07/14/10 I'm running through a room with a sword, slashing at zombies. I feel like Zorro, only with more stabbing. An allied DC gets grabbed. I slice apart the zombie holding him, but I scratch him with my blade. We hope for the best. He thinks something might happen to me. I make an offhand comment, "I don't die." I'm not worried about myself. I step into the next room. The door slams shut behind us. I don't have my sword. A voice informs me that I'll have to meet its challenge, or the zombies on the other side of the room will be set free. A handful of neon orange-pink guitar picks appear in my hands. I have to throw them into a 3-inch gap on the other side of the room, in front of the zombies. I throw two, but they go wild. The creepy childlike voice informs me that if I miss again, we're all going to die. I hold one pick in the palm of my hand. I will it to float, and slowly send it toward the bucket. It lands perfectly. I grin at the creepy ghostlike girl that appears out of the wall. She gestures sullenly toward another door and it opens with a creak. "At least this isn't a dream," I say to my partner, "If it was, I'd have to wake myself up. I have a doctor's appointment in the morning." I stop and feel for dreaminess. "And now I'm lucid," I say. "I really ought to wake up, though." I focus on dismantling the dream, aiming for a new location. We'll see if this works... --- False awakening. I beg a friend for a ride to work. Apparently, I work at a pizza place part-time. News to me. One of the managers says that the new guy seems depressed and it's all my fault. I sigh, and go over to talk to the guy, who's standing in the kitchen. "Look, it's not that I don't like you." I lie, "I just move around so much, I don't like getting close to people." I kindly leave out the fact that I'm friends with the DC managers, owner, and various and sundry employees. The creepy fucker smiles at me. I really want to punch him in the face. Zombies. Scare Factor: 4.
This was my first intentional lucid dream: I have no idea how this started off!lol. I was walking up a flight of stairs, the walls were purple with very thin, vertical, yellow stripes. This seemed very strange to me Out of habit I grabbed my nose and tried to breath. "Success," I thought to myself. I almost got too excited and lost it, but kept my cool. I looked at my hands and said firmly, "Stabalize lucidity now!" I was skeptical, but it worked. Everything was much sharper. I stepped down the stairs,into a very small livingroom/dining room.(it had a big table and a couch)I stepped outside, into my own front yard. I gathered myself mentally, focused and took to the skys! I was on a mission to find a specific person, to do things I won't mention.I searched, with no avail, then doubled back to the house I started in. I sat in the yard(it was about twilight) admiring the detailed sky. A few cars drove by and I flagged down one of the drivers. I told, NOT ASKED, him to give me a ride to Pizza Pipeline. On the way there, in the back seat, I discovered I could make small torches of fire with my hands.There was no one in the passenger seat, I have no idea why I sat in the back.During the car ride I apeared to be in a NewYork-ish city. As I got out of the car I noticed it was now about mid-day. I walked inside, and without ordering, began eating my delicious dream pizza. I closed my eyes in delight as I ate this miraculous concoction of my mind and when I opened them up, I was in my bed. I checked to see if it was false awakening (it wasn't), then went to bed. My first LD and my first DJ! Hope you guys like it!
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