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Me and my sister are in a submarine with and older man with grey hair and his son who looks older than me and my sister. The submarine malfunctions and the man says he has to park it on the sea floor. He doesn't have time to find flat sea floor to park it because it's already going down so it's gets parked on a hill underwater making us a little tilted. The man then tries to use the submarines phone, but it doesn't work either. The man says we have to leave the submarine than try to swim to the top. The older man and his son go first, they go behind a door then close it and me and my sister don't know what happened next and we worry that we won't know how to get out. Then me and my sister walk towards the door but then we feel the submarine falling to the side it was leaning and me and my sister slam into what was the ceiling and we panic because now the only exit is beneath us trapped shut by the sea floor. We try to figure something out but there is nothing to be done, so I go and try the phone again, first try it was static. Then the second try I got the phone to work so I hurriedly called my grandma thinking the phone might go out again. She picks up and I scream into the phone that the submarine went down on its side and on top its only exit and that we won't make it long because the monitor in the sub says that it's losing oxygen pretty fast. My Grandma sounded like she was trying to be calm at first but and survey the situation but then she started to sound worried and got quiet, and then sounded like on the verge of tears and asked if there was anything I wanted her to know, and I knew we all knew we wouldn't make it so I started to weep while telling my Grandma that I love her and that she's the only reason my childhood was good and said some other things and then I gave the phone to my sister so she could talk. While they talked I looked around the sub for maybe an exit I didn't see before but then I woke up.

"So, do you think it's around here?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah. At least, the GPS pointed me here. The Apple Store should be right around the corner." I said.
We were sitting at a cafe in a city, enjoying the amazing temperatures that the day had brought.
"So, how did you break your iPhone again?" Said Rick, who wanted to go where he wanted to go, instead of helping me run errands.
"I accidentally left it in my pants, and it went through the dishwasher. You don't know how upset I was when I found out." I answered, holding the broken iPhone in my hand. "I'm hoping to exchange it for a new one through my warranty."
"Well, let's get going!" Sky yelled, eager to continue our trek through New York City.
"Wait. Guys, what's that on the TV?" Asked Rick, looking toward the TV in the cafe.
The TV had red static on it, something that I had never seen before. "I'm not sure. It doesn't look-"
All of a sudden, I heard screaming in the streets. People were running, but from what?
Upon running outside, we didn't see anything, but we did feel something. The air was becoming thinner.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I think that we're somehow losing oxygen, and by the looks of it, so is everyone else." Sky answered. "We need to find a place that has oxygen!"

We ran past crowds of people, from store to store, until we found a community center.

"There may be a community swimming pool in here" Kelly said, "If we can make it inside the pool, the water can help us replenish our oxygen" (I'm pretty sure that this doesn't work Science-wise, but hey, it's a dream. )

We ran and jumped into the community pool, glad to regain our oxygen. Through the clear windows of the swimming pool area, we could see massive waves of people dying in the streets. What could have happened?

All of a sudden, one more person busted into the pool room. It was my high school biology teacher, Mrs. Hemsley!

"Oh, wow. You survived?" Mrs. Hemsley asked.
"For now" I said, unsure of why she was asking.
"But what could have caused it?" Kelly asked, hoping for an answer.
"This may sound strange, but Aliens. I have been tracking their activity throughout the last few years, and now they have finally struck. They are hiding in the abandoned factory. Maybe if you go now, you can stop them, they can only lower the oxygen levels every thirty minutes. See ya."
And with that, my Science teacher left.

We headed out of the building, examining the casualties of the oxygen level being lowered. However, there were some people still in the street. How could they have survived? The second that they spotted us, they ran toward us.

"Ahaha, so you survived? You see, we were sent by our leader to help secure the oxygen reduction field, and then to kill anyone that lives afterward!!!"

All 8 alien spies, dressed as street performers, attacked the four of us, and at first they were winning, but then...

All of a sudden, I realized that this must have been a dream!

Suddenly, a battle menu opened, and we fought a turn by turn rpg-esque battle. I felt like I knew what it was from, but for some reason, I couldn't remember. We quickly defeated the alien spies, and we headed into the factory building. As we went through the floors, which were oddly silent (aside from the sounds of machinery), I wondered, Who could this alien leader be? I wonder what type of alien my mind could create.

And finally we reached the top.The room was totally clear aside from a metallic floating ball in the center of the room. I stepped up to the ball, and then opened it from the center. Inside was the thing that I had least expected. Giegue from Mother/Earthbound! Before I could do anything, he flew away, eyes red, leaving earth in ruins. Before I woke up, I heard him say in my mind, "I'll be back another day, don't you forget it!"

This was a pretty neat dream and I feel that I should share it. In my dream I was on another planet, but similar to earth. There was plenty of people around, all human as far as I could tell. As I was wandering about the city I was in I noticed these huge machines set in the ground that were sucking all the oxygen out of the planet's atmosphere. Somehow I knew it was being stored underground in huge vaults. Pretty soon people started running out of air and dying. I didn't die but soon found an oxygen tank I could carry around to breathe with, and other people started doing the same.

Once almost all the breathable air was gone the machines shut off. There was only certain pockets of breathable air left in the city, and many people had died and their bodies were everywhere. Strangely there were many people left though who seemed not need oxygen. In fact they released sulfur dioxide gas into the air so they could breathe that. The gas came out of nozzles as a greenish looking gas, but once it dispersed it was invisible. It was pretty evident these people were not human to be breathing that. I understood in my mind these beings were called the Sulfarians. They seemed content enough to leave the remaining humans alone to go about our business though. After that I get a group of people together for the purpose of attemting to liberate the stolen oxygen stored underground. It was about when we blow open one vault of air is when I awoke.

Now I'm a guy of course, but in my dream about 3/4 of the way through I notice I'm a woman in my dream. I have black shoulder length hair, and although I don't see my reflection I can tell I'm fairly good looking by the way others in my dream act nicer toward me. I can even tell I have "the goods" under my shirt even though I don't actually feel them with my hands. How does your brain know what it feels like to have breasts when you're a guy?

Advanced task completed.

It was a few minutes past 2am and I felt tired so I turned off the lights and fell asleep.
Moments later I was wide awake and in my living room and it was sunny outside - this obviously came across as a strange phenomenon because from my perspective, it felt like I had just fallen asleep only a few seconds ago. I was a bit confused so I walked around the room a little bit whilst fidgeting with something in my hands. As my thumb brushed my index finger, a bright crimson spark formed. I was speechless... (well.. I wasn't speaking in the first place). I concentrated and tried to reproduce that same effect again but to no avail. I clapped my hands together and a bright spark formed again. After a few minutes of trying and failed so I starting clenching my fists in frustration. Then I felt a searing pain between my fingers. I was suprised to see that my right palm was charred. I was suddenly hit by a thought - "Have I somehow learned how to generate fire at will? ... Nah don't be ridiculous, if I could then how come I can't do it now?" After a while I thought about the fire triangle (a model for understanding the basic ingredients of fire - which is fuel, heat and oxygen). I realised that everytime I generated a spark, it was caused by friction (the act of rubbing my fingers together) or when I absorb kinetic energy. After realising this, I snapped my fingers as well as I could and thought "IGNITE" at the same time and a huge pillar of flame erupted outwards, seemlingly from nowhere, and tore a gigantic whole through the walls of my living room. Normally, seeing my house reduced to this sort of state would cause me to go mental but for some reason I couldn't stop smiling. I felt pretty happy with myself.

Now this part I found very peculiar because it felt as if I was in the dream for weeks on end when I woke up. Now back to the story:

After what felt like weeks of "training," a notion just randomly popped into my head - By rubbing my fingers together, I was actually manipulating the concentration of oxygen in the air surrounding, raising its density to a level at which it becomes combustible and creating narrow pathways of oxygen through which I can direct the ensuing flame birthed by the spark. So I was in fact controlling both fire and air, as these elements are so intertwined.

I can't really remember what happened after I had this idea in chronological order. For some reason I was at Mt. Rushmore (where the faces of several US Presidents are sculpted onto the cliff-face) at sunset out of the blues a ninja with glowing eyes started attacking me.

He moved towards me in order to strike me with his sword. I barely managed to get out of the way. As I snapped my fingers he waved his sword briefly and stopped me from creating a fire. So all I could do was try to dodge his attacks. I felt the gust of wind caused by the insanely fast motion of the sword everytime it approached me. The quick slashing of his sword must be changing the air current, disrupting the ignition reaction. I felt scared... I couldn't manipulate the air's composition when its constantly in flux. Even if I managed to pull off a flame, it wouldn't have any accuracy. He moved in once again, this time for the killing blow. I crouched and placed my hands firmly on the ground beneath me and started melting it. Almost instantaneously, the ground ahead of me became a an unstable molten mass and he sank right into it.

The next thing I knew, I was in my bed and it was morning.