I woke up in my bed, in my house. Father was watching TV while mother was making preparations for New Year's eve. Pals visited my younger sister, I was visited by a dark haired girl from my class. I was looking for something to do, but there was nothing interesting to do. With the girl we went to check out what's in a few old drawers. She found a few things for herself, while I still couldn't find anything. I was bored, it was evening. I went to the kitchen, mother was still cooking something. Looking through the window I saw that there was a huge crowd of people gathered, waiting for the new year a few hours before it was going to happen. A bald man in gray shirt with a long, dense moustache and his little son caught my attention for a while. I went to another room where sister was sitting with her pals. I just entered and left the room, then I went back to my bed and fallen asleep. I found myself on some dark alley, it was evening. I heard a voice of news speaker in the background and immediately reminded myself that I almost always dream about things that my body hears when sleeping. The speaker was talking about situation in Turkey. I had a small ball that was trying to break free from my grasp. It finally escaped and I started to chase it around the alley. I finally caught it and thought: "I caught it... It's a dream, I can do anything!" I realized that it's a dream and thought about what to do. Then I recalled ToTM tasks. I started flying, it was a long time since I dreamed lucidly (and flying was never my best skill), I flewn into a nearby flat, phasing through a glass pane. It felt as if a membrane surrounded my whole body. Inside I met that bald man and his son. I recalled a bonus task with creating earthquake. I moved my hands to the sides and made gestures as if I grabbed the whole world, then started shaking my hands. The earthquake started, I felt as if the whole world really started started to quake. I stopped shaking my hands and after a while the earthquake finished. Interestingly, there were no damages to anything around. The man and his child disappeared. I jumped out through the window and time of day has changed. It was an early morning. I recalled the lightspeed task. At the end of the alley I was able to see a city hospital with an ambulance parked in front of garage. I focused and took a step forward, with speed of light only one step was enough to get closer to ambulance. I tried it a few more times, but it wasn't working as good as previously. I took a walk around the area and noticed a small, yellow carousel. Nearby the carousel was a garage with a tractor. I thought about turning the carousel into a flying pod, in a UFO manner. I sat on it and just started flying up to the sky. I flewn back to my house, I was flying above my backyard. Time turned to evening. Still flying on my flying pod, I thought that I never met any dream guides so I decided to call out for one. Suddenly lime green beams of light started to shoot around and then everything turned green. I found myself in some kind of scyscraper, wearing only underwear. My vision was strangely changed, it seemed like I had much extended field of vision, seeing my body in the middle and then sides of the room. My movement was somehow limited, my whole body was in pain. I felt as if I was dismembered and chaoticly stitched back, turned into an abomination. I could feel every stitch on my body. I was standing in front of a table with commission composed of a few doctors, a man in suit and a huge, muscular and black skinned man wearing a military suit and a red beret on his head. They told me to come closer, one of the doctors said "Now you'll be mr. Trump's dream guide!" I was just standing there in pain, but I felt that my body was slowly turning back to norm, each part of body feeling a slight release. It was accompanied by a feeling of cold liquid on my skin. The doctors were about to come closer and start experiments, but suddenly a teenage blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and told them to wait. She related a car accident to them. I immediately identified it as dreaming about what body hears during sleeping - a TV turned on news when I was sleeping. I used this distraction to fully restore my body into it's normal form. The black skinned man noticed this and decided to attack. I tried to control his body or grab him telepatically like any object, but he was resistant. He charged at me with a dagger, but I managed to disarm him and grab the dagger. I started stabbing, but I couldn't pierce his armor. I tried again, confident and expecting his armor to fail. With another stab I pierced his armor and wounded him heavily. A few more strong stabs and he was lying dead. I looked around for an escape route and decided to jump out through a window. I jumped forward, phasing through the window, making a flip forward and landing perfectly on my feet. I looked back at the building and decided to utterly destroy it. With one hand I made a gesture and the whole building literraly exploded, glass shards flying in the far away. In the same time I summoned an earthquake with the other hand and forced the skyscraper to collapse. I teleported away, ending at a terrace in another skyscraper. I thought what to do next. I started losing lucidity. I heard a voice of a little girl telling "It's enough daddy! Wake up!" I started drawing what I did in this lucid dream, then saw how it turned from paper to reality. After a while I woke up.
1. I used the nose plug RC out of habit, and realized I was dreaming. I stared at the ground, I was in my old house. I noticed the dream was becoming more vivid and clear when I was examining the carpet. While staring at the ground trying to stabilize, I decided to crawl on the ground. Then I woke up. 2. Later that morning, I got lucid again! I didn’t RC this time, I think I realized I was dreaming as soon as I was in the dream. It was already relatively stable. There were plastic bags on my hands, so I thought, “I’m dreaming. I should be able to rip these bags off!” So I tore the bag on my left hand, then my right. I looked at the bag on my left hand, and it had grown. There was a much smaller hole in the left bag than what I made. The bag on the right hand was completely undamaged. I gave up and stared at my hands to stabilize. There were tiny air bubbles all over my palms, as if the gloves were filled with water. I might have tried to get the gloves off again, and then I lost lucidity.
Omg, this dream was really really freaky and weird! I don't recall the beginning of it but somehow I hurt my arm really bad. I think I almost died or something in the injury. The first things I remember is that I was in the room in which I stayed in my parents place when visiting them in Umeå. I was surrounded by a whole bunch of people I know (Simon and Kim are the ones I can recall). Somehow my friends were helping me to regenerate into perfect health. Unfortunately my arm was too damaged to be regenerated because it wasn't connected to the rest of my body with veins anymore. I had a huge chunk (approx the size as if you would have ripped it off with your hand) gone from the upper arm. Only the bones and like some centimeters on the underside was left. I needed to get blood into the lower part of the arm, otherwise I would lose it. This was done by letting a bumblebee crawl there. Somehow that gave me like a plastic pipe from the vein in the top part to the lower part which allowed blood to flow through. It hurt in my arm and I recall feeling faint due to the blood loss. I could barely move/lift the lower part of the arm because then it hurt in the wound. After some time everybody was gathered in the living room to watch spirited away. The couch was crowded by people. I still felt pain in my arm and I knew that it would take really long time if it would heal. Linus said some word in english and Kim said it back to him in swedish but he didn't hear due to the noise from the TV. That made her believe that she had pronounced it wrongly when she hadn't so I told her she'd pronounced it good. Plotron was suddenly there as well and sat next to me, lol (even though I have never seen him). He praised a sculpture thingy that stood on the window ledge. He said some constructive things about the construction. It was Linus who had made the sculpture and I told Plotron that. I was eating ice cream with my left hand since I had the injury on the other arm. I then dropped some on the floor and when I was trying to pick it up, I couldn't because it hurt when I tried with my damaged arm and I had the ice cream in the other. Plotron saw that I needed help and picked up the dropped ice cream and ate it, haha. XD Peter and some other guy said to me that it was strange that I couldn't use my right arm. They didn't really believe in my injury or that it was that bad. I decided to show them the hole and I started to pull up my sweater arm. That was a un-nice process since every time I accidentally touched the injury, it would hurt and my arm twitched a bit. The hole was now covered with a bandage or something, but there was a hole in the bandage where you could see a part of the wound. they said "damn" or something similar. Then I woke up and thought "omg...". I even checked my arm to make sure it was whole. xD The strangest thing about this dream is that it was sooo long! I remember having the impression that when we sat there and watched the movie, it was for a really long time. During all of this time I felt a slight pain in my arm that would get worse whenever I moved it or something. really freaky and weird dream.
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