings. We wait for the fire to stop, we don't call anyone. Then the house is back how it was, as if it was untouched, and we all go back in. I forgot this dream and remembered it when I was watching supergirl seeing a burning building.

Sometime in the past two weeks I dreamt I was going out onto my deck. All of the decks were connected; there were no railings. Our neighbors were outside grilling burgers on the left side of the deck outside of their house. We're about to start to talk and then the dream changed. I remembered this one when I went out on the deck and saw that the decks weren't conjoined like in the dream.

I had a nightmare I've had before. I am in a strange car and Lee (foster father) was driving me somewhere. I was in his car at least 30 minutes. Then we were on a bridge and he was very close to the edge and I don't know if there was water under the bridge. He was driving fast trying to kill me and him. I knew it was the second time it was happening but it didn't register that it was a dream.

Suddenly I was on the ice wearing white figure skates, Lee was taunting me. I did a single toe loop jump and a cross leg spin. There were other people on the ice, only females but they were androgynous. Suddenly I was in a house talking to "Susan" but he or she wasn't Susan. I asked if I could go figure skating, and whoever it was didn't answer.

This was a dream I've had many times. Bridges to me represent teleportation; going from one place to another very quickly. I was instantly on the ice and away from Lee. The ice is one of my dream symbols/dream patterns and if the symbol ice was interpreted symbolically it could have meant elvish heartbreak, but I've been waiting and waiting to do figure skating and I was sad in the dream because a part of me knew it was just a dream and I wasn't really on the ice. Yet the front of my mind didn't realize, or I would have stayed on the rink longer and blocked out Lee and looked for Michael and Gabriel and remembered what they looked like.

My dream incubation question was: What is my path back home, to the place in Heaven I was born by the two first archangels, and when I will see Stephen. I don't think this nightmare answered the question but reminded me to be calm, as ice to me symbolizes peace (ice skating always calmed me down back when I did it). I'm going to wait for a series of dreams and going to keep on asking the question/meditating on my spiritual Christian path until God speaks to me in a dream.

I was in a building. It was a cross between a college dormitory that had a commons room with food and a Heaven cafeteria or a faerie festival building. A guy I used to be in love with but got over was there. He was Asian but his name was Christian Bergman. Way older than me physically/biologically but chronologically I am older and though smaller stronger. Like me he is a martial artist.

There was a bedroom. He lead me to the bedroom and chased me. He wanted to rape me. I forgot about my soulmate and wanted to tell him to wait instead of stealing it from me. I wen to the commons room and sat down and CB kept trying to hurt me, I thought about side-kicking him but knew he would grab my leg even if I tried to pull it back fast, so I used my speed to my advantage. I was a little bit attracted to him but that was my body not him (well, my dream body).

Then Michael (the first archangel) was there looking like Susan. Suddenly God made Christian Bergman grow younger. He looked around 4 years old and like David Cooliks but Asian. He was talking with Michael and then he turned to me and said (and it's rare to remember what someone says to you in a dream), "I knew you were the light and the sun." He wanted to steal that light, but part of it was true love and he was apologizing, but I was a little bit afraid. Then he disappeared.

I was sitting on a couch next to a woman in her twenties that looked a little like my church friend Amy from the church I used to go to (in real life I switched churches). Amy's hair was dirty blonde and had a little bit of reddish brown to it. In the dream I was attracted to her. I saw two gay men kissing. I said, "Christians who are gay don't have sex." Amy said, mostly jokingly, "But sometimes we're tempted." She was eating an ice-cream sunday with whipped cream and fruit on the top. It whipped cream and fruit was almost frozen. When she said that she put some whipped cream on her finger and asked me to take my finger and take off some of the whipped cream. I hesitated, but my dream body was attracted to her, so I took some and ate it. Amy and I were laughing.

Focusing on Amy made me forget about Christian Bergman. Before he disappeared, Michael was teaching the kid version of Christian Bergman morals not to rape. I was calm.

Later at night I dreamt I was in a room filled with presents. It was kind of like a maze. I sat near or on one and thought it was my part of the universe that God was giving me. I woke up laughing. I had other dreams but I didn't feel like getting up to write them down.

Date of Dream: SAT 20 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 116 - Separated Sections

Dream 116 A - The Ginger Vampire (Nightmare)
I remember my dad was angry at me for something, I forgot what for exactly though. We were arguing quite a lot and he started to shout. I then decided I would take a walk around the block of the old neighbourhood. It started off okay but when I got to the top of the hill. There was this one house where a big white dog was behind the fence, barking it's head off... It was loud and scary. I walked past the house as quickly as I could and went back down the hill on the other side of the block. When I was at the bottom of the hill, there was this non-existent shop selling all these bags of potato chips, it's hard to describe because you couldn't see a shop but then apparently there was one.

I came back home with a few packets of chips to find that now my mum was angry with me. Apparently she was angry for the way I was talking to my dad earlier, so why was she blaming me? Because she's always sticking up for my dad no matter what. Soon though she calmed down and said that she needed to go to the shops. I said to her I could come but she wanted to keep putting it off because she couldn't be bothered. I said I'd be willing to go with her really early in the morning so she could get it out of the way and have the rest of the day free.

So we did go to the so called shops at the time the dream stated to be 9:30 AM. As we were sitting in the car in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, our ginger cat slinked up to my side of the car. She wasn't bad at the moment but I did notice that something was going to be off. My mum said something like “Zizi! You spent two and a half hours to come and look for us!”. Still, I wanted to find a way to shut my car window but I couldn't... The window was stationary and couldn't move. Then we hopped out of the car and that's when my cat turned really dark. She was hissing and making these long noises, at my mum first but my mum seemed to still be overwhelmed with awe... Like she was oblivious to the cat's demising nature. And then the cat turned to me and made even louder noises. Additionally, her teeth were showing. The most prominent feature were the added two white fangs that were massive and looked like white pearly daggers with a clean cut edge, just ready to slice some meat off a bone. The cat quickly made me wake up in fright at 4:57 AM.

Dream 116 B - Escaping Imprisonment
I was at my old house again, this time the dream was based in the backyard and a small section of the front yard. I started off in the backyard on the verandah where there were two beds... One was mine and the other one was grandma's. I was doing something in bed but I forgot what though and my grandma told me off. As soon as she did that, I had the thought in my head that I had no freedom at home and that I needed to leave and go somewhere else so I could get freedom that was being taken away by the other members of my family. The way I worded it to myself in muttering was, “I think I need a lucid dreaming partner, and fast”.

My grandma then got out of bed and started using a saw to cut small bits off the verandah at a time, like making an incision and then the little square chunk would break off. Although she had no physical contact me, a big cut was starting to appear on my thumb and bright red blood was oozing out of the wound. That's when I knew I had to get away now! The dream did show snapshots of me looking on my phone and during that time, I got the prompt to go to WB's place supposedly located in the far SE suburbs in the dream, to escape and seek refuge there.

I did tell my grandma that I was leaving to go somewhere and that's when she gets into a panic, calling my mum to come outside. Before my mum can get out, I decided to go to the other side of the house and try and hide there. That didn't work as my mum ended up popping her head out of the door on the laundry side. She asked me where I was going but I gave no details of WB. I only said to her that I thought it was time for me to find a dream partner and so I was going. I then zipped over back to the verandah side of the house but found out that my mum already had her head out the door. My brain in the dream thought that there could possibly be two of my mum... Or she could have teleported to each door. So she's still going off at me but at the same time, she let me leave.

So I went to the back gate and tried to pick the lock off so I could get out. As I was doing so, I could hear my mum saying to me “You'd better not go that way or dad will know”. The dream scene then showed my front porch area. My brother said something like “You'd better look out for Karla, she's trying to go somewhere”. The dream then went back to the backyard. I was frantically trying to lock the gate so the boys wouldn't get any sign of me being there. Then like Super Mario, when he receives the balloon power flower in Super Mario 64 DS, I started floating in the opposite direction towards the very back fence.

As I was floating, I could also hear myself singing to the music associated with that Mario soundtrack. Still, I was in a panic that my dad was going to get me if I didn't get away soon... That he'd be after me. It took a while to get out of the neighbourhood but when I did, I didn't panic as much. I then found myself floating down the Eastlink which I soon determined to be the wrong freeway. After a left turn, I then found myself correctly on the Monash Freeway, which didn't look like a freeway that much. I knew I was getting close to WB's place as I entered this whole region of peaceful greenery but before I could go any further, I woke up.



V Behind The Scenes V

It's the same length whether it's in this entry or another entry. So I thought I'd just do it here.

Dream No. 116 A:
Basically it started off bad and progressed into something worse and worse. When things are bad in a dream, I can call for my Dream Guide... But you know it's a true nightmare when you can't feel her energy at all. I might probably try and mentally train myself to call for Dreamy WB even in a nightmarish situation... Hopefully I may get some results after two weeks of training at my rate. That way, instead of the nightmare waking me up straight away, I actually have a chance to face it if I want to. In regards to the cat, it's like she was half way in between a cat and a grizzly bear... That's what my subconscious mind thought in a dream.

Dream No. 116 B:
In this dream, I felt like my whole family was restricting me from living life. It is strange how the beds were out on the verandah, it was day time in the dream though (well sometimes dreams just don't make sense at all). As soon as I told my grandma that I was leaving, she goes into a panic like "what did we ever do to you?" and calls my mum because she doesn't know how to deal with the situation. She uses my mum in real life too to help her with some things. The shopping, gardening, issues, etc. It's interesting how when you're in the middle of a fight or argument with someone, they don't care but when you leave them, then they care. Once again, this was a case of, seek your Dream Guide to help you. I read somewhere about unique energy signatures in dreams and Dreamy WB always possesses a warm energy, I'm always thinking of her as a mix of a friend, second mother, and therapist. Additionally, her dwelling always seems to be in these beautiful green fields that I can never fully reach on occasions... Such as in this dream.

Writing Expression
I realised I have written a lot down in this entry (not including Behind The Scenes). When on the computer, I always listen to music and when I was writing down Dream No. 116 A, I decided to listen to a track that resembles a nightmare. And then for a part of Dream No. 116 B, I was listening to that Balloon Mario OST track. Depending on what music I listen to, sometimes it fits the mood so well that I can write tons.

Well the first thing i remember is that i was laying down on my bed on my left side facing away from the wall looking towards my window. I didn't know it was a dream at first, until i faced the other way. As i faced the other way i came in contact with another body, My hand was resting on a torso and a armed draped over my shoulders, i stiffened, scared to even look at who i was touching, and thinking why the hell are they on my bed? I looked up and saw my ex boyfriend's face, he was smiling down at me and said something around the lines of, "Hey, did you want to finish watching this show?" I pushed off of him and sat up, "What the hell?! What are you doing here in my bed? How- When- Oh my gosh!" i yelled quickly. He shrugged and leaned in closer to my face, "You were the one thinking of me." He said with a smirk. I pushed his face away but when i did that i made my self fall off the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut instinctively as i fell backwards.

I felt my self falling but never felt any impact, even if a dream i still feel a numb thud when i fall down but this time i didn't, i just kept falling. I opened my eyes and i wasn't in my bedroom anymore, i was outside full of people, tents, animals and clowns. I looked down at my clothes hoping i had any, and i was wearing some sort of costume colored with bright pinks and blues. I got up quickly and looked around for something to give me clues. A guy noticed me and waved me to come over to him so i did. When i walked up to his table area he started to shove random items in my arms, "You're late, hurry up and get to your booth, the show must go on!!!" He yelled. I stared at him, i didnt know what i was suppose to do, i was lost, and afraid to do anything wrong.

He must've notice how dumbfounded i looked cause he just did this dramatic sigh and shoved me to a booth, i stumbled but made it to the booth and the guy had left by the time i turned around to ask him what i should be doing. I sighed dramatically. I looked at the front of the booth to see a sigh to show me what i should be doing. all i could read was, "Lucid Magic." and thought, 'I really don't want to be here.' i tried to walk away but i took one step and my whole body shifted to another area.

I was now standing in front of a glass room with a red button in the middle of the room and a large sign above that read, "Roast Yourself." and i laughed because i was thinking of random roasting sayings, my attention was brought back to the glass room when i saw a guy enter and he was smiling big. i went up to another guy who was the room keeper or something and curiously asked him, "Sir what is this booth suppose to be?" He smiled and said in a weird accent, "Well little lady this is the roast yourself room, when life isnt for you anymore, you come here." i was still confused. "Now see this young lad, his wife died in an accident and he wants to go with her." he finished. "Wait what do you mean??" i asked worried.

The guy in the room spoke up, "Im coming Ellen!!!" He yelled as he pressed the button, then from all directions of the glass room, blasts of fire sprung up and he started to burn. I panicked, "Hey! wait no! Hes Burning!!!" i yelled as i started to run to the guy but he raised his hands and i stopped, he didnt say no words but he was just smiling at me creepily as his face started to burn into a black char, then he was gone, fire stopped and everything was normal, i kept staring at the glass room and the room keeper stepped in front of me, "Would you like to give up?" He asked in a scary deep voice. I just started to run the other direction and just kept running, i was afraid the room keeper would come after me but when i turned back he was just there waving at me then turned to other people to continue to do his booth's job.

I grabbed my head and shut my eyes, i kept telling my self to wake up overs and overs but i couldnt wake up, i opened my eyes and the room keepers face was smiling at me ugly right in front of mine, i screamed loud and the dream ended.

(it was 7:04am when i woke up from the dream, i didnt really jump up or scream in real life like you see in movies but i just opened my eyes to my normal room.)

Well this was one of my crazy dreams when its hard to control because you barley feel like its a dream, so youre force to follow the plot no matter how scary. If you have any question or comments, you are able to leave them below.

Until Next Dream~

In my backyard there is a wooden platform, it has a garden on top of it. Standing in the garden is a beautiful women, she is wearing a white robe, and has long, wavy, brown hair. There are others surrounded her on their knees as she is reaching out her hand towards one of them. Everyone is memorized, I feel bliss, her is presence feels like something holy. My vision flashes and everything is the same, besides the garden is no longer there. The women in white is still interacting with the others. I now feel a very evil presence, so horrifying that I drop to my knees feeling sick, not being able to process thought. I look over and I see 4 blonde girls, running around in a circle, I recognize one and I call her over. I tell her what happened, and explain that something bad is going on, and I didn't get much interaction back. I realize everyone is in an altered brainwashed like state. I look down and try to move, as I crawl forward, a syringe stabs me in the hand, as I pull it out more start popping into my hands and arms. I repeatedly pull them out until I wake up feeling sick.

Date of Dream: THU 22 DEC - 2016



Thought I'd show you what a nightmare is like... No one to save you from the person that is actually trying to kill you! Now this is not just someone bashing you up... This is large-scale violence and gore! That's nightmares for you.


Dream No. 77 - All Fear With No Saviour
Nightmare!

It started off normally, I was apparently working at Review for the second time in dream history and what was interesting was that during this scene, there was a flashback to that first time. So in this place, the conditions were similar to that of normal employment in waking life. What was different though was the badges we were wearing. Appearently there were three badges of different sizes, some of them weirdly shaped, that we had to wear. I can't remember anymore of what happened in that scene.

So then the dream skipped to some strange looking train station and the atmosphere just wasn't right. This is where the dream progresses into a nightmare. There is some stranger woman of whom I know nothing about but she approaches me, yelling her head at me for some supposed crime I had done... But I didn't know anything of what I may have done. I don't think I did anything. Still, she insisted that she was going to call the police. After a long time defending myself, she made a deal... We had to exchange names. That's when I started running but still she calls out her name, Johanna. I didn't call out my name at all because I couldn't trust her, I just kept running.

Not long after, she was out of sight and I wasn't going to have anything to do with her ever again. Apparently the gates to the train tracks had open but only stupidly when the train took off... Not when it was standing there. This group of people were bound to run after it and I found out that the speed needed to catch the train was somethng like 2 seconds. So I was at the back of the group and at times, I felt like I was falling behind. Then the group actually detoured off the tracks and went down some strange looking alley ways.

It wasn't long in this detour that I lost sight of the group and so I had to go my own way. It seemed as though the further I got down these alley ways, they would become darker and messier. Then it was at the darkest and messiest point that I had a personal encounter with a toll. This encounter I had was with my deceased grandfather and his face was slightly scarred, with a menacing look pasted onto it. I was on the top of this small concrete balcony while he was at the bottom of it, amidist all the rubble, revealing a dark room in the background... Almost like the appearance of underneath a house. So he was climing the concrete stairs leading up to the balcony and as he would come up, I'd push him down as he looked like he wanted to get me. He did this two more times and I pushed him down two more times, with each push being harder. Then at the fourth attempt, he didn't come back up but he wasn't finished with me either. He brought out this extremely long hack saw and was directing it towards me. As it got close enough, I woke up from fright.

This was a strange one and I barely remember it. There was this dark evil entity causing chaos and death, so I tried to stop it, but she put me in a state of sleep paralysis. it was such an odd feeling, I could sense my body, but it was like it was far away or something. I don't think I have ever dreamed about SP, and when I do have an episode its always the same: It takes place where I went to sleep, and I am always aware of the room I'm in and anyone else who is in it.

Four nightmares last night. I blame the new mantra that I decided to try after a bad dream I had recently.

Here's Johnny!
I see a crude, black and white character creation screen and a small bedroom behind it. The "graphics" of the bedroom are life-like. I have to play a female character, but I get to choose an adjective that will determine her background, starting items and the story I experience. The prompt is "I am ______ ." First I write "I am holy." and I see the small bedroom change. Everything is white, golden and shiny, like some royal bedroom. But then I get an idea. What if my character got it on with all the NPCs? That would help me in the game for sure, and would be entertaining for me. So I write "I am dirty." and hit enter. The room instantly transforms. Everything looks worn, colorless and dirty. I manifest in the game as a teenage girl wearing a colorless dress and long blond hair. No shoes, no starting items, nothing.

There's a brand new door in the room. I didn't see that in the previous version of the room. The door has a large window and I can see that it leads downstairs to a mansion. The house beyond the door is in good condition, unlike my room. I go down the stairs, looking for the first NPC. I feel like I'm trespassing. I turn right after the stairs and the house starts to remind me of Resident Evil 7. I feel a person approaching behind me and I hide behind a cabinet. I remind myself that I want to meet NPCs, why would I be scared of this first one? I step forward and meet the stranger. It turns out to be Jack from RE7...well shit.

I attempt to talk, but he just wants to kill me. I run and meet a young man with a weapon. He tries to protect me, but Jack makes short work of him. I find an exercise machine with a saw blade and some chainsaw chains stuck in it. I pick up the whole thing and try to hit the saw part into Jack. I succeed and Jack informs me that I dealt 63 dmg, while he pulls the blade out of his body. "Unfortunately, you would need to hit me 40 times with that!" he continues. Jack gathers the chain around his fist and tries to punch me. I summon a bucket out of thin air and block the attack. He's way stronger than me. There's no hope of winning this fight. So I peace out...by waking up.

Don't Fall
I'm back in army. For whatever reason I'm on top of a six floor building. It's windy and I lose my footing. I slide off the edge, but manage to hang on. However, the roof is smooth, there's nothing to grab and I can't hold on forever, I'm bound to fall. I am scared. And so I peace out again, by waking up.

LD 90 - Gravity Manipulation
I'm in army AGAIN. This time I'm in the building, on fifth floor or something. I'm just observing two anime characters having a dialogue. They disappear and I notice the hallway I'm in has toilets. My roommate appears from one room and asks "Where do they keep the lawn mowers here?" I'm pretty sure I know the answer, but I see a cleaning lady and ask her about it. "Each barracks has a storage on the first floor." "Right, you heard her." I tell my roommate and he wanders off.

Scene changes. I'm on the roof again. This time there's two DCs with me. Wind takes me off my feet again and I slide off the edge. I manage to hold on with both arms, but there still isn't anything to grab. I hope one of the DCs would help me. They see me, but don't act. I feel fear and become lucid. "I'm not falling. Calm down." I tell myself, but I can't shake the fear. I focus on feeling lighter and that works. I decide to flip gravity all together. I want to feel gravity pulling me from the opposite direction. Free fall into space. That would be a new one. I start to feel being pulled into the sky. I see a light on the roof. It's the tractor beam of a spaceship! Then everything becomes blurry and I go blind. I fail to bring visuals back before I'm pulled out of the dream completely and wake up.

Then the last dream was some rich kids having an orgy in my grandma's house while she was gone. Also my hair looked terrible in that dream. I consider that one a bad dream too.

Slept 7.5 hours last night. I've been lacking sufficient REM sleep lately, having not slept enough for the majority of the week, and I think that's why I started dreaming and woke up about 30 minutes later, then fell back asleep with no recollection of dreams for the rest of the night. Weird how that works -- I'll have to do some more research.

The one dream I remember was from that 30 minute period shortly after going to bed. I was at home home, as in my parent's house, which I only go to during breaks from college nowadays. There were spiders all over the place. I'm freaking terrified of spiders. D: The other weird thing in this dream was that my dad was nervous just like I was, when in the waking world he tells me to stop being so scared of things like that. Yet that wasn't enough to clue me in to lucidity. But it was close. Ish.

I need a new reality check. Checking my watch hasn't worked in years, and attempting to fly worked a few times, but it simply hasn't occurred to me during a dream. And I'm not doing the trying to breathe with your nose plugged thing, because the idea of not being able to breathe scares me. o.o Maybe I'll try the one where you push your finger through your hand. We will see.

WBTB
I RC and I'm realise I'm dreaming! I attempt to fly to my solar system, but the sky is the limit. :bangshead: The sky says in clouds "SMYM" It stands for "show me your moves" but I only picked up on that when I awoke. I then had a bit of a lucid nightmare in a maze, but I woke up in time.

Multiple false awakenings and paralysis made for one hell of a night. Enjoy the terror I just went through to make it easier, since everything runs together, I bold the spots where I have a false awakening and my commentary when I'm awake will be in italics

I don't really remember the dream leading up to this point, but I remember getting ready for bed. My boyfriend's already asleep on his side, and I've got an unknown person (I knew him in the dream, but I dont know who it was now) sitting on my side, leaving just enough room for me to lay between them and my boyfriend.

Instead of getting in on the side, I decide that it makes sense to crawl into bed from the bottom. I'm halfway up the bed, and I see a small shadowed figure flicker in front of me. I remember saying, "Oh hell no, that's it for me. I'm done," and I wake myself up. I reflect on what a weird dream that was, sitting up in the dark in bed to gather my thoughts. The end unsettled me, so I was trying to calm down.

I'm just beginning to lay down when I feel the bed shift from behind me (my back is to the side of the bed, I'm facing my boyfriend). I immediately think cat just as a hand grabs my upper shoulder. I let out a squeak of alarm and jolt awake. And of course, I've got some sleep paralysis going. I rarely ever experience this, so it's making me panic. I'm trying not to. I'm struggling to keep my eyes open, and I want to move to keep myself awake, but I can't. I try to call out to my boyfriend but I can't talk.

I get this slow, cold dread that trickles through me because I'm realizing there's a good chance I'm not actually awake again. I have no way to confirm if I am or not. I want to force myself to stay away but I just can't. I feel the bed moving again, like someone crawling from the end of the bed up to me, and I throw myself into panic overdrive.

I jerk awake and though this time I'm sure I'm awake, I still can't move. I can barely keep myself awake but at this pint I know if I fall asleep I'm right back where I left off and I don't want that. I slowly, slowly come out of the paralysis and I roll over. I get up and check the light in the bathroom (my reality check is to make sure lights stay on when I turn them on. It's always my tip off, more to let me know if I'm in a false awakening over lucidity). It works, thank god. I'm exhausted but terrified to sleep.

I finally make my way back to the room. I lay down, and toss and turn for a good ten or fifteen minutes. I shut my eyes and try to drift off a few times but keep rolling over. I lay on my stomach and hide my face in my pillow and really do my best to sleep.

Again, I roll over. Damnit, I thought I was asleep, and I'm still just lying here. I've had it. I don't feel very good, and I'm going crazy just laying here. I untangle myself from my blankets, and pet my cat for a few moments, since he's lying on the end of my bed. As I put my feet over the edge to stand up I turn on my bedside light. It flickers and turns off and I have half a second to panic and think "oh no, oh my god I'm asleep" when hands grab my ankle and I scream, jolting myself awake and also waking my boyfriend.

He's not mad, he understands I'm terrified at this point. He motions me to come over, and I do. I scramble back and lay down, my back to him. He wraps his arms over me and hugs me tight, reassuringly. The man from my first dream is back, but again I know him, and to me it makes sense that he's there (still no idea who he was). He sees I'm terrified and he lays down, facing me, and hugs me too.

I shut my eyes and try to fall back asleep. The bed trembles like someone's running over the mattress. My eyes snap open and with no warning about 3 or four hands and arms wrap around me. One around my neck, one around my waist, one around my lower legs, and one like, goes up the leg of my shorts and comes out the waistband, and at once they all haul me back to my side of the bed, telling me something along the lines of "you aren't waking up again".

I wake up into paralysis again but the terror is so great I manage to whimper out half my boyfriend's name before it completely takes over. He doesn't wake up (jerk) and I'm stuck laying right where I was when the demons were dragging me. I am terrified, I have no idea if I'm awake or not and no way to tell. I'm trying desperately to keep myself awake and I can't. I want to keep myself awake until the paralysis wears off so I can check the lights, but I keep dozing. At this point I'm not sure if I've already fallen back asleep or if this was just me being paranoid and scared, but I remember dozing and then jerking my eyes open again when I felt my bed begin to shift, like someone was crawling on it. I thought I was awake, because my mind was like, "no this isn't happening. Things like this only happen in your dreams", but now I don't know if I was actually awake or not.

Finally the paralysis wears off, and I'm scrambling up. It's morning and light's coming in from the window. My boyfriend is gone, in his place are my mom and my uncle, and WWE diva Alicia Fox (who is apparently my best friend, even though she's not even one of the diva's I actually like...). I tell my mom, "It's happening again. The false awakenings are getting worse" and she and my uncle share a look.

"The demon's are trying to take you," my mom explains. "If you hadn't woken up when you did, they would have dragged your soul from your body and you wouldn't have been able to wake up."

"What do they want from me?" I ask, following the three of them to the living room. My uncle turns to look at me.

"We don't know. But you'e not falling back asleep. We're sending Andrew (my older cousin) instead. He'll ask them what they want."

This strikes me as really stupid and dangerous, and I shake my head.

"No. I need to be the one to go." Mom and my uncle try to argue with me and I don't let them. "They obviously want me, and they want me alive. If they wanted me dead they would have killed me. And if we send Andrew instead of me, they'll kill him. Let me go."

As we're having an argument over who's going, Alicia goes and hooks herself up to this machine that induces dreaming. Straps with little sensors on them go around her waist, wrists, and ankles, and a cap goes on her head. She's standing in my room (now with no beds, just this contraption) hooked to this thing, and her dream is broadcast on TV monitors.

She confronts the demons. They need me for something (no idea what) and Alicia wants to go in my place. They tell her she isn't good enough and she gives this huge, long speech about how she can handle whatever they throw at her, etc. At one point she rips off the sensor around her waist (that was apparently holding her in place) and throws it down in defiance. This turns into a promo for her for wrestling. There's a crowd of fans watching her, and as she stands up to them the crowd starts chanting "Lisa! Lisa! Lisa!"

Apparently that's for her, and her parents (standing with me watching her) cry with happiness that the crowd loves her. The wrestling show ends and the crowd leaves. I'm walking to my car (because now it's at an arena, not my apartment) and I see two divas I actually do care about. They're playing basketball and their ball gets away from them. I get excited because now I get to hand it to them and meet them, but when I turn, they're already walking away and someone else takes the ball.

The divas meet my eye, and I give them a sad smile. This morphs into me going on a picnic with a whole car full of WWE Divas and the last memory I have is taking off my watch and laughing with two of them as I slowly wake up.

As I said sleep paralysis is really uncommon for me. I can count on one hand the number of times I've experienced it. I dont know if it counts having that paralysis in a false awakening but it was really weird now that I think back on it.

EDIT: As I've been thinking over the dream throughout the day, I remember a few pieces I've left out. We're having really bad wind here right now (category 2 hurricane force winds) and I remember I was really worried about my bird feeder. One of my false awakenings had me waking up and going out to the balcony to check on it. It was broken, and I remember trying to get the broken piece from under our patio furniture when someone/something made me rush back inside and leave it for morning.

I remember at one point as well explaining to my mom, uncle, and Alicia that I knew this was a dream that we were in right now because the lights wouldn't stay on. Alicia asked why that mattered and I gave a lengthy explanation about reality checks and how this was mine, how it worked, and then said, "it isn't gonna work this time though because one, I need some more sleep, and two, we're in the middle of something."