02.01.2016The Smell of Blood In The Fancy Hallway (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m transitioning into a dream somehow, maybe through DEILD when I set an alarm to wake me up. The first immersive sensation that I’m experiencing is the smell of blood. And it’s so overwhelming, I couldn’t help but wonder what’s really going on. I didn’t feel it translated in waking life, even though the smell was potent, and I realized I’m inside a fancy castle-esque hallway. It’s grandiose in size, and seems to be highly maintained in spite of the smell of blood engulfing the area. The main attraction of this hallway is the black and white checkered tiling that’s about three or so feet in width. The external tiling from that is your simple dirty vanilla color that’s just as clean as the checkered region. I navigate the hallway, quickly glancing over the sections with fancy chandeliers, and the bright little speckles or yellow light with a subtle presence of orange for the rim lighting. I noticed diagonally to the right of me, a female wearing a red dress is trying to get some other male entity off her body. They were grappling her shoulders, and she managed to push them off, and somehow comes to my path as if she knew I was already there. She gets closer to me, and she has an uncanny visage that I’m trying to figure out who she could be an amalgam of. I paid attention to my breathing for a moment, and felt at ease with her, but she still looks like the perfect stranger, and yet the moment she was next to me, it’s like there was this invisible veneer that diluted whatever feelings of anxiety I had along with the smell of blood that was so dominant. I don’t think it was an infatuation with her, but more of a camaraderie type of relationship with her that could easily bleed into romantic undertones. She’s folding her arms together, and hands her hands near her cleavage, and she’s looking up at me with this distinct smile that also seems to be recovering from the previous attack from the male entity that looks like those Las Plagas monks from Resident Evil 4. She’s trying to ease her breathing a bit, and I told her that I thought she was Ada at first glance. I didn’t know what I meant by professing “Ada,” at first, and presumed later that I meant Ada from the Resident Evil series. Her red dress was pretty interesting even though I couldn’t absorb a lot of detail in it. But, I could tell that it mostly entailed of a mélange of lingerie near her breasts, and silk for the rest of it; mostly the leg region. We had a quick conversation where I initiated with a question, and I can’t remember what it was in particular, but I do know her response emotionally was being perplexed as to why I would presume such a thing. We’re running towards the nearest exit, which is literally straight ahead, and the dream transitions to where walking through muddy water that’s thigh deep. In front of us is this large brown mountain, and there’s a cave entrance with an uphill to it that eventually looks like stairs made out of stone, or the natural material from the mountain itself. There are a few people inside trying to get us into the cave to escape whatever it is. But for some reason, we’re having a few problems. As we’re on our way, some person is shouting from the background of how Shia LaBeouf is needed for something, and the more this is professed, the more I see the person doing this is actually him to some extent. However, this could just be a misinterpretation as the individual was far away from us. Some other points: - There was mentioning of Fallout to some extent as well. While I’m trying to navigate the muddy waters, I lose sight of the person that was following me, but I had a feeling she was still with me. At least, she was probably behind me trying to fight through the streaming water. I don’t know what we’re doing together, but this person seems oddly familiar, and I can’t help but feel we planned out an adventure like this in the first place.
The tv weather station started reporting strange news, that there was a 200 ft. lizard stuck in the wall of someone's house, among other things. (IRL the tv was on a weather station with a weather radar map and a robot-sounding voice reporting the weather.) I went into the kitchen and stood in front of the microwave as I ate some ice cream. Then I very briefly woke up in bed, thinking that if I hear strange news being reported again I will know that I am dreaming because the weather station only reports weather, not news. I fell asleep again. Then I convinced a bunch of people to go on a road trip to Colorado with me, among them some former classmates and teachers. They weren't friends, but just random people who wanted to go and then I convinced them to definitely go. I usually don't like big groups but I was planning an expedition so I needed a group. We all drove to the meeting place. Everyone showed up with their kayaks like they were supposed to. Awesome. Then we are all kayaking on the river in a very pretty place. It is like a canyon with gray, jagged rock walls and a lot of evergreen trees. The next thing I remember we are all sitting in a circle on the grass passing around a lighter and burning a hole in our clothes. The guy beside me burned a hole in his blue t-shirt so that his nipple would poke out. I was wearing an old denim jacket that was too big that my mom bought from a charity sale or something so I didn't care about burning it. I burned a hole in the left sleeve near my wrist. The denim was thick so I had to hold the lighter to it for a while to get a hole and it made my arm really hot. I finally got a little hole but it ripped into a bigger hole but I thought it was cool and I felt really fashionable. Then we are all near a road surrounded by trees. Everyone got into vehicles but I didn't have a vehicle so I was walking on the road trying to catch up. Then there were tree branches in the road that I had to duck under and there were zombies. I had to kill a zombie that was in my way. I had to hit it three times for it to fall down and then stomp it in the face two times for it to die. Somehow a few people on the expedition died. I finally found the others. A woman was in her truck on her cell phone telling someone that she was with dangerous people. Then an army tank showed up and people started getting into it.
I'm walking in a city, it's a summer afternoon, the sun is high and bright, it's by some water. In the shade of a large building, I'm walking and I see up ahead some people who are a little too happy and cheerful, they must be religious or something. I see to woman, their backs are turned to me. I want to walk by and ignore them, but I know they are going to come up and talk to me anyway, so I slow down and wait for them to turn. I assume they are Mormon. They smile and start to talk to me, they are dressed in old-timey Amish like clothes. They point out that I'm wearing nice religious robes. (Did I secretly want them to talk to me after all?) An Indian man with robes and a turban comes up to us and pulls me away, saving me from a long and awkward conversation on religion, saying he's never really been into the stuff. He knows me and I know him apparently. He says he has a headache and I go to find a pharmacy to get something for it. I go up to people sitting by the water, I'm a bit awkward and don't know who to ask. I end up talking to some Asian tourist, realizing as I talk to them that they are not going to know where a local pharmacy is. Next to them is a group of guys. They tell me one is around the corner. One of them is a celebrity known for his travel shows. I pretend to be unimpressed. Inside, I play a game of Hearthstone. I'm playing a game where there are an impossible amount of minions in play, my opponent, playing a Priest, has 1111 life. I take a screenshot, no one is going to believe this. I spill some ink from a pen on the floor of the kitchen. I try to clean it up but it just spreads it further around.
Dream 1 - Lord of the Rings I'm with a group of about 7 warriors on a grass plain with a hill that rises up behind us and a couple other hills in front that are lower down. We had been fighting Uruk Hai and had won so far. I then looked at a member in our group scanning the hill behind us with binoculars. I look up too sensing that he had seen something. I saw a single outline atop the hill with a sword in hand. I instantly knew we were about to be attacked again, as slowly more figures began to line the edge of the hill. There must be a hundred or so Uruk Hai about to attack! I run back a little panicked, they started charging down the slope to engage in combat. I turn to the face the other direction, only to see more Uruk Hai pouring over the hills in that direction. We're surrounded. The dream has a game-like feeling as I approach a horse, I try and mount it but I can't! I open up a skill screen and look at my riding skill, it's level 0! Damn, I need at least level 1 to mount a horse. I think to myself how you have to be selective in choosing your stats in Mount & Blade as investing a small amount in some skills early will help. Dream fragment - pope I remember something about a pope in a very grand looking white stone courtyard. Note: I read Oreo's DJ last night (The Great Sphinx) and was really blown away. Such a cool dream. It affected my next dream a little ^_^ Dream 2 - I screwed up a lucid I remember the house I was in was wooden with a white ceiling.. I somehow just remembered that I was dreaming and was like 'oh I should RC too'. I pulled the skin on my hand and it stretched out too far, bingo! I then kind of ran around happily thinking about what to do. The dream felt so stable and clear, I knew this dream would just last for ages and I felt like I could prolong it. I shouted 'Stabilize!' and the dream shook a little, losing clarity (oops) and then coming back into focus. I wasn't too bothered as I felt like the dream reaction was a positive one. I then wanted to travel to the desert and see the Sphinx like Oreo had done, so I decided to teleport. Hmm... How to do this? I ran outside, there was a small stream flowing and light green grass, it was night time. I willed myself to be transported to the desert, leaped into the air and fell backwards so that I would land on my back, then as I fell I closed my eyes and willed my body to be teleported. *Thud*. I collide on the ground, but it's warm and gritty. Sand?? I think to myself that it worked I try to open my eyes, but I can't. Oh ****... No, not again . I try and force my eyes open, and end up accidentally open my eyes in real life. My vision is all screwed up though and I see a skeletal-like head sitting next to my bed. Ugh what the hell? I can tell that I'm awake and having hallucinations, I try and reach up for it, but my real arm doesn't move and instead there's a pseudo arm that I feel reach out. I close my eyes again and I don't remember anything past that. I completely forgot that lucid dream until during my meditation I managed to rebuild it really slowly and in poor detail. I honestly feel like that would have been my longest lucid ever had I not screwed up that teleportation
Morning of October 16, 2015. Friday. In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and I are living back on Stadcor Street in Brisbane. Our family is mostly as it is now. For some reason, my wife’s younger brother George stops by and hangs around for a long time, becoming more and more annoying. Sonny is with him, but not as annoying. Zsuzsanna is also annoyed, mostly by George as well. (In real life, we have rarely seen him). There reaches a point where I seem to have had enough of his loud imposing nature and patronization and cause the blade of a steak knife (not the handle, just the blade) to fly through the air and lodge in his left shoulder (I am not lucid). Sonny, I do not mind at all. However, they soon leave together. From here, I go outside and have the familiar sense of being in control and making my dream at one level, though still not lucid in any way. As I watch the truck, I am also aware of a nearby cliff (although there are certainly no cliffs near the area in reality). I get the sense that he is going to turn and drive straight off the cliff and I feel a sense of pleasant expectation. My dream is very vivid at this point with realistic imagery, sound, and distance perception. Indeed, he turns, going faster, and drives straight off the cliff on purpose, and as he does, I sense a gasping from numerous people as the truck falls to the ground below. Somehow, I am then seeing a view from ground level near the foot of the cliff, where there is a river (as if I am standing on the water’s surface). The truck is supposedly now underwater. My wife’s younger sister Judy and numerous other people immediately rush into the knee-deep water (though unrealistically, the truck cannot be seen) from being on the sidewalks above just seconds previously (typical illogical dream shift). Judy is the closest to where the truck apparently hit and sank and it looks like she may try to find them or try to rescue them, but my dream starts to fade from here. Looking at this dream closely, it appears to be another variation of the waking process metaphor. Oddly, one of my last waking-metaphor dreams also involved George driving around mountains near cliffs, except that we were actual passengers in that case - though we went back to find our real sleeping selves; that is, our real physical bodies before any potential of him driving off a cliff. The river is the dreaming process (and there is also a light mist above it in this case, although misty rivers sometimes appear at the beginning of apex-lucidity dreams in addition to the pop culture association “Tomorrow Never Knows” by The Beatles) and although the water was getting lower (a sign of waking), an aspect of the dreamer (driver) could no longer be seen. The scene with the knife blade was already “cutting off” the connection of dreaming or dream communication (as I did not “have a handle” on my “imposing” unconscious state or potential lucidity - an oh-so-obvious dream play). I am not sure why George is sometimes seemingly a facet of my non-lucid dream-self lately (not that often, just every now and then - and assuming it is not a subtle telepathic link as with my wife). One of the only other consistent “drivers” as such has been my brother-in-law Bob. This is curious in that both people have very low intelligence in real life and in the case of Bob, he cannot read (though the ability to read certainly does not denote intelligence or intellect). This may be some sort of play on the non-lucid dream-self lacking critical thinking skills or clearer awareness, perhaps even relating to failed borderline lucidity or even “hidden” lucidity. Since childhood, I have found it curious how I have often been aware of a part of me making my dream as it unfolds, and yet not being lucid in any way. This is especially curious as I have not read about other people with such experiences or particular recall and is one of many reasons why I no longer believe that the so-called subconscious exists; only various levels of mind; within and external (and beyond) - as well as Universal Mind (or non-local mind). The final scene loosely relates to having just seen “The Red House” (from 1947) with regard to the last scene where Edward G. Robinson as Pete Morgan deliberately crashes and drives into the river under the ice house. Note also the play on “knife blade” and “shoulder blade”.
8.15.14 Yesterday during my 2pm - sleep Vivid I'm looking out my parents bedroom window. Its at night but the moon and I think snow on the ground makes it almost bright outside. I'm looking at the young forest just across the narrow street. There are short 5-7 ft tall evergreens (in reality they are not evergreens). I imagine that with that strong moonlight and trees being not too close to each other I could see anything walking between them. And ofc I start to see some animals. They are large, walking from right to the left, they keep appearing and disappearing between the trees. I think they are deer and they start jumping like african gazelle. It's all happening in total quietness, just a moonlight and the animals. It's eerie. Then the animals turn and start slowly walking towards me and to the right. Now I think they are tall and hairy lamas. And wooly mamuth are following them. I don't think those are elephants because of the fur. I'm kinda surprised. Mow I'm on the bank of the river where I used to play as a child. I watch some animals in the water. They are goat. They get out on the other bank and some of the bank is sheer rockface. One of the goats is trying to walk on it and I see every detail of their body, hooves, the wet footsteps the goat is making and details of the rockface. The goat starts to slide down but all is ok, they are used to that.
Black: non-dream Blue: non-lucid Red: lucid Dream - running (semi aware of dream state) I was at my high school on the grass fields hanging out with friends I had during the first couple years. A guy called Steven was there and he was being pretty funny and the atmosphere of the dream was quite nice. Then for some reason we started running, some sort of race. Johnny, a guy who I was originally friends with (his personality turned extremely shallow and he just seemed to bully others towards the end) was running too. He absolutely shot ahead and I was a bit annoyed when I realized how slow I had become (after the dream I thought back to this and considered doing sprint training when I go running IRL). The characters in the dream seemed to disappear and the scene changed, either that or I just didn't realize I actually DID wake up and then fall back to sleep, starting a new dream. I was with a beautiful pure bred dog that had amazing white fur, it ran alongside me as we headed towards a river. The river itself was quite shallow and probably 5 metres wide. As I ran across the river things slowed down... I had just been thinking about how I was running so slow earlier, then I thought of whether or not I could make the world go slow motion... Upon thinking this, the world DID slow down and everything became suspended in animation. Droplets of water splashing up as I traversed through the river moved so slowly... I looked at my left arm, it had slowed down to a snails pace. I became slightly aware of everything in this state of stillness, it was strange. Things kicked back into motion quickly as the dream decided to progress, on the other side of the river was my friend Matt, he had a little mutt for a dog that was as big as a chiwawa. He said that he didn't want me on this side of the river because my dog was pure and it'd be bad for it if it had impure offspring, but he said it in such a way that sounded like he was being so sincere and looking out for me out of the kindness of his heart. True bro
With group of friends we were going back from a party. It was late at night, but we could see everything. We were walking down the road leading nowhere. It was empty and silent, but we were in good moods. I looked to the left, and saw a huge power plant. It was newly built, but covered with smog already. I was sure that I'd suffocate if we had to go through it. Suddenly we were teleported to a forest, near a huge river. There was a ranger talking about some kind of mining works underneath the river. He also said that they don't really know what they are doing. We crossed the river by walking on water. Then we were back on the road. The power plant was still standing, though the smog was denser. We wandered for a while, and a friend got a call. He said to someone that we are going to a shop. It was a wooden hut, probably built with larch wood. We entered it, and got teleported into Bonehoard from Thief:Gold. It was a complex of catacombs and crypts, forgotten by everyone. We climbed down a rope, and got attacked by zombie, which in fact was my sister. I ran quickly past her, enduring scratch to an arm, and called friends to a shelter. The zombie ate one of us, and nearly killed another, but we escaped.
Black: non-dream Blue: non-lucid Red: lucid I had a lot of dreams last night... At one point I was helping some friends who got their kayak stuck in a river, I jumped around acrobatically and reached it, then pushed it down towards them. There was a wooden deck with a roof next to this river which we sat down on, my daughter sat on my lap and began singing to me while we were all just hanging out. Another one is where I was with my close friends Sam and Daniel, I can't recall much but I think we were in a mall and were walking around into shops, I saw my mum there too while she was looking at jewelery.. A lot of familiar faces last night
It was cold, autumn morning. I was in undiscovered ruins of ancient, Aztec like civilisation. There were other random people with me. Mistakenly, we touched an artifact that started a weird tournament. Elder god appeared, and told us that team that wins gets supernatural, godly powers. I teamed up with two other people, and we were running around the ruins. The only thing that was still standing in place, unchanged thorough the ages were pedestals made of white, weird stones. I realised that placing random rocks at all the pedestals would grant us victory. In the end, there was only one pedestal. It was a draw between us and another team. The temple with pedestal was on another side of the river. I thought myslef "Damn, I can't swim." But then I found another way to the temple, we ran to pedestal quickly. As the other team was about to place last rock, I took a small stone and thrown it on pedestal. It landed perfectly on the middle of it. All pedestals moved down then, and threwn the rocks down. I said "We won!"
Just a quick post to record a LD I had a few nights ago... I am with old friend Carrie at her house. There are streams running from room to room and we are riding inner tubes. We are having some conversation, but get interrupted by a phone call. As she talks I look around and notice that we are flowing out the front door into a river. I look around then up. I see the day time moon with a shining set of rings around it. The rings start rotating around and I recognize this dream sign (odd things in the sky) and I know that I am dreaming. I notice that my wife is now with us on her own inner tube. Being lucid I think that I should do something with this dream so I stand up in the water and try to think. While I stand there my wife goes into the water and starts sucking my finger. I pull my hand away and then put it back. She starts sucking again and I absentmindedly feel around in her mouth. I am so shocked that I don't even know what to do with this dream. I just stand there unable to think with my finger in her mouth until I wake up.
Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Red: Lucid Dream - Fishing and D&D I was in a river and I was a fish, I had to eat more fish to become a big fish, except at some point I become just a normal person and I find a really big fish. On either side of the river is dense NZ trees and bush that I find as quite a common occurrence in my dreams. The river was also quite shallow and very clear. I think the dream progresses on, as I seem to wander off with some people who are friends. I stop as I see something, almost like some has stored their belongings underneath some bushes (it felt like it was underneath a bed)... I stoop to see what's been left and I find D&D rule books, pathfinder rule books, heaps of cRPG computer disks in their cases and some other stuff. I immediately go hard-nerd mode and scoop them all up to take them with me, thinking how awesome it was to find such cool stuff . Must be related to the release of that new Pillars of Eternity game in 3 days and how I've been playing BG2 to fill the time During my WBTB I had some Mugwort tea, once again nothing really happened except being unable to recall dreams as well I as I usually would (hence only 1 dream). I feel it's caused by a drowsiness effect the tea seems to have... This kind of conflicts with another night where I had slightly more exotic dreams, like "The Wild" where I saw all sorts of crazy cool creatures... So I think there's a minor increase in vividness and exotic imaginings but it's pretty useless if you can't recall your dreams in the end :/. I can only surmise I don't have the right strain of Mugwort, since this contradicts the insane accounts of crazy vivid and strong dreams...
Bedtime: 12:20 Well, I guess bedtime doesn't determine everything. It started off with some dream about driving and walking through an urban area trying to get my cousins to a baseball game. Somehow or other, I wound up in what felt like the woods behind my neighborhood. It was tropical though, and everything was green. The dream was very clear despite being nonlucid. I was showing them houses that had been overgrown and abandoned many years ago. We were talking about how we would have liked to live in them in their prime. We came to this one house, a huge four story mansion. (Or the frame of one anyway) A massive tree, about 20 feet in diameter and easily 500 feet tall had cleaved the entire frame in half, leaving only two smaller sections standing. Myself and the party of DCs (there were two or three of us total.) were hypothesizing about how the middle must have once looked. We made our way around back, climbing over fallen trees. We saw that a river ran along the back of the house. There were waterfalls flowing from the cliff-side into the river. "How cool would it be to live with 3...4 waterfalls in your backyard?!" I then made an observation of some of the tropical flora. There were fern trees all around us. This for one reason or another made me become lucid. I stabilized briefly. I then decided that I wanted to go and see my subconscious and tell him/her/it that I wanted more lucid dreams. I shouted "I want to see my subconscious right now!" I saw that there was a small double door between two large boulders on the forest floor. The two DCs that I was with walked through it. I opened the door after them. It was nothing but blackness. I let myself fall in. I fell for awhile before arriving at this location suspended in the blackness. There was a throne chair with a small child sitting in it. Built up around us was the back wall of the throne room, made out of castle stones, and the floor, made up of tiles. This crumbled away about a hundred feet from the chair in every direction, as if this one slice of the castle had been removed from the rest and placed into this void. The child (who I guess was supposed to be my subconscious) was wearing a red king robe, golden crown and had a long scepter. Though none of this quite fit him because he was so small. There were a couple of guards in strange white armor positioned on either side of his throne. I think Manei and Marcus manifested into the room behind me. I could feel their energies. SubC "I am your subconscious, and I am very busy! Each time you say something to me, it's gonna cost you [some kind of special money]. You have 1,800 of it. Go!" Me "How come so many of my efforts to lucid dream fail?" 1,750 SubC "Because you didn't do the work I gave to you. Remember Jonathan? Why is he not dead?" Me "I did the right thing. He said that he wanted to go peacefully, so me and Manei agreed to let him go." 1,625 SubC "But that wasn't what you were supposed to do!" His tone of voice started to sound a bit whiny at this point. Manei "If there is one thing [my name was garbled] taught me, it's that you shouldn't let other people decide who you are. You should [follow your own path or something.] I saw that Manei had some kind of money counter for talking to this guy too. She only had about 600 of it. Marcus had no money and therefore wasn't allowed to speak. SubC "What? You're taking his side?" Manei (mad) "I wish I was never on your side to begin with." SubC "Guards, show of force." Me "Look at you. You try to control people and [mold them into what you want or something.] And when they start rebelling against you, you threaten them. [If you want people to respect you, you have to earn that respect, not force it out of them or something.]" (My ability to recall dialogue is horrible.) 1,333 SubC "Stop it! Stop it! It's not true! Guards, Seize them!" (He started sounding more and more like a whiny child.) The two guards began to advance on me. The dream started to fade. I saw my 'money' was starting to tick down. Me: "The way you choose to remove me from your presence rather than learn from me proves just how weak and immature you really are. When you [grow up a little], you will see that I was right about everything. I see no way we can come to an agreement if you are going to act like this." 545 The dream cut to black here. I had an FA, but somehow still remained semi lucid. I was on the steps of one of the dorm complexes at my college. Spoiler for Sexy Toys: There was a huge blue dildo toy. There was a bottle on the back end of it that you could fill with whatever liquid you wanted, then squeeze it and it would squirt out the front. It was also covered in this soft fabric. I was trying to hide this object because I didn't want anyone to know that I dreamed about it. I was also thinking about how I was going to describe this scene when I woke up and started writing about it in my DJ. Dang partial lucidity. At one point I tried to throw it away, but it wouldn't fit in the trash can. It seemed to be continually growing. Eventually it started getting so heavy that I couldn't carry it. There was also a part where I dreamed that I was trying to send one of my cats away in a cardboard box that would float like a boat on a lake. I felt like the lake we were at had taken the place of my old middle school. Interpretations: I really don't know what to make of this. I don't know why my subconscious was so childlike and closed-minded. He wanted things done a particular way, his way. He wanted no part of anyone else, and didn't want to earn their respect. (Sure, sounds like a much younger me, but I'm sure a lot of us acted that way as children since we simply didn't know any better.)
12.29.14 Last night bed 10ish - 8:30ish Woke up few times last night, recalling dreams, and retelling them each time so I imprint them on waking life memory. DR1 I'm traveling in a tour bus on a busy street in Bangkok. Side streets are rather narrow, full of small shops and people. Another large bus drives up along our and comes very close. It's red and I'm thinking that it will sideswipe us. In a few seconds it sure does. Comes even closer and sideswipes us. Now I get a 3. person view from behind and above. I see the other bus pushing ours to the left and onto another sidestreet. I'm thinking "I hope that's not the one with river in the middle of it" and I have a feeling I have walked those streets before, that's how I know. And yes, as I see the bus being pushed to the sidestreet, now I have persepective both from the bus and from 3.person view, I see the river in concrete banks and my bus is on the sidewalk next to the river, still traveling. I'm telling people to get ready for emergency exit, in case we get into the water. I see an axe type of a tool hanging above the left window and I look to the right if I see another one there, and I do. I point them out to others to use them to break the windows if we need to. Now we have stopped. Someone is pushing the emergency door to open in the back of the bus - like on school busses. It doesn't budge so I kick it open. We get out. DR2 I'm with others out in the fields. We can see a city in the distance. It's San Franciso. I tell someone to go for a jog with me to the city. My eyes zoom in and follow a dirt path along the field and a river to the bridge and to the city.
I was driving on a highway with Desirae thinking of why people have been saying I've gotten buffer. I thought maybe it was from the boxes of coin I carry around. I noticed the snow covered mountains in the distance and the river below me. The further I went, the colder I knew the water was. I said "The water is so cold here." I was suddenly swimming in it and doing some underwater obstacle course with Valery. I had trouble going through one and when I did, Valery was blocking the way to the surface. I woke up gasping for air.
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