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Was listening to my grandpa tell a story about how he purchased a boat to escape enemy forces during wartime and helped a bunch of other people escape, then built his house out of the lumber from that boat.

The whole thing seemed pretty out there and I thought to myself "Am I really going to believe that any of this is even remotely feasible when I wake up."

But I kept listening and made a mental note to remember it, nodding my head until he was done. Blood started coming out of his mouth and he lulled his head onto the table when he finished the story.

So I was like "Alright. Later, GP." and exited the dream. I was still asleep with all my senses shut off but was thinking about the dream to make sure I'd remember it. Then I heard the noise machine in my bedroom and played around with the volume, making it sound louder or quieter, just because I've been practicing lately.

Eventually woke myself up and immediately realized how dumb that story was.

I keep hearing this noise as I am trying to fall asleep. Eventually it gets too loud and appears to be coming from the TV. I pull the blankets off and said knock it off, my eyes caught a glimpse of slash marks surrounding the carpet floor despite having all the lights turn off. This TV has done strange things in the past before so I shrug it off and tried to go back to sleep. That's when I began feeling ill and felt heavy but only in my head general area.

The pressure began getting too intense so I got up and decided I should try to focus on something else instead of sleep. I struggle getting off the bed and I struggle even more when my feet touch the ground. I could hardly walk, the pressure in my head began to sky rocket to the point where I heard a loud bang. I attempted to open the front door of the room to get some help but quickly got dizzy. I started having clarity that I am in a dream as I could feel someone taking over my control of the dream body. Moving it and even thinking in a different way, feeling confuse didn't take long for me to wake up.

I appear on the bed in different position than I was in before, I had still gained some lucidity and could still hear a noise around me. Every time I attempted to move the blankets would tie all around my legs. I kept feeling a prickling sensation through out my lower body. This went on for 10 seconds, that's when I lost awareness. I wake up again thinking I must've had a lucid dreaming and disliking how I didn't get the time to do anything adventurous.

I got up and saw the bathroom lights were on and had running water flooding the floor. It was turning in to a real mess, I turn shower off and got out. I could overhear my mother speaking to someone but didn't really care to listen. I tried putting my socks to prepare for the day. It was only once I wake up again that I realize I had a false awakening. Lucidity Time: 31 seconds

Afternoon of March 12, 2015. Thursday.



This dream was based on an ongoing real-life event when I was resting in the late afternoon/early evening, except that my dream is an extreme exaggeration of thoughts I had previously, before I learned more about what was going on. The event involved a telephone company digging a hole right near our house and even blocking off our fence and gate and ability to leave our own backyard. There was no notification that they would be doing this and it is yet another good example of the thoughtlessness and imposition of modern society and the incompetence of the infrastructure in general.

In my dream, we seem to be living in a different region where urban renewal is going on. It seems as if we live in the downstairs apartment of a commercial building (which may also be connected to someone else’s business) of some sort. The ceilings are quite high. The walls are concrete but the building seems to have a large crack near the front of it - related to the adjoining sidewalk and street. There is an area where you have to step across a crevice to go from the building’s front entrance to the sidewalk. It seems some of the cracking was made worse by recent digging related to the so-called urban renewal and no one was informed about the dangers they would be exposed to if continuing to live in their own homes.

Kitty corner from our fictional in-dream apartment building is a house similar to the one we presently live in in reality. However, there seems to be adjoining apartments on one side as well as a large parking area in the back of the other apartments. An unfamiliar female and her older son live in the house, renting it. At one point, even though I am not lucid, I become more and more annoyed by all the digging and building activity going on to where I develop a sense of having special abilities. I decide to attempt to bring things back to how they were. At this other house, I lift entire sections of the sidewalk up using nothing but my hands and notice that the concrete is still somewhat soft and moist but still hard enough to pick up in larger pieces. I remove the entire sidewalk from each area of the corner in both directions and am able to toss it into the street where mostly only smaller debris is left. I remove all the construction fencing and smaller barriers blocking the area as well. For some reason, I also tell the unknown female that I will help her find a much better house in the area (even suggesting that I will create it out of nothing with mental powers). I tell her that I am taking control of the entire town.

At this point, a group of people (of about eight or so) who apparently serve me and my unwavering goal are lined up near the curb. They are all wearing some sort of black-and-white uniform. I notice my wife as well as male friends from junior high school and a couple unfamiliar people. I ask them how many people they have eliminated from the area and the report is twenty, although I eliminate several people as well. I do not do this violently, however (which I suppose is unusual considering how angry I am). I mostly only focus and wave my hand to cause their elimination - possibly teleportation to another region rather than instant death. There is one scene near the parking lot where I am talking to the unknown female and someone I do not see closes their back door as if they thought I was looking into their apartment (which was not the case - all I was aware of was a shadowy area near a screen door prior to this).

Near the last part of my dream, I somehow (using some sort of in-dream “magic” or mental will - though I am still not lucid) wave my hands to seal up all cracks in the buildings, including our apartment house (recurring). Parts of the entire building and areas of the street move to more properly adjoin and stabilize. From there I go on to refurbish any areas that were ruined by the so-called urban renewal project.

A few government buildings, including a police station, are completely and swiftly covered with large vines until only a park-like area is left. It is interesting how I repair some buildings while others are swiftly split up and crumbled into dust by plants. Everything seems to be going well at this point.

Most of this dream is based on real impressions and experiences (and a level of wish fulfillment) other than the ongoing imposition just outside our window. There was even a time in real life fairly recently where someone started to set up equipment and a lot of demolition fencing right near our house and fence. This was by mistake on this occasion, but by the time we got his attention (yelling directly at him had no effect whatsoever - apparently he was hard of hearing but we did not know this), he had already emptied the truck. He seemed to partially blame us for his ridiculous mistake - partly by living in a house that was vaguely similar to where he was actually supposed to go - apparently no address was given to him; talk about an insane level of incompetence. (Apparently we were also somehow supposed to know he was hard of hearing as well as knowing the exact moment he started unloading the heavy materials when we were in the house for a time and were not aware he was there at first).

Dream
Lucidity

I was in a lit up hallway and wondered if I was dreaming. I did a reality check of my hand and counted six fingers. I said "This is a dream!" and started running through the call. I came up to a window and tried going through it but my lower body got stuck on the wall. Eventually I was able to go through and saw people playing volleyball on a pool and soccer on a soccer court. I thought of what to do and I figured I'd increase how vivid my dream was. I asked out loud "How do I increase my lucidity!?" The thought came to me that I had to truly know I was dreaming, so I questioned my environment and made note of the awkward things going on. I tried doing a few things like destroying a bag that was making noise, trying to use fire on it but nothing happened. I said to myself "I have to expect I will destroy it with fire if I want it to happen" as I said that, a plane passed overhead, making a loud, annoying sound. I added "Just like I have to expect this plane to go away". The plane eventually got away and I made my way to the roof of the building.

There was a huge gap and expecting myself to safely clear the gap, I jumped, soaring high and landing safely on the building across from the one I was on. I jumped down to the pavement and pinpointed a location on a tall building, ran, yelled, and jumped! I soared into the air as I zoomed towards the roof, finally grabbing on and pulling myself up to the roof. The buildings in the area were old Spaniard looking buildings. On the roof, I saw a few people below me and did a drop assassination on a girl but instead of killing her, I had sex with her.

Visiting a monastery with my meditation teacher, someone mentions "The Sound of Angels". And then we hear it - a noise so high pitch that I don't actually hear it with my ears, but rather, I feel it in my head. Deafeningly loud, it pervades my whole perception of sound until that's all I experience. Then it stops, the maker of the noise pausing to take another breath before continuing. I join in with the noise making because I don't know what else to do really.

Everyone stops as a well respected woman is now inside another building, giving some rare advice. I open the door before I can really think much about it and see just one person sitting with her. This person is very nervous and doesn't look prepared to take the advice and use it, so I sit down with them. The woman has a hard time with English, but there is a book she is reading from that we all have a copy of. I gently read along with her to encourage her that she's pronouncing it right. We come to a spot where a bunch of pages are missing. Maybe 20 pages. My book has them all torn out, and so does her book. She looks at me, not knowing what to do next. I tilt my head back toward the heavens and start making "The Noise of Angels". The woman is astonished that I know how to do this, and I figure out from her that it is really rare to be able to make that noise. To me, it is like a cry; a wailing; not really very pleasant, and yet very calming at the same time...

The monks nearby join me in making the noise, and I appear to be the noise making leader at this point. For no other reason than I know how to make it easily. I do it as I breathe in and also as I breathe out, so I can sustain it with only minimal gaps during the transition of the breath. It also feels like I'm flexing my ear muscles in order to make it - the ones that affect your hearing and ear pressure.

My meditation teacher and Shiela start to talk about the noise. Apparently, ever since Shiela has discovered that it exists, she has found several movies about it and has not been bored since the discovery. I follow the two of them upstairs in a big house. Shiela turns off to go into her room, then my teacher turns to go into his room, leaving just me in the hallway. I see my friend D in the hallway. We smile and say hi. Seeing a bathroom, I realize I really have to pee. But it's the only one nearby, and I don't want to take it from D, so I leave in search of another. At the top of the stairs, I see a rather exposed bathroom. Waist high walls, and a shelf that makes it really hard to tinkle into the drain because I can't get very close. I try anyway, using my precision accuracy I've developed with the tinkle cannon, but part way through, get a feeling that Shiela will soon come this way. I stop part way through, and flush, then go down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, is a sink. The base of the sink begins to leak from my flush, and spreads across the wooden floor to a thick rug. I run over and grab paper towels, soak up the wet rug area, then wipe it up back toward the sink. I recall the sink had been leaky for a while, so I am happy to have finally found the source of the leak - the toilet above. J-Rad is also happy we found the leak - I see him in the other room.

I wake up to find the same frequency noise emitting from the chime bar on my alarm clock!

I've posted the lucid dream at the bottom of this entry but I'm going to start with some non-lucids. I don't usually post my non-lucids in the Dream Journal, but this was a cool series of four NLDs all from the same night as the lucid. All of the NLDs featured Dreamer as well as some other DV folks. The first dream about the magical fox was probably one of the funniest I've ever had.

NLD#1: The Magical Fox

Lots of people on DreamViews are in a big, active study group on advanced dream control. There are 40 or 50 of on this subforum and everyone’s got workbooks that they update regularly. Definite participants include me, Dreamer, Xanous, sivason, NyxCC, and Sensei.

There’s tons of excitement and everyone’s improving rapidly. At some point, we come up with a strange plan to capture a rare, magical animal to use as a class pet. This will somehow improve everyone’s dream control even more. We come up with this awful plan to cut down all of these ancient trees in an old growth forest to drive the creature out of its habitat so that we can more easily capture it.

I’m embarrassed to say that I and nearly everyone else in the class was totally for this plan, but Dreamer is dead-set against it. She objects, begging the study group not to do this and not to destroy this creature’s way of life just to improve our skills a little bit. But everybody’s too excited about the plan to listen.

Dreamer puts a desperate plan into motion. She announces in her workbook that, “I just GASSED!” (Meaning “passed gas”.) And somehow this amazingly strong, room-clearing stench hits the nose of every DV member at same time that she makes this announcement. Everyone stops what they’re doing, horrified.

Now that she has farted her way into everyone’s attention, Dreamer gives a rousing, moving speech about how what we’re about to do is wrong and that we have to change out ways. She says that this magical creature should be free and that it should serve as an inspiration for us out there in its natural home. We shouldn’t be destroying the place that it loves.

She convinces everyone and we halt our plans to deforest the fox's home. Instead, the study group travels out to the forest to commune with the creature and learn advanced dream control this way. The dream ends with a scene of several people sitting down meditating and several others talking about how inspired we all were by Dreamer’s speech.

NLD #2: The Dreamsign
After Dreamer and I exchanged Skype messages during WBTB, I had the following dream (and a huge missed dreamsign):

I look over to see that I’ve received a skype message from Dreamer. It says, “You did wind up falling asleep, right?” I feel guilty for still being “awake” and looking at the clock instead of trying harder to get into a dream. I fret about this for a bit before finally replying with something jokey.

It never occurs to me that she was basically trying to tell me that I’m dreaming right now.

NLD #3: The Watch
This one’s a little hazy, but Dreamer and I have come into possession of a complex, advanced wristwatch that an elderly black woman constructed by hand.

From the top of a parking garage, we get into a car and ride around in the back seat, me watching as Dreamer disassembles the watch into all of these tiny pieces. I worry a bit about how to keep the pieces from getting lost in the car.

We go to some other building to do something important and possibly dangerous, but I can’t recall what was involved.

NLD #4: Hot Street Fighter II
This dream was a cross between skyping and exchanging DV forum posts, the conversation taking place entirely between me and Dreamer.

Dreamer: “I had a dream where you had these super HOT scenes with ladies from Street Fighter II.”

She goes on to mention that she was telling a couple of other DV friends (including KristaNicole07) about the dream. She asks, “I wanted to know if it was okay to tell them you don’t have a beard.”

I ask why they’d need to know that and Dreamer responds: “It’s really relevant to what happened in this dream.” Whatever the reason is that this is relevant, it appears to be highly amusing to her.

After I woke up from this one it occurred to me that there is only one female character in the original Street Fighter II. Maybe we can count Cammy of Super Street Fighter II. Because otherwise, the dream implied that I had a “hot” scene with Blanka or Ken or one of the rest of the crew.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #230: Bold Talk

I’m at home, walking through the master bathroom toward the gym. I’m clumsy, staggering around like I’m dizzy or drunk. Out of nowhere there’s a buzzing noise, electric and unbearably loud. It reminds me of the transition into a dream and I realize that I’m dreaming right now.

I don’t feel stable right away but I furiously rub my hands together, immediately remembering my goal to try to gain total control and confidence in this dream.

“This is my lucid dream!” I bark. “I can do anything!” The gym looks dark and I don’t want to double back. It doesn’t matter, I remember right away that the next thing I want to do is phase outside. I phase through an external wall, expecting to end up outdoors but end up in some new, relatively empty room. It looks like it belongs in my house but it’s not a room that I recognize. Fine. Again! I try another phase through the outer wall…

And wind up in a larger, more bare version of my master bathroom. I’m a little annoyed but I figure that confidence will carry me through this in the end. I hit a nose pinch reality check, breathing in and out a couple of times to cement in my mind that this is a dream.

There’s a mirror and I look over at it to see a more hulking, slightly angrier-looking version of myself. I decide to try to summon Dreamer. I say, “There’s a woman here, right behind!” There’s an uncertain stir in the mirror’s image. I remember to hurriedly add, “And it’s gonna be Dreamer!”

This isn’t working and I don’t have a DC to repurpose as Dreamer. I turn away from the mirror, intending to switch to a handshake summon, but the dream ends.

Dream
Lucidity


I dreamt I was with Desirae somewhere and was teacher her about Lucid dreaming. She ends up getting crushed by some wood but she's still alive. I remember her eyes looked really strange. Her pupils were really really small and her eyes where a very bright blue
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In my other dream I was somewhere with a lot of sand. I remember there being water or a pool. Someone told me I had to stay outside in the sandstorm and a few inmates were working on the dirt on some tractors. I went inside and someone was mad at me so I left and went to some place where there were monsters and volcanoes.
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I dreamt that I was in a country with a police state. Artists were banned and people had to swipe their IDs to do mostly everything. I met a person and she was part of an underground group. I was a woman during this part. We went to her apartment and she was with another woman. I was a guy again. I was also with a black dude. We started asking questions as to why all this was going on. I started talking about Youtube and the women got surprised and started whispering. I said something about Youtube again and for them to show it to us. The black guy started telling them something and I said something also. I got up on the bed they were and started saying "This can't be happening... this is a dream" One of the girls said "This isn't a dream". I looked at my hands and counted my fingers saying "This is a dream this is a dream this is a dream" in hope that none of the dream was true. I then slowly started realizing I was in a dream and said slowly: "This is a dream..." and realized I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands to stabilize the dream and then looked at my hands again. I looked up at the girls and used some sort of magic on them, which pushed them away. My eyes kept closing and I yelled to my dream "Keep my eyes open!" and they opened. It was hard to keep them like that. I decided to get out of there and did a dream spin. While spinning, I saw purple arrows pointing left, which was the direction I was spinning. I was telling myself "Take me somewhere I want to be, somewhere awesome and real" I ended up in my room, on my bed. I found it weird that was the place I wanted to be. It was hard to get up and keep my eyes open. There was also a noise coming from my right ear, like a fan or a small motor. I woke up and was in the same place and position I was in while in my dream.

Ah! So close so close so close... Slept 8.5 hours today, not surprising after last night's early waking, at first I thought I had no recall but then memories came in from the night from multiple scenes and did quick journal. Woke once or twice during the night but just too tired to journal.

Decided I still felt sleepy enough to try for a WILD again. Spent about an hour trying to sleep, with mantra going ("I'm dreaming" mostly) with visualization of desired scene. It was a fun scene so didn't really feel the time going by . Probably the wrong thing to do (visualizing the scene and playing with it)? Felt like I was trying to "make it happen" by holding the scene in my mind. At one point I did get some body hallucinations: like I was swinging. I could change the feeling from front/back swinging to side-to-side swinging like on a huge hammock. I know, I know, "don't fiddle with the noise, sonny." . I was on my back for all this, not my usual sleeping position.

Didn't feel like I was making progress, so I rolled over to side (usual sleeping position), and decided just to "let it happen" instead of trying to "make it happen," let go of visualisations, did my usual "go to sleep/dream" relaxing/releasing of mind/thoughts, but kept "I'm dreaming" mantra. And pretty soon my breathing became a bit shaky and laboured, my heart rate went up a bit, and my mind entered a feeling just like how lucidity feels in a DILD, yet I was totally aware as it occurred! Tried to stay relaxed and kept mantra going. Strong feeling of excitement/anticipation. But I didn't see anything except the back of my eyelids. I thought "where's the dream?" Feeling subsided a bit, and I found I could "push" back towards it a little.

Didn't make it in but that's the closest I've ever been....but jeez after an hour of visualization, no dream images waiting for me!?

Anyway, "Let it happen" seems to be the key, which is I believe just what Sageous is teaching . Also I think it's not a bad mantra...

The experience gives me confidence that I can in fact WILD! Just have to hold on to the patience longer and let the dream form...

Dream recall from today's nap. Go figure there were actually some repair works outside that i could hear only barely, and that managed to influence dreams to such extent...

Dream 1(fragments):

I was woken up by loud noise of machinery outside then i tried to fall back to sleep and there was some different weird noise.

Dream 2(fragments):

There was video game about war between two factions, which then turned to be some mission from AM: Air Attack, namely based on second mission but with alot of ground placed high explosives everywhere.

Dream 3:

I was some character in anime and there was a story about some spiritual realm, there were two anime kids and i was helping them and we were on the bridge near huge waterfall. One of us accidentally dropped bottle with some liquid, and as it broke it summoned some weird creatures that we had to fight. We all had some special powers though, one of us could summon weapons.
Then we went to the city and there was some academy place where we practiced those powers, but also we were trying to figure out something. Later i discovered some dimension that was under the academy, which consisted of stairs and platforms floating in the air and was really foggy. There was some entity that was saying something about end of the world, and then it activated something and disappeared. On the way back alot of people from academy came and were blaming me for activating the of the world trigger and then we had to fight more weird creatures from earlier.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was at home and there were alot of some repair works outside, noise and workers that were trying to 'fix' everything. They even came into my room somehow.

Dream recall from today's nap.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was at home and there was a weird noise coming out from a router(i don't even have router IWL).

Dream 2:

I was apparently typing dreams into dreamviews DJ, remembering ones from earlier(fake memory i guess, or?), i had already had many typed, more that usual, huge walls of text. I decided to reread them while visualizing. One was about some kind of base, which then turned into XCOM-like fight on that base.
As i was reading i was interrupted by family and there was talk about sleeping schedule, but i refused to change it. I was back to checking DJ and was one about battle in AI War and some missile frigates, clearing up the territory. Then i had one lucid dream i was typing as well(Except it was not lucid, but i was thinking it's lucid when was typing), in which i was at home and was ambushed by some robotic drone, but saw it's reflection and punched it away before it could do anything. Before i could finish typing/visualizing, dream ends.

Ok so I had this dream about 1 or 2 years ago... I was in my house and then all of the sudden I thought I heard something outside. I went out to go see what. When I got outside I didn't see anything... Until i looked up. I saw a huge flaming meteor about 40 ft above the ground come from the top left area of where I was looking and it headed more to the right and downward at high speed. It crashed behind some trees. And when it did, I saw a huge beam of light burst from where it crashed, and heard an EXTREMELY LOUD screeching noise. I swear, it was literally the loudest thing I've ever heard. Real life, or dream. Heh... The sound itself was really high pitched and sounded like "PEEEEAAAAAAAAA" and then quickly followed by a really loud explosion.

Has anyone else ever heard anything extremely loud in a dream before? Seriously this was louder than anything I've ever heard before.

I took a nap a few minutes ago, and accidentally made it to the "tired-but-not-asleep" state. The state where reality blends with dreams. I thought, "I wonder if I can induce a dream." I used the FILD method and instantly heard a loud noise screaming over and over. It was my name being yelled on a loop. I panicked and tried to run, but told my self not to, because I knew it was a dream. The noise stopped. I was standing in darkness. I thought of my bedroom and began building the room. The walls appeared, and then, for some reason I still do not know, I panicked again. My body froze, and I felt numb. My name was called again and I began to wake. I pleaded to myself to stay asleep, but it was too late.

I woke up and couldn't move. It felt like my entire body was asleep. I moved my arm and numbing tingles shot up to my shoulder. I waited a minute and finally got up. Dad said he had been yelling for me to wake up for five minutes.

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The horrible student

Once again, I was at my teacher practice. I had a group of students that I had had several times before for real. However, today a new student had joined this group. Apparently, he was called "Crayfish" due to his special haircut, which looked rather cool. Because of this it was easy to recognize him even from behind, because the haircut looked extra special at the back of his neck and was very characteristic for him. I got this short presentation of him by the dream itself as I saw him from behind. At the same time I had this really ominous feeling because of him.

When he had entered the classroom I quickly realized that he was a horrible person. He was very rude all the time, stood and walked around in the classroom without any respect whatsoever and we did not even have a lesson because of him. When he had said about the hundredth rude thing to me I could not stop myself, so I slapped his cheek. He did not like this. For a few seconds he stared darkly at me and then he quickly punched me in the stomach. I wondered if I should hit him back, but decided that it was best not to. After all, it could get really dangerous. The others just stood around in the classroom and did not dare to say or do anything. They seemed to fear "Crayfish".

Later during the same lesson, or maybe on the next lesson with this group, it got even worse. "Crayfish" held my arms and dragged me around the floor. I was frightened and could not do anything and I did not dare say anything. Still, no one else dared to say or do anything either. When he finally released me I quickly got up on my feet and ran out of the classroom, to the right in a corridor and came into a rather large, wooden room with several teachers sitting and having a coffee break or something. I was almost out of breath and desperately cried "We need HELP in there!" and added something about "Crayfish". The teachers in the room looked puzzled and even shocked. Then one of them (a woman in her thirties or fourties, I think) stepped forward and walked back with me to the classroom. In some way she managed to get him out of there by saying something. However, the lesson seemed to be over anyway.

The next day I had the same group again. Somehow I was sure that "Crayfish" would not show up today. But I was wrong. Outside the classroom several platforms (like those at a train station) passed by (or maybe it was the classroom that was moving). Soon it stopped and I could see "Crayfish" stand out there with his characteristic hairstyle and his back facing the classroom. This view felt very ominous to me once again, but even more this time and I knew that he would turn around any second and walk into the classroom...

I do not remember anything more from this dream and I believe it just faded away after I had seen this last image of his back.


A weird way to awaken

After I had had another dream I heard a noise which made me begin to awaken. I had now awakened enough to notice that I was in my bed, but was really confused about the noise that was heard. I thought that it sounded like cinnamon in sound form... I groggily turned around several times in confusion to try and hear from which direction I heard this noise, but this was very hard to tell. Finally, I noticed a stuffed elk to the right in my bed. I realized that "they" had somehow hidden the noise inside it. I grabbed its leg, which felt like stuffed animal legs normally do. However, the stuffed elk was soon gone and I begun wondering if that noise was really my alarm clock. But I still felt confused, because I still did not recognize it. As I thought about it some more I begun to fully awaken and realized that it actually was my alarm clock...