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Some people were shooting as if it was Call Of Duty on a rooftop and at the end the person I saw the eyes through jumped off a building without having intended it - He overshot or didn't look where he was going.

I was in a military office complex. I was a spy who had entered there to steal some of their secrets.

The problem is, getting out seemed to be harder then getting in...

I was hiding in a office with big windows to the corridor, and when I peered though them I could see guards patrolling there. There was some kind of voice trying to give me successions on how to sneak past them. I tried but somehow I alerted the guards. But that proved to be a good thing, since they entered the office I was hiding in one by one, meaning I could shoot them as soon as they entered. This is a tactic I have used in many computer games :p At one point they were standing in line, kind of waiting to enter and be shot.

With all the guards dead I was free to just walk out of there.

It all felt like a computer game to be honest...

18.07.2013

It's Just an Environmental Awareness Safety Course Right? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems this hypnosis script is working well for me, and the scary thing is, because of its universal use in being able to connect the dots better and recall things better, if I were to actually make a hypnosis script to have better recall, the dream content below would be greater, much greater.

I'm also beginning to notice how easy it to get the dream plot despite of my lack of knowing the content within it. Because I focus on the emotions and as much of the totality of the dream-scape itself, piece by piece, I can find bits of imagery coming in to make the dream a little bit more comprehensible. Of course, it's not perfect, especially since I'm only using a general hypnosis script, but I'm glad either way that I have this memory still ingrained in my unconscious. Since after all, the more the person finds themselves naturally wanting to remember these things and sustaining them even when they have to do something else, it becomes easier to recall.

Anyway,

So I'm inside a house that's almost the exact replica of the one I'm staying currently in waking life. Only that this house within the dream had this sense of a yellow-green atmosphere flowing around me and my perception of reality within the dream. Imagine for a moment of recalling any of your dreams where you found yourself mixing through sepia themed dreams or even yellow-green overlay dreams where it feels as if you're going into the past or even just in a rush because while you're moving quickly, everyone around you and the environment around you feels like it's going a bit slower than you.

But at the same time, you find yourself noticing that you tend to slow down a bit as well in order to be able to socialize with these dream characters, otherwise, things wouldn't make sense if you spoke fast while they couldn't right? Now, I'm going through that same motion, and everything is coming by naturally, and I haven't even gained sentience or the type of awareness to see that I'm dreaming, however, due to the circumstances within the dream, I probably did, but just wanted to see the plot unfold.

But now is not the time for me or you reading this to worry about that, and as I go through embracing the dreaming environment a bit more, I started to get myself solidified into the dreaming experience. I begin to notice there were a few dream characters already engaging themselves with each other. Eventually, I found myself slipping into the conversation somehow as I'm sitting next to a dark-skinned female that resembles someone in waking life.

It's as if she never knew what I was doing beforehand, standing around the environment feeling as if I was just lost in the moment of the dream, lost within the confines of my mind as I'm twisting and turning the dream time and dream setting without even realizing it. The more I engaged myself with these dream characters, the more the yellow-green atmosphere, or the overlay surrounding this dream setting disappears.

I noticed how I continued to blend in with the dream characters, mixing around in seeing things in third and first person. The female beside me is wearing a white blouse along with white short pants. The contrast between her dark skin and the white clothes, combined with the slightly saturated sepia tone within the dream makes it hard to see if this is some simulated dream with implications of a past moment or something, or even a glimpse into a probable event in the future.

Suddenly, my confusion for this dream being random or probable pre-cog, was eliminated the moment I heard this female asked me a question about what I'll be doing after summer is over. I knew her response related to some things I'm actually doing over the summer, and then she stops herself abruptly and remembers her logic doesn't make sense. And the experience was weird in itself, it felt as if I knew she would come to that realization, and all I needed to do was just wait and see her do it.

It's as if that despite of my uncertainty in this dream, it felt as if there were unconscious processes becoming apparent to me. Such as what people might say, how things will end up, how the dream will turn out, and such.

I wondered because of this awareness of the unconscious formulating the plot of this dream were my sparks of being lucid, but just going back with the dream since the lucidity didn't really matter. I'm not sure if because I was aware of these unconscious processes, that I naturally find myself not caring much about lucidity altogether, seeing how I would obviously do something completely different if that were the case.

The moments within this dream, the pacing, started having its ups and downs to the point where I couldn't follow what else these people were saying, and it feels as if there would be a dream shift because of it. Before the dream shifts, I recalled that the same female, this woman in her 50s most likely just like in waking life, told me about some type of Environmental Awareness Safety Course that I could take.

Find that pretty ironic as I spent most of this dreaming entry describing the dream environment.

The moment she stated this, her existence is hard to follow because I realized I shifted from being inside of a house to being outside with maybe 2 people with me. It felt as if this same lady was replaced with a younger dream character, and I began to notice how I was looking at a certain person within the dream while she's talking to me.

You know how you're discussing things with people, and you tend to avert your eyes a bit from time to time to look around in space and the environment? It was just like that, except that this dream character himself had something that was odd or familiar about him for me to make a longer gaze at him.

It wasn't anything concerning, I was probably just bored of the content the dream character female to the right of me was saying, and probably was just staring at space when a dream character just happened to be within that spectrum of vision. The man notices I'm looking at him as well, and this gives us an awkward moment where we go back to the people we're discussing things with and pretending nothing happened. I can't really recall the next conversation, so I'll talk about the dream shift to where things get even more random and a bit more hectic.

You may notice how the pacing of this dream, or at least these dreams that I felt connected with each other, really doesn't add up, but still somehow makes sense. It's as if that despite of being able to recall of this, we have a predisposition to connect the dots together, even if the endeavor itself would just be apophenia.

However, even with these patches of recall, I'm sure if I gave this recall more thought rather than putting it off, I may have found an underlying meaning behind this, just like finding a needle in a haystack of information that feels less significant.

You may also begin to notice how my dream self went from this passive and naive boy to some calculated and psychopath closet serial killer. It won't make sense initially, but there's no need to worry about that now until you begin to notice when I start to change completely within this dream.

Now, I find myself inside of a tunnel, a very spacious tunnel. The sounds bouncing from the walls with ease as I hear the vibrations and humming, I begin to notice that there may have been some vehicles around here if I looked beyond that's right to the curve blocking my view of what's ahead.

Suddenly, I find myself being cognizant of a dream character to my left, and she's another dark-skinned female, and I had a feeling she was this same female talking to me before the dream shift. Something felt so weird being around her, and I kept paying more attention to her to wonder why I would be in this tunnel with this female.

Because of my uncertainty, I had to just let things happen naturally and just become aware of the unconscious feelings and emotions so that I would be able to connect the dots and have better neurological changes to hopefully get the underlying meaning of this dream. This female, despite of her facade not having contrast to this dream, her vibe, her energy, the way she expressed herself even when she was dormant for a good bit before I got myself back into the pacing of the dream was comforting.

I felt safe around her, but also had these feelings that she has bigger plans ahead for us within this tunnel. She's wearing a swamp-green jacket with a few highlights that quickly made me assume it was probably raining when we were going into this road tunnel.

Her black hair has a small shine, but not enough to really provide contrast within this dream environment, which was saturated in a brown and nearly sepia tone overlay. While the overlay itself made the environment bland, insignificant, boring to gaze at, there was a sense of realism as I found the air around me literally going in and out through my eyes and body.

My breathing, the pacing was perfectly fine, I felt as if I had unlimited energy and would never be tired, and all that would make it seem any different from that would simply be psychosomatic occurrences (And by that, just like how initially when we first recall our lucid dreams, we may found ourselves getting excited mentally, and because of that, the body will generally follow, which would generally make us have a harder time staying in touch with the dream).

Because I began to notice myself being dissociated from the double-edge sword that psychosomatic reactions can give us in our dreams, I felt more at ease for whatever plot would come in this dream. I literally had this unconscious implication that it's simply a dream, a simulation, but knowing whether or or if I'm aware of the dream simply didn't matter. Because like before, you'll remember how that if I were lucid, things would end up differently (i.e. me changing the dream environment).

Finally, the pacing of the dream picks up a bit more, I started to feel the rush, the excitement, the slight thrill of wondering what will come next. And with this assurance of security I had with this female beside me, despite of her being this randomly generated thought-form/dream character, I'm finally getting into the groove of this dream.

I found myself realizing what I'm wearing, a black long jacket that stretches all the way down to my ankles along with a dark gray shirt and black dress pants. It felt weird that while this female had her jacket saturated with water, my outfit was completely dry and perfect. I guess having my jacket wet would feel uncomfortable seeing how I would begin to notice the weight of the soaked jacket.

Now, the female and I find ourselves encountering a police officer, and during this moment, there was this feeling of fear, the type of fear that foreshadowed there would be bad things to come. But because of how this female to the left of me sweet talks her way with this police office, I decided to mute the conversation altogether.

Now, you may begin to notice why I wanted to mute the conversation, because I knew that the more she would sweet-talk her way with the police officer, how she expresses herself wouldn't matter, because you'll find out quickly that the dream character's fate would be sealed either way. I merely avert my eyes to some other direction, while still keeping my peripheral vision in synch with the female's swamp-green jacket. Somehow, just somehow, she finds a way to kill him silently.

Instantly, I turn around a bit to have better inward focus on what she's holding, a silenced pistol. The moment I saw this pistol, and how my outfit and her outfit felt a bit peculiar, there was some kind of ambition that would involve some kind of retaliation. I started connecting the dots a lot better from that, and just let whatever happen, happen.

It as if I was shifting through being a spectator of the dream and shifting myself into the dream in third person or first person. My sense of identity was more expansive, and it felt like I was watching 1080p Blue-ray film or something while still shifting back and forth from spectator to a participant in the dream.

Because I have a better presumption of who this female is, a sweet talker that knows how to kill and fortunately doesn't seem she'll try and switch sides and do the same for me, I had a feeling of what she would do next, hide the body. She opens a door to the left of us, and I follow along with her, and I noticed I still have some fear for her.

But with the security she easily expressed to me that she wouldn't shift her positive views of me, it was more of me having conflicting moments of a sense of security with fear slipping in despite of knowing things would be perfectly fine with her. Because the sense of security beings to express itself more to me, the more I wondered the point of me being with her. That would find myself realizing I would be safe around her made me wonder if I'm just the same as her, except I'm just letting her do things her way.

Or maybe I was really commanding her to do something unconsciously while at the same time, I still thought I was just some guy who happened to have an expert killer that happens to be nice to me. So as she places the body in a decent position, I realized there's another door to me on my right. While she's busy standing around there, I take a small peek of what's beyond.

You know how when it's raining, and you see the lights' horizon on the vehicle front being more apparent, and how with the slight drizzling of water that goes all over the place distorts that light, but in subtle ways? It was just like that, and because of that, I started to question the situation we're in now, because those same lights were police officer lights.

Even though I only glanced quickly to see what's out there, I had a presumption there would be at least 10-20 cops, maybe more seeing how that was just looking at one part of the tunnel before the curve to the right blocked my vision of the rest of the path. I was surprised that despite of these cops aiming their automatic weapons at us, that they didn't even realize I closed the door. I looked at the female and gave her a gesture that we need to go now.

Like NOW.

She instantly gets the idea, and as I'm following her by going back out from the door we cam in, abstract dream logic starts kicking in again.

Immediately, I heard a click.

This is not a good click.

After this concerning click, I can hear the sound of the hands moving around the object slowly, and I quickly realized we're at gunpoint. All at once, everything felt like it was just going to end here, when everything felt so right and calculated, only to be contradicted with a dream character that just happened to show up so quickly.

It almost felt as if my female companion in this dream didn't take out all two individuals in this dream, and if I were to actually pay attention to who she was talking to rather than muting out the conversation and realizing someone was with her, we wouldn't be in this position at gunpoint.

However, my female companion seems to defy the contradicting logic of the dream character showing up by bravely moving away from him, despite of our backs facing him. I looked at her and wondered how she could risk her life like this, how could someone just go around throwing their lives away like that and keep moving?

But now wasn't the time for me to revel in that thought, I felt her character, her courageous demeanor, I wanted to follow along with that. I slowly walked and followed her side by side as well, while having 360 vision of seeing the guy still aiming the gun at us.

Why isn't he shooting us? Why, despite of what the female did to the other guy by killing him, he doesn't shoot us? It felt inconsistent, and I wondered if the female companion truly instilled fear into the police officer that he couldn't shoot, or maybe he was just afraid to pull the trigger altogether for other reasons.

While I'm sustaining 360 vision a bit longer, it feels the officer is putting his gun down, and me and the random female companion gracefully exit out of the tunnel. Now that we're outside, while still sustaining the 360 vision, I begin to notice the air is much different than inside the tunnel. Things aren't so concentrated as much with the sound waves, and everything feels spacious again. We're now in a section of a road, and we're near the side railing, just like what you would see if you were driving in high altitude.

While we're walking, I'm still trying to string together what in world just happened with this experience with the police officer. I immediately find myself being addicted to this female's presence, so I quickly ran up to her and quickly conformed to her pace of walking. She doesn't really look at me much, keeping her head in profile view to me, and she starts explaining what happened.

Apparently, she stated how she switched guns with the cop somehow, which means that if the cop is holding the gun without gloves, he would be caught in a situation where if the cops that we encountered before closing the door again finds out the bullet of the dead cop came from that same gun, the cop would be in a predicament of explaining what happened.

While she's telling me this, it's still hard to comprehend how she switched the gun somehow, and why the cop didn't want to shoot us. It felt as if while she was trying to make a cohesive statement, she ended up failing, or maybe I failed to acknowledge the other bits she was declaring to me. And even though I was confused, I still found myself somehow trying to connect the dots again by what she stated and actually congratulated her for pulling it off.

Okay, why am I congratulating her on killing someone? I know that she had to do it to avoid any kind of problems with them, but still, it felt almost disgusting for me to state that to her. My own mentioning of acknowledging her ability to get us out of the situation ruined the value of the plot of this dream. Just what in the world was going on and why am I suddenly finding solace in what she did just now?

Of course, this didn't really make itself apparent that much, seeing how I still had some fear with this woman. She was an enigma, while I was sure that I could basically do anything to her (sexual thoughts started coming in for some reason), I still wanted to do it in a subtle manner because I don't know what her breaking point is. This started to become sick, but before the dream ended, it was as if all the thrill and fear turned me on because of how she expressed herself.

So I guess after that, we had sex, I can't recall what happened after, just the two of us walking down the road.

But I'm sure with my attitude around her, we were bound to have sex.

Lol.

Operation Homicide - Ep. 101 Bad-Ass McCoy is a series of my dreams where I take on the character of Bad-Ass McCoy, and kick ass. Whether it be random villains or Albanian drug lords, Bad-Ass can handle it all. So get your guns ready, cock 'em, and hand 'em over, because I'm about to do all the shooting.

Level of Lucidity: 1
Level of Clarity: 4
Level of Realism: 4
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)


Operation Homicide Ep. 101: There I am. In a fancy, modern style apartment building. I'm standing in a large ground floor room, that seems to be partially a gym, and partially a recreational room. There's quite a few dream characters around me, and I seem very confident in my ability to walk from one side of the room to the other. I walk to the other side of the room, and find a doorway with a staircase behind it. I climb the stairs for about four flights, and then the stairs simply end, with a ladder and a small roof door above it that requires the climber to push it open to continue their ascent.

I pushed it open, and had a look around. It was a standard apartment roof and seemed completely normal, but I did notice that it was a very hard angle to pull myself up and onto the roof from the ladder, so I just stayed on the ladder and looked around. After a few brief moments of looking, I began to lower myself down the ladder and descend to the ground floor. When I got the the ground floor, mostly everything was the same, except for the fact that most of the walls had been replaced with large ceiling to ground windows. Similar to this, but without the window pains:



Suddenly someone walks in and starts an argument with a lady behind one of the park benches conveniently located in the middle of the room. He then turned his head and stared dead at me. I felt something in the back waistband of my pants, and quickly reached back and whipped out a pistol. The man whipped out a pistol too, and began to fire at me. Luckily he was a retard when it comes to aim, and I managed to shoot him square in the chest, I believe killing him.

After that everyone looked semi-relieved. All of a sudden two more men come busting through one of the ceiling to ground windows. They both have guns but for some reason decide to run at me instead of shooting me. I decided not to shoot them and instead turn around and begin running up the stairs. (Dream logic...)

They weren't far behind me, but as I began to run up more and more stairs, I started skipping stairs and climbing 3-4 stairs with each step. I got quite a ways ahead of them, but then I got to the ladder. I climbed up it with ease, but then had trouble pushing the latch open to finish my escape onto the roof. The enemy caught up with me and one of the men grabbed a hold on my foot.

I looked down to the guy and said "Wait a second guys, let me get up here, I don't wanna fall."

The two enemies nodded their heads and said "Okay, good point" and then let my foot go so I could safely open the latch. I then decided it best to perhaps go back downstairs and make an exit instead of jumping off of a roof. The guys understood and followed me down. The guys and I commenced to telling some jokes and laughing on the way down about the guy who I killed. By the time we reached the bottom floor I snapped back to my senses and whipped my pistol around and shot both guys, but neither died.

I ran through the window that they busted when they made their entrance and I was just out of their reach of being able to grab my shirt. I ran around the back of the building and came all the way around to the side opposite of where they busted in. There was a bench outside of the window I was running towards, and everything suddenly moved in extreme slow motion. I ran up to the bench and jumped just enough so that my left leg landed on the seat of the bench. I looked back and thought to myself "Maybe they won't know how to jump and will just trip on the bench." It made zero sense, but after seeing what a derp their friend was, anything was possible. I jumped up and over the bench, and dived through the window, landing in a somersault.



The two guys simply walked around the bench and walked into the building through the giant hole I just made in the glass. I turned to them and without thinking shot both of them.

Everyone in the lounge area seemed very surprised and scared at the fact that I just fired my pistol indoors, and less surprised or scared that I just killed 3 people.

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at me, until one guy shouted "Go get-em Bad-Ass McCoy!"

I casually walked out of the building through the front door with my new idenetity, feeling totally, 100%... bad-ass.

Date: June 11, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (hoping to WILD, but fell asleep)
Total hours: 6-7 hours

Dream Frag:
Somebody I knew had just won the lottery and she was telling everyone how rich she was and that she had just got off the plane from traveling from London (No, I didn't get the lottery numbers! )

Dream#1:
A male friend of mine had been in an argument with another male friend of mine and I was a witness to him being shot several times in the butt and in his right leg. I helped him hide from the shooter and from the police in a small house owned by another friend of mine...then I woke up.

Dream #2:
About 2-3 three people were in this bathroom sounding like they were having sex with each other. Another person thought they knew who it was, but I told them that they were wrong, that it was not the person he thought it was, but an alien...yes, an alien was having sex in the bathroom . They told me to prove it by catching the alien, so I waited for the alien to come out of the bathroom. When the alien did come out, I grabbed him with my both my hands. He was no bigger than a baseball. He started to scream and wiggle, but I kept a tight grip on him so he could not escape.

The alien started to change shape in my hands by getting smaller or becoming a liquid as an attempt to slip out of my hands. All I could think about was if the alien escaped, I could not prove I had seen one, so my main goal was to hold onto the alien for proof (why can't I remember my main goal is to pay attention to a dream sign...like an alien having sex? ). Then, the alien became extremely sticky in my hands and the colorful pattern on the alien's skin stuck (or merged?) onto my skin and then my skin began to resemble the alien's skin . I started to freak out thinking I was going to turn into an alien and everyone was going to think I was the one having sex in the bathroom so, I let him go...and woke up pissed.

My memory of the dream starts from the point where I'm walking down a street in my neighbourhood and I notice some people yelling near the block my house is on. I come closer and I see 3 guys wearing skimasks running around, I think they were trying to steal something from one of the nearby shops when probably they were noticed. Not especially odd, since they were stealing literally in broad daylight.

Apparently my little sister, and I believe one of my older sisters, are with me and one of the criminals managed to get his hand on my little sister to use as hostage. He held a gun to her and threatened to shoot her if anyone would try to get near them. As soon as I saw a gun pointed at my defenseless sister as she was being used by those pieces of scum, I felt some kind of fearless strength suddenly rising within me extremely fast and I knew I was going to save her no matter what.

There were three guys, one was holding my sister and the other two were frantically running around him. I spotted an opening when the guy holding my sister aimed his gun at someone else and I ran for him, knocked him over and ran away with my sister running on front of me, so I could take any shots aimed at her with my body. All three of them start shooting at us, and as we were almost around the corner of the builings one bullet grazed her arm and I took a bullet to my back and my left arm.

We escaped the robbers, or whatever criminals they were, and now we were in a room much like my bedroom. My sister is lying down and she is happy I saved her. I am standing and I just can't seem to shake the feeling that even though we made it, she got hurt in the process, and that I should have prevented it. I know we're in a house where my parents and other sisters are as well and decide to go out of the room to do something, I don't know exactly what. At this point my memory of the dream stops.

I woke up shortly after this dream and it left me feeling a bit sad for about 10 seconds or so, which is extremely long for me. I guess this dream did a number on me

It first started back at the adult school I'm currently attending. It was around 10:00 in the morning when I was standing next to a wall in front of the school. Me and a few other boys were looking around to see if there were any other people trying to attack us. We stood together as people were walking around the school.

There were a group of boys who passed us. They were teenage boys looking for trouble. Lucky for us we also had a group just in case one of them attacked. It's not something that would happen in waking life. The group of boys walked over to the side of the school, next to the road, and we watched them to see if they were staring at us or giving off any unusual attention.

I never hang around with anyone in reality. Something a few minutes later occurred. There was a man in front of the school, an old man who looked to be around 50 years old. He pulled out a gun a few seconds later and started shooting up the school. Everyone was running scared, even my group. The first moment I heard the shots, I ran back to a thin alley way behind me. I ran as fast as I could. While running I thought about the possibility that this could be the last day I'd live. I followed the people in front of me. We all ran the same direction and as I was running I only thought about the fear that this shooter is coming after us. My only goal was to get the hell out of there as fast as possible!

It started to rain right after we left school property. It was also gloomy and depressing as we were running for our live. Me and the rest already knew where to go but we had to make sure we didn't run in to the shooter. We came across a few homes and apartment buildings around the area. At one point, we did see the shooter again and when we did, I knew I was the one he was most interested in. The dream was over when I was about to enter an upstairs apartment building.

It was a sunny day. It was supposed to be a calm day here at the farms. Me and the rest of my child development class were going to be taught outside a farm house out in the middle of nowhere. Everyone was just arriving to class.

I wasn't paying to much attention to the surroundings but I did notice a farm home right in front of the class. I never seen anyone come out of it. It was a really lonely area and the only people I saw there were classmates from the child development class I just took.

I walked towards the classmates as they were having their early morning talks together. I noticed a couple people. They were Brandy and Susan(I didn't pay too much attention to the rest). I didn't see a teacher at the time, I'm assuming she's late too. However, something bad happened. I had an assault rifle on me. I was carrying it in my hands. I walked up to one of the classmates in front of my and started firing. At first, I thought it was tragic, but then it looked more like Call of Duty when I was aiming down the cross hairs shooting them.

That was it.

I'm at what I presume to be an away football game for my highschool. This place was supposedly very ghetto and dangerous and that was soon to be apparent. I'm standing up against this wall which is part of a building and I see a line of people 20 feet in front of me with guns. They start shooting at each other and it turns into a gang fight, but the people next to me up against the wall are unphased by it and so am I. Then I get the feeling bullets are being shot near us so I run around the building to the other side and I see my friend Kolby running next to me. That's when I got the feeling of a gunman chasing us (classic nightmare) and that if we didn't run away fast enough we were going to be shot. I see Kolby tripping over himself he's running so fast and I'm close behind. There's also like 20 people scattered running with us and we run into some forest. Some classmate named Matt from my school is sitting in the forest so I tell him to get up unless he wants to be shot and we continue running through some forest until I wake up.

10.01.2013

Two Executioners After Me (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a Resident Evil 4 and 5 themed dream, and I believe I'm walking along with someone who's my partner. I ask them to be cautious of the Las Plagas enemies and any other random enemies; I even tell them that killing one enemy a certain way would be easier in the long run.

I believe it was the Las Plagas enemy in the game that wears a red robe, and he wasn't wearing the mask in the pic below:

I realized I'm all alone now, and I'm walking inside of a dark hallway with white floors and gray walls. It seems there was something in this hallway I was going to get, but I don't have really good recall of it.

The dream shifts where I decide to turn around and get out, and there's two Executioners in front of me that have mid-ranged weapons connected by chains.

The environment outside looks like a derived section of the Village section in Resident Evil 4, and the skies are dark brown with thunder randomly appearing. There are dark brown trees with no leaves whatsoever, and the surface is mixed with autumn leaves and a dirt trail in the middle.

I try to see what they're going to do, and it seems they're going to take turns in trying to kill me, so it's basically a 1 vs 1 encounter.

I don't know why the other one in the left is here, but I focus my attention on the one to the right because he flings things large metal start spiked object at me, and I'm deflecting it with something I can't recall too well.

I hear the metal clanks, and I can feel the aggressive force this executioner is exerting when using the chained weapon at me. I bounce back, and I'm honestly having a hard time, and since he has two of these weapons, I have to keep myself aware even after I deflect one weapon.

It took him maybe 2-3 seconds to chain the attacks together before taking a 4 second break to prepare for another chain, and there were two moments where I almost got injured.

I keep deflecting the attacks, literally on my toes having to spatially expand my awareness. I don't know what I do next, but I get used to his attacks and I presume that I would make a final kill somehow before I have to deal with the one on the left.

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10.01.2013

Cowboy Bebop Final Episode Simulation (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember being at an elevator, pressing the up or down button on the glossed dark brown panel.

The elevator dings, and random men in black suits start aiming their guns at me from both elevator doors.

I duck for cover somehow and kill them off, and I can't really feel myself being injured or anything like that. I try to press the button several times after dealing with this onslaught, and it just keeps going and going maybe 2-3 times....I can't remember anything after that.

After playing Just Cause 2 early in the morning, I had a dream about it. I don't much from it, most of what I remember was being on the ground.

I landed on an airway and was getting shot at by people on the other side. I was going in alone, so I felt outnumbered. Most of the people shooting me never weren't very precise with their guns but there was one person who did shoot at a long distance. After that person shot me, the bullets coming at me scared me. The enemy was looking straight at me and as I saw them aiming their guns, I tried to dodge them quickly by running. It was no longer a game.

I made my way past the airway and followed the parking lot near it. I walked near a full set of parked cars and I saw a man coming out from one of them and immediately starts shooting me. This man was confident, if I'd let him shoot me, it would be over. I quickly dispersed and moved back. This could not stop him though. He already had someone else waiting to plan my execution.

Now instead of an airway, we appeared on a street right in front of suburban homes. I ran quickly past one of the homes but see this one man coming out of one and immediately shoots a gun out of my left hand. There was something strange about the way he pointed the gun though. He had the gun pointed down, I'm not sure if this is just his style or just a very luck shot.

The man lectured me about something but all I thought about was his pointed straight at me. This was going to be my end. I was scared of losing then. I listened to what he had to say and hoped the outcome changed. He threw the gun to the ground but after doing that, he brought out a new gun from his right pocket and begin to ready his pistol. He looked straight at me and shot me somewhere in the legs(I didn't know he even shot me). Before he killed me, I got to say something to him. I looked at him and told him, "Only pussies use guns." He looked pissed then shot me. Then I woke up.

Probably not a good way to start a year...

I am staying at my ex boyfriend Jaris's house, but it is really my grandma's old house from real life. There is a blindfolded naked white boy in one of the rooms. I am supposed to go in and have sex with him but instead I turn him down and he says he likes that I am not easy.

I am sharing a bed with Ronald (ex's deceased brother in real life) trying to sleep. He keeps touching me underneath the covers while his girlfriend is on the bed with us.

I am in a hospital wearing a gown and carrying my chair to my vanity. I go into the waiting room and I can't find my mom or her boyfriend and I get pissed off. I sit down along the wall next to a girl and a guy. I call my mom and she won't tell me where she sat so I get angry and start cussing her out. The girl next to me makes a comment which pisses me off even more and moves to another seat. The guy is just shaking his head at me.

Now I am crusin around in a big van with my crew. I'm in a gang and we have hits we need to complete. Lil Wayne is one of the gang members. I am a black girl now too. Other members of our gang include little kids. We go into the hospital and knock each person off our list. One of the hits is a young black girl. We kidnap her and drive around with her until we get bored and decide to blow her brains out. Geoffrey (from my childhood) is driving. Lil Wayne gets shot by accident and I comfort him as he dies in my arms.

Geoffrey is driving crazily around my moms house. He is driving through peoples yards and he ends up in my backyard. My dog Sunny and my cousins dog Yogi are playing and I am scared Geoffrey is going to hit them.

There are only 5 of us left. Geoffrey hands us each a gun to match our character. He hands me a small hand gun and tells me I am nurturing. We then begin shooting at each other. I shoot at everyone except for Geoffrey because he says he won't shoot me because I wasn't mean to him in school. Kylie is mad that I shot at her because she wasn't going to shoot at me until I shot at her. I definitely shoot Amanda and she shoots me back. I also shoot the little girl while looking underneath the seat in the chest. I later feel bad for shooting at Kylie and the little girl.

We realize they were bb guns and I now have tiny bb's stuck in my skin. The majority of them are along my hips and I feel sore. We go back to the hospital and I am running down the hallways hoping no one can see that I'm shot.

I enter a room full of thugs. They are all starring at me looking like they are in love. I go and sit next to my homie Snoop Dogg and all the other guys are soo jealous. Snoop Dogg is actually cute in my dream and we all are wearing black puffy north face coats. He also looks short.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

his dream seems a crossover of Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction. I'm part of some female elite assassins' gang. Apparently one of the girls did some shit and another one beats her up until she looks dead. She wants to throw her body in the river. I don't agree with any of this and I check if the other girl is still alive. She is and I convince my colleague that we should spare her life. Then out of nowhere comes our boss, who is none other than Samuel L. Jackson. He asks why we haven't finished her up and when we say we didn't think it was necessary, he decides we're getting soft and shoots at us. He kills the other two and I barely escape. Then begins a long chase with gun fights. I start confident that I will beat him, but after a while I feel that he might manage to kill me. We have a last chase at a crowded hotel with glass elevators and emergency staircases. I jump from a window, enter the hotel again and cross the kitchen in a last attempt to lose him. When I'm out of ideas, a huge earthquake shakes the whole building and I decide to run to outside. Stuff collapses behind me and he gets trapped inside. I feel relief, but then outside I encounter mayhem. The earthquake is caused by the fall of what seem to be meteorites, but instead of making large impact craters, they explode like nuclear bombs and radioactive clouds form in the sky. Everybody is running for their lives and I look for some good shelter. I find it at an old monumental church with heavy wooden doors which I lock behind me. I inform the people inside about what's happening outside and we try as much as possible to insulate doors and windows. Magically we survive in there for some time until I decide to get outside and I find that we've been protected from radiation by huge transparent domes over the city.

6/7/12

DILD


I was running across a desert in thick sand. My legs were very heavy and I could barely move. Forks were being shot at me from a town behind me. One stabbed into my shoulder. I was trying to reach an outer wall that surrounded another town in front of me, but I couldn't gain any momentum.

I become lucid and turn around. The enemy town is very far away. I reach my hand out over it, and moments later, bombs drop from the sky onto it. It looks more like it is getting bombarded with colorful fireworks. I put on a green lantern ring and use telekinesis to rotate the city 90 degrees. I drop it back down on its side.

I turn forward once more, and I am now able to run. I scale the wall and take cover behind it. I see little stick figure enemies attacking my city from the other. I grab a sniper and take out the first group of 5 or so as they try crossing the desert. I look to the side and like 20 are breaching the city limits because the wall ends over there. I get down and run through some alleys. I remember being really scared of getting stabbed with a fork again. I didn't really have a plan to stop them and the dream ended.

I was inside a pool outside some sort of hotel. It was a modern hotel much like a holiday inn or something similar but much nicer. I got out of the pool and started walking towards the hotel and up a flight of about 12 stairs. There was a lot of landscaping around the pool and the back of the hotel, mainly flowers, some yellow and red, a few purple. I noticed my friend was leaning up against the wall and I waved to him, saying "hi." At this time I looked over to my left and noticed a large plane landing in the grass. A ton of people started rushing out of the plane all with guns and full body armor. They looked like SWAT or some type of secret service. I grabbed a gun out of nowhere and started shooting. It was some type of sub-machine gun which never seem to run out of ammo.

Then, my friend got a shield of some sort and kneeled down in front of my to provide cover. I didn't stand behind him and just stood there shooting at the guys. I was consistently getting hits but they just kept coming out of the plane. They began to shoot back with full force but weren't very good shots. They all seemed to miss by just a few inched, I could see the bullet trail going over my shoulders and head. I decided it was getting a little close for comfort so I rolled back behind my friend and kneeled down on one knee and took aim. I started shooting them all and was getting a pretty good kill rate going. However, it was about here that the dream begun to fade very quickly and before I knew it I was lying in my bed.