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I was walking down a hallway at my school with one of my friends that used to be my best friend and is a male and a girl I use to be good friends with two years ago. Both my friends were going to a class called "Brit Lit" while I was going to a class called "AP IV", so we said goodbye and we parted ways. When I got into my class the girl I was walking with before was there strangely enough and stood by her. The class was about dreams (still didn't get me lucid :/), although AP IV is supposed to be an english class. There was a memory gap in my dream or something, because next thing I can remember I was sitting on a bus with the same girl and we were talking. I remembering the girl joking to someone else one the bus how she had sex with me before, and at one point she also was on top of me. Apparently the bus was planning on going back to school I was at previously, and when the bus arrived at the school there were all these gunmen shooting people and causing chaos. So me and the girl ran off the bus and tried to escape the gun men, every time we thought we escaped them they would find us, so we would keep running. Eventually we found this shack that was safe from the gunmen, it was a small sized shack that was right next to a body of water. In order to make sure we were safe from the gunmen, the girl I was with would wait in the shack and keep a lookout, while I was hiding in the lake next to the shack. I remember while I was in the body of water, my clothes fell of and all my possessions started falling through the water and I swam after them. Right when I was about to grab my phone I woke up, but not back to reality, I woke up in the dream into another dream. In this dream I was with one of my best friends I have now and the same girl. I was trying to convince the girl and my friend that I was just in dream with the girl, but the girl wouldn't believe and either did my other friend. No matter how much I tried they wouldn't believe me, and they started to mock me too. I was very frustrated about this and not soon after I woke up, this time into reality.

Overall I liked the dream a lot because it was very elaborate but one thing that was strange about it was when I woke up from the dream, and I remembered the part of the dream where I was at the shack, thinking about it really creeped me out, it almost seemed like a horror movie.

11/29/2012

I am in some kind of fort sneaking across ropes to get from ledge to ledge. I cut them down after I cross so no one can follow me
I come across all these people in this cove area on a bridge spanning the gap. I instinctively know they are bad so I cut the rope and they fall into the water below. The ones not on the bridge start to chase me. I run through a landscape that looks like something out of Aladdin. I come to a spiral staircase and slide down the rail to get away from the angry mob. For some reason I know the one shouting at me is an evil dictator. I meet a girl at the bottom of the stairwell who just smiles and gives me a shiny old school key. I don't know if this is the same girl that always helps me with my conjuring or not because I was in a hurry. I use the key to open a door that leads into an old arcade. I shove one machine against the door after I lock it so no one can follow me inside. I know somehow this is the headquarters fo the resistance. Whatever the fuck that means. I wake up.

2nd Dream
I am vaguely lucid. Things are not very clear. I try to use telekinesis on a pillow to freak out a lady that is irritating me. I started floating instead which still did the trick. I was then able to toss the pillow through a window with telekinesis, but that wasn't what I was aiming for. Very weird.

August 31 Afternoon

Running away from some people who want to capture me. They have tapped the phones, etc. I am in the mall. I jump and slide down the stairs from floor to floor to avoid them. I hide in the lady's comfort room and dash out, hoping they'll mistake me for a girl with my long hair while hiding my mustache and beard. One agent sees me and alerts the others. Running away. Outside the mall. Safer? Night. Eating raw egg.

Running away. This time from demons. Afternoon turns to night. They can go out and they become stronger. Outside the mall. Traffic. Cross street. This time I'm with two people, one guy and one girl. The girl steals a motorcycle. I jumped on. The guy has a hard time riding up. I pull him up and we blaze out of there. A small demon clings to us. It has strong bite power. We are on a bridge made for unicycles, bicycles and motorcycles. It has a sharp turn. We fell into the water. We move out of the water onto dry land.

I'm captured. I'm in a room. A house. "The Thing On The Doorstep." A woman wants to use me for a ritual. There were others there. She moved another body. The body of her father? I chanted a prayer. Transfered her into the body of the father. Cursed her and blinded her. S/He can't see. When everyone moved in the room, he doesn't notice. But when I moved, it's as if he can see me, and he does a similar move.


NOTE: dream lotus, watched Thor, did LaBerge Reality Check audio 2 before sleep with a card with the word "Prayer"

I don't know about anyone else on here but I hate mall dreams.

I was in the mall when some kid who was shoplifting candy from the store told me it was the end of the world or something big was going to happen. He said it was so big that it would hit the whole entire population and we would all be in a frenzy.

I then decided to shoplift some goods 'just in case' because I didn't know what would happen to me.

I remember getting into a cooler and there where energy drinks in there. This kid wanted me to hand him one because there was a limited stock of these in other stores or they were all gone.

Then the dream changed to where I ran into a different section of the mall to go baby shopping. There weren't any people here in a frenzy but on my way there I saw a few people who looked rushed. I was collecting baby things when some girl and her child and some other lady were discussing some event like a birthday party. I then noticed that there were presents wrapped up in the baby section for this birthday party like the event was being held there.

For some reason something hit me to start running and avoiding people to get out of the mall. So I ran. Other people were running too. I was running when I noticed that stores were starting to close and people where panicking to get out in time, some people where trapped and where held hostige in the stores. I didnt know what the heck was happening so I tried to run to the nearest exit but there didn't seem to be one. I ended up going to the lower level of the mall and running down this dark hallway with some people that I pulled along with me into this entrance until I woke up. It was like the dream was moving along with me.

I just Remembered this dream I had a while back while reading another person's forum post about how there dreams always suck really bad.

So, basically in my dream I was trying to located someone's house. This person was very important to me but I had no idea where I was in the dream world because everything looked so unfamiliar. I really didn't even know this person IRL. This person's family was asian and they had a really nice house with a backyard pool. I was hovering/floating over this person's house like I was a ghost or disembodied viewer when my mom drives her car into this person's backyard pool somehow causing it being an accident but to me it looked like she did it on purpose. END

First of all I was thinking "WTF is my mom doing here." I don't know how she discovered where I was but she did.

I've had a LOT of neighborhood dreams recently, reoccurring ones that I have had for years.

one of them is where I am at my old junior high, but it doesn't exactly resemble the one I actually went to, and with most of my recurring dreams its a location from real life but somehow its better looking and I get away with a lot more. So anyways, I'm at my old junior high school and I don't want to be there. There is a passing time between classes and that is usually when I decide to run away from school, literally, because every time I run away the school authorities want to run after me. I'm running down this really long side-walk that is still in school property it takes forever to get past school property so I'm no longer in school. Once I'm off school property this lady in a golf cart, who I seem to recognize, and is also the security officer at the school decides to chase after me in her golf cart. But, I out run her. Sometimes she has another guy who kind of looks like the school aid teacher I had In real life (IRL) in elementary school who is actually a women with a mustache. I get to this crosswalk. For some odd reason once I get to this crosswalk even though it is barely past school property I stop running. There are cars waiting for me to cross, and i wait until the crosswalk says to walk. But then I start running again all the way to a safe-zone in my old neighborhood.

The thing I hate about this dream Is that I'm never who I want to be in the dream therefore I'm always doing the wrong thing or something that I would never do even in a dream because its too boring.

It has gotten to the point now where I tell the lady and the whole school or the so called authorities that "i'm not worth their time, so why do the keep chasing me?" But I also tell myself within the dream that that "I will keep trying until I have a great defeat, or until I die trying."

I was at a airport with two guys I know in real life. We were on the runway, running away from security guards. I don't remember what we did, it may have been simply being on the runway, but we were all running away from them, splitting up. I reached a nearby city, but I continued to move and weave through crowds, knowing someone was following me. I figured maybe the cops were now following me... Someone grabs my arm while I am moving out of a crowd and I turn around as they leave and I see a beautiful blond girl holding my arms with piercing blue eyes, but the bottom parts of them are rimmed with orange. They were very pretty and unusual. I knew she was also hunting me down to turn me in but I was captivated by her eyes and all I could say was, "Your eyes are so pretty". She apparently thought I was just trying to distract her and said, "I'm not going to fall for that one again". And I said something back but I am not sure what. Something about asking her to do so one more time(but not like as a trick, but to believe it because seriously, it would be amazing if someone had eyes like that ). Then she simply turned away for some reason and let me go and walked off and vanished into a crowd. Then one of my friends ran by and I woke up due to my alarm clock... -.-'

Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Type: DILD (semi-lucid)

I remember being in some kind of forest area. It was very dark, but for some reason we had these little lamps hanging up in the trees to provide light. I was with a couple of people.

I can’t remember what caused us to do this, but my friends starting sprinting off, like they got scared of something. I quickly followed behind them, tracking them down with my eyes so that I wouldn’t get lost in the darkness.
I went around every tree and crevice that I could see that they dodged. I came to a small hill, and jumped off. In midair I thought, “Wait, this is a dream!” and landed. I felt a mild shock in my shoulders and back. I didn’t RC, I just kept following them. Eventually the dream ended. I only took that little moment to notice that I was dreaming, but lost lucidity right after that moment.

A Two Story Car?
I was with my sister Sam, and my little brother Tom. We were inside a large vehicle. There were these two men who were taking us somewhere in it.
I think we were trying to hide some sort of object. But I’ll get to that later.

We stopped at some sort of truck stop, and a lot of weird people were walking around. The men got out, and told us to stay inside. They would only be a minute.

We stayed inside the car and explored around. I found some stairs in the back of the car (the car outside was like a van, except it had two stories inside!) and climbed up them. Inside, I found a room as large as the one below. It looked like there were bookshelves full of records and books. Looking to the right I saw just a regular window. This room didn’t look like it was designed for a car at all, just a regular room you would find in your house.

I walked downstairs and my sister was playing music on the radio. It was so loud I heard it while on the stairs. I think my brother was just sitting there not doing anything.

I got back into my seat in the front (the steering wheel was on the right). I saw a weird man walk by, so I slid down in my seat. “Don’t let him see you.” I whispered.

Eventually the men came back. We drove to some sort of warehouse looking place. Whatever we were trying to hide, one of the men had with him. We walked inside and saw some people walking around boxes. Inside looked like a huge garage. We went through a sort of side room (it looked like a hotel room) and I think put whatever we were hiding on the floor.

Then the dream ended

It's About to Rain
We were at our school. I was with my friend Mike and his mom. We were outside on the playground, walking around. I remember Mike’s mom saying, “Mike, let’s go running.” (They were runners)
He looked at the sky. It was a weird shade of yellow and it was starting to rain. “No, mom,” he said. “It’s going to get bad, the weather.”
“Who cares let’s go.” She insisted.
“But mom –“
“Let’s go.” She said sternly.

After that weird episode, it turns out they didn’t go running after all. He came to my house and we were in my bedroom. I think he was supposed to keep me company during the storm.

Fragment
We were in my sister’s car. She was driving down the road. All of a sudden, we see a car bump the one in front of him. They immediately stop, and Ken keeps going, since she’s in the other lane. I hear her go, “Oh my gosh!”

First dream, all I remember is squeezing an orange, and I was in a class, where the teacher was Alaric Saltzman from The Vampire Diaries.
Second dream fragment, I was defrosting a porcupine and once defrosted it started walking towards me. For fear of getting hurt by it, I jumped in the air. Gravity was very low, and I landed beside my house. I peeked around the corner and saw a spotless cheetah, I let out a noise and quickly tried to scurry back to the front to go inside, but it made it around before I could make it out front.
Woke up, at 5:00 in the morning, attempted WILD.
Became frustrated as I laid there with nothing happening, I fell back asleep.
Third dream fragment, I was running through an unknown neighborhood and I saw my parents steal a vehicle. I needed to catch them, I ran to another house and saw the vehicle I was going to take. There was a man out front, I saw the spotless cheetah and warned him of this. He said thanks and I ran away. Woke up again, at 6:00, and went back to sleep. This time I didn't dream.

I've been a little lazy this past couple of days and have not been writing here. My recall is still slightly improving. God, I just wish my dry spell would end. I still need to try harder. Last night though I got decent recall, so here's the dream.

Chillin' In Korea
Date: January 28th, 2012
Lucid: No

I was just walking around in some bustling little asian town, that I just again "knew" was Korea. North or South, I didn't even wonder about that. I was walking around, watching the people going past me, looking at the buildings, just chilling out and feeling good. In fact, I felt like I could move to live in there.

All the sudden this orange truck stops beside me. Somehow I knew that it was Chinese. There were some soldiers and they asked me to get on board. I decided that why not, even if I felt a bit threatened and wondered if I have something to worry about.

In the truck's... what's the word? Let's just say "space in the back", anyway in there was some guy they were holding as prisoner. He was beaten and tortured. I noticed that once of my old army buddies was one of the three soldiers doing the dirty deed and one of them were my sister's boyfriend. Neither of them are really asian and they were just themselves in the dream as well, but for some reason Chinese soldiers as well.

So anyway I was angry about this man being tortured, but they just said that it wasn't against the law and it is what it is. Crazy shit law. I got really angry and in my mind I just rationalized "Well, if beating up a guy into a near death isn't illegal, then killing you isn't illegal either." Somehow I got an assault rifle on my hands and killed all of the soldiers.

At that point the truck was stopped in the middle of the woods, so I was in a perfect spot to get away with my murders. I grabbed the tortured guy on my shoulder and started running away. Most of the time it felt like the other guy weighted nothing, and finally the dream transitioned so that the guy was running along with me.

The environment had also transitioned. It looked like standard Finnish countryside. Some woods, some fields, house and barn here and there. We went across someone's yard and while the other guy got through unnoticed, some old woman spotted me. I tried to squirm my way out of it, but she wouldn't have it. I don't know what she could have done though, so why I just didn't leave? Anyway, the other guy saved me by saying something smooth and in the end we were welcomed inside their house.

We didn't stay for long, as we still had to continue fleeing from the authorities, who will surely eventually find the bodies and start tracking us down.

When that happens though, I'll be already awake.

Well i'm gonna warn you that this is the longest I have had so far and is gonna be a LOT of words. Before you read this understand that i'm not racist against anybody (i'm black but everybody says I act white, but I can't help it)

Well i'm looking for something near some bushes in front tree's that divide lawn's between some of my neighbors house. Anyway, there are some vicious dogs behind the trees, on a chain. So we are looking in the bushes and we see simething move and everyone but me jumps, and we are laughing because the oldest person out of us was scared the most. So we continue looking in the bushes for some unknown item. Then we hear a loud chain rattle like the dogs were moving towards us and everybody, i mean everybody jumps and runs away as fast as humanly possible. I jumped (and when I jump in a dream I go literally miles into the air and i don't know why I didn't see this as a reality check and fly away) like miles into the air and looked down (i have a fear of heights) and almost had a heart attack because the logical part of my brain kind of woke up and I thought I was gonna break my ankles when I landed. I was looking over the entire neighborhood like floating through the air, it was basically jumping at an angle so I glided over the neighborhood. Now that I think of it, it was exciting and AWESOME. For some reason after I landed the first time I jumped again even though their was no threat. I noticed while I was jumping the group I was with was saying I must have been really scared because I was still in the air. After a while I just ended up at my grandma's house. I was near her room and my aunt is talking to my grandpa and when I walk up to them and he tells me one of my girl (notice the space) friend's has sexy curves. I told him that if he was to come near her she would kill him with a fiery passion. My aunt tells me to go do something, so I walk away and I hear her go outside. I then open the door to be nosy and see what they're doing but she's behind the door sitting in a chair and says "What are you doing" so I say "sorry i'm nosy as eff and I had to come out here to see what y'all were doing. She tells me he went in my grandmas room and I say okay. Then an extremely short and BLACK, I mean really black and ghetto sixth grader comes up to us, OUT OF NOWHERE and says he goes out with one of my class mate's (she is classy, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and doesn't date black people). So I tell him in exact words "no you don't, you muss be confused cuz she don't wanch (want in ghetto language) you". So then I start running around screaming that the child is really confused. After that i'm in the hallway in my school. Me and one of my friends (can't remember which one) are talking. I then realize I am dreaming from no dream signs or anything. I try to will the setting of the school to change to something else but I loose lucidity and enter a class room. The class only has a few people in it and we are all talking. So while i'm talking to one of my friends the wall in the back if the room bursts and I see the killer "scream" behind the smoke. He walks toward me in that slow killer way and I run behind the desk (for some reason I don't feel like getting in a knife fight in this dream, the killer usually ends up running away in fear) and dodge the killer, so he tries to well kill me but I keep running and dodging him and he eventually runs away so I ask the class who is the killer after(i know it sounds stupid), and one of my friends says me, so I stuff her in my backpack and she starts laughing and i say that sounds like someone else is in there and it is. I don't realize that the people switched places as i'm walking towards the door I turn around three of the scream killers. I stop walking and they start running. I try to run away from one through the desks but they corner me off. I hit him and ran from the other killers with her still in my backpack and i dodge and eveade the killers until they all eventually run away. After they leave I get pissed off for some reason and wake up.

I am young, escaping the wrath of my father and king.

He has taken the thrown and his first great wish is to rebuild the kingdom's gates. The men gather around his lectern-like block of power. I cringe, knowing what path he will take.

So casually does he slit a volunteer's throat; blood quickly pouring out his throat and down his dark skin. I am livid.

I shuffle toward the new, intricate limestone gate the city has magically cast up over night. A string hangs from sloping cornice. Two of my mates knew what had happened and my intention to defy this... evil. They have the string in hand, and regret washes over me. As I lunge to stop them, they tug hard [I]for me[/I] and the honourable gate crumbles down.

I run.

The rest of the dream involves me sneaking back into the kingdom to retrieve some belongings to survive outside the walls on my own. Fortunately, my much younger sister has claimed my room and protected my things. And after a few times of sneaking successfully in the open, I wonder if I'm dead and a ghost--not everyone can see me, particularly my father.

When I set out again within the same hour, I'm now nearly 20 and trying to avoid patrolling guards as I take the path of the woods. I encounter peers who are having lessons on hunting with dire wolves as well as morphing into them--which they were riding. Massive things. One of them knows my dilemma and spots me. Assists me.

We're at a pub and I'm receiving mixed signals from the group. Do they want to help or turn me in? It ends with me making for the bathroom and needing four or five tries to close it's door (finally slamming it to the happiness of some customers around the bathroom).

I wake up; my mom comes rushing in the room packing stuff into a suitcase. I ask her why she is packing stuff up. She tells me that the Africans are taking over. I don't freeze with fear, I start packing all of my stuff into a bag pack. I look through the window and see the Africans closing in on us. I then begin to rush towards the door. While rushing towards the door I realize that I don't have my iPod. I run back to pick it up. While running out of the door I see some large Africans walking up the stairs holding boxes. I scan the area to find my brother and notice slowly walking down the stairs on the other side of the building. We meet up in the parking lot. While in the parking lot we run and end up at my grandma’s house miles and miles away from my house. All of my family is in my grandma's. It kind of feels like a party. I ask my grandma where T and B went. She says they are in my room. They both run out like party animals and I get energized and forget my house has been taken over. Then I began to mock T because he’s wearing summer clothes in winter. He tries to defend himself from the mocking but just gives up. Somehow my mother, brother, and I manage to make it back to my house. I see Africans rambling and moving stuff around in my room. Then I go up the stairs and burst through the door. When I enter I go on a crazy rampage eventually making the Africans retreat.

1st of June, 2010

I was in the living room with my family at night time. Cups that were lying around started standing themselves up and flicking up into the air. Started getting a really strange vibe and eventually discovered it was a ghost from 100AD trying to communicate with us.

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Went flying in a helicopter over a sparsely treed mountain but one of the landing struts hit a tree and ripped a giant hole in the bottom. We rolled out and down the hill.

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On a drive with Nooks. We went through this strange suburb and I authoritatively turned to her and declared that "I've just seen the future of houses."
In hindsight they were pretty ordinary.

We stopped the car and walked into one of the houses and into the bathroom where we fooled around for a bit. Nooks noticed some guys through the window loitering outside and said that they were wrapping our car in barbed wire. I ran outside and started yelling at them then got a pitchfork (!) from the boot of the car.
A massive fight broke out.
Eventually one of the guys ran to some house to get backup so I took off.
Sprinted through gardens and over fences and up hills for what seemed like an eternity and ended up near a backyard pool. This Maori guy came up with a giant dog but we talked it out and everything was okay.
He said he dealt MDMA and the dream ended with an awkward "oh... ...can I have some?"

I finally had enough recall to write about last night & day - that's right, it seems that my sleeping pattern has organically turned into biphasic. I don't mind, I've always been drawn to that kind of sleeping. I used to try polyphasing heavily back some time ago, but that didn't really succeed. Anyway, I'm still not fully satisfied with my recall. I remembered a lot, but for the most part it was just fragments. I'm going to write here the longest fragment.

Shootin' Cops
Date: January 10th, 2012
Lucid: No

I don't think I was in my own body in this dream, it was more like being in some charismatic dude's body. I don't know what I was searching, but I opened some kind of coffin and it tilted towards me, so that some stuff got all over me. It caused weird, tingling sensation in my body.

Then I transformed to our house's kitchen. There was some woman there. I told her about my sensations. She said that she needs to do something to me. She used an odd word that I didn't understand, so I can't exactly tell what she said. I feel that there was something supernatural going on there, like I've gotten some kind of curse over me from the coffin and she had to remove it.

She took my hand gently and held it and we had a beautiful, silent moment there. But it had to be ruined, obviously. The cops arrived to the house with their lights on and sirens howling.

Oh shit. My alter ego knew that he was in trouble. He stayed calm and picked up the lady. I was thinking like I was creating a plot twist, that "they must keep touching, or else whatever the woman was doing won't work." So on some level, I knew it wasn't real, but my brains wouldn't tell me what it was and I wasn't smart enough to realize it's a dream.

So now I was there carrying in the woman with my masculine alter ego body. I went to the back of the house and jumped out of the window with her, thinking that we'd could get away.

Not gonna happen. For some reason couple of police were laying on their backs in the backyard and got up immediately after I jumped down. They started firing at me. Brutal, they'll just fire at me despite me carrying an innocent civilian? Anyway I get a pistol from somewhere and start firing back. To my surprise I hit, and then I remember like I've read, that this guy is an excellent shooter. So it's a book now? Mkay...

After killing the first two cops the rest of them run behind me and keep firing towards me. Dream started fading, but I still remember that I wasn't hitting them anymore when the dream ended. I remember being frustrated, but not really scared - I still knew that it was something not real.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a huge building like a church. The building was actually made up of a few different kinds of buildings, all joined together. Some of the sections may actually have been more like a school building. But the part I was in was like a huge, dim sanctuary in a church.

There were other people in the sanctuary, but only a few. I was at a distance from most of them. A priest was also in the sanctuary.

I was concerned because a girl (possibly H, though at least at certain points in the dream she may have been a blonde woman) was really upset about something. The woman was at the very other end of the building. But I knew she was so upset that she was planning on leaving this building, and the neighborhood it was in, altogether.

I knew I needed to stop her. But I didn't know how I could. I knew I'd have a chance to stop her: she'd have to walk past this end of the building as she ran away. I imagined the woman in a gauzy dress, almost as fancy and long as a wedding dress, running away through a mostly barren ball field that was just outside the sanctuary. A door in the sanctuary was actually open to this ball field right now.

Everybody seemed to be concerned about the woman. The priest told me, "Well you just have her come outside to meet me. I'll play some sports with her, and that'll get her to stay."

I thought the priest was being kind of stupid. I thought to my experience with people professed to be "analysts" in the business world. I thought how they always thought they had such great solutions to problems. But, really, I reflected, they just messed things up even more than they had previously been messed up. The priest kind of reminded me of an analyst. So I didn't want to trust him.

Soon the woman (who may now definitely have been H) went running through the ball field. I ran out and stopped her. For some reason, H, the priest, and I all started playing something like hockey in the ball field.

The three of us at first just seemed to be knocking the puck back and forth to each other. Then it eventually seemed like we were playing against each other, as if each of us were a separate team.

We each had a hockey stick made out of some kind of metal, like the metal on doors or coverings for sidewalks, with criss-crossings of metal nubs all along the surface. The sticks were painted red and blue. At some point, the sticks may have been made out of something like very thin balsa wood.

The priest, H, and I were all in a kind of fun scuffle, trying to get at the puck. I didn't feel like I was being brave enough about getting into the middle of things. So I worked my way in even more. The priest said, "What are you doing in the middle of things like this? You aren't supposed to be out here like this. You're a goalie!"

I realized the priest was right. I was a little ashamed of myself. I walked over to some area that I now designated the goal. I figured when ----- (I don't know which of the two) shot, I'd stay brave and do my best to catch the puck, no matter how hard the puck was or how much it hurt my hands. I also figured I'd stick my hand in amongst the fighting sticks to grab the puck, even if the sticks hurt my hands.

I looked behind myself. I may have seen a beige curtain of heavy, velvety material. The curtain seemed to be as big as the curtain for a big theatre.