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I'm not physically in the dream yet, I'm watching what this girl I know is doing. She told me through texting on the phone that she was picking up a friend that she was going to have over, and I thought nothing of it, until I was randomly in the back seat of the van she is driving and they don't see me yet. I listen to her tell her friend about me, and then the friend say hold on, and that she knows me, so I look around the car seat already recognizing the voice and I see that it was my best friend throughout elementary school. Then I think about all the ways this is bad, and then they park in the street and get out with bags, and I jump out and before they can see me I hop in the drivers seat and speed off, (here I become lucid, and don't care about the crap that just happened) I realize I'm in a lucid dream car and wonder if this is how it's like to drive a car in real life, I'm swerving but having fun and I'm in my childhood neighborhood so I turn around the block but then I try to do a u turn twice but I can't master this lucid dream car so I get out and summon a bike and continue strolling down the street, (here my lucid dream fades back into a regular dream :/ ) I see other people on bikes riding towards this house on the corner and now it's night time, there's a bunch of teenagers dropping their bikes then walking up to the front door so I do the same because I fit in and no one will notice I wasn't invited to this birthday party, theirs older adults in the garage having beers and watching a tv, I see this younger boy with blonde hair, he walks up to me and asks me if I want him to sneak me some cake and soda, I tell him that would be bitchin, so he goes in and I wait, he comes out with a plate with lemon cake and a can of coca cola. Then he goes back to get him some, I try the cake and it's awful and gritty but I eat it anyway. Then I wash the horrid taste with the soda. Then me and the boy go into the garage for some reason and I can see the adults looking at me weird like they're wondering if I am their child's friend and was invited or not.

06.01.2013

Michael Duncan Doesn't Dish wash Properly (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I find myself inside of a random room, and I meet Michael Duncan who's near the kitchen sink.

I assume this is his household, have no awareness that he passed away in waking life, and I ask him if I may have a bottle of water from the fridge. He allows me to instantly, and he seems to be in a fairly positive attitude.

However, he has the blank state most dream characters have where they just go neutral after you don't give them any kind of attention. It almost seemed as if he was senile or something, and I was wondering if he had a mental disability.

The fridge was white, the floor was white, and the sunlight shining on the tile floor a bit made it look like it was a milky sky blue color. The actual kitchen light wasn't on, it was mostly visible because of the natural sunlight.

Instead of drinking from the random water bottle, which looked vivid and detailed in terms of plastic and water reflections, I was going to search for a glass cup to drink it out of. I honestly don't know why I couldn't have used the bottle itself, but I picked some random dish that wasn't even a cup.

I tried to remove the red stain on the plate, and it felt like it was hardened gum or something of that nature. I was using a sponge with two sides, one for basic scrubbing that was yellow, and the green side for more grittier scrubbing for metal objects, etc.

It's not working, but somehow the stains are getting on the green side of the sponge, and this is really confusing me because I see the plate still has the same amount of sticky residue on it. So I decided to get down and dirty and started to use my fingernails.

I'm making better progress, but damn, it's really difficult taking out these sticky and hard stains out of the place. I managed to get half of a huge chunk of the stain off, but it's just annoying, and with the other small stains still on the plate, it would take forever to get this thing done.

So I look to my left on the container for various silverware and glass objects, and I find a Wine Glass. I had a "Oh Okay" moment in my head, and quickly grabbed it to make sure it didn't have any stains or residue on it.

Turns out it did, and this time, it was orange-brown chunks of god knows what on it, and when I prepared to wash it, Duncan tells me that it's clean.

I tell him that it's not clean, he tells me again that it's clean. I don't know what happens next, but I assume that based on my pissed off mood, I left.

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06.01.2013

Setting Raid Insect Spray Traps (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a room with shiny light brown wood flooring, and there are a few gaps near the bottom of these faded white walls.

There are lights on, but they're mostly dim, and I see that I could set up traps to kill random insects coming out of the gaps and other weird holes.

What I had to do was get a green can that would contain the insecticide contents, and a random black rack that you see in the Pool game to organize the balls.

This same can would have a red sensor beam that would pick any subtle movements, and the moment it triggers, the Triangle Rack would quickly fall down, trap the insects, and the green can would immediately spray and kill them all.

I start getting a bit sadistic and collected more cans and started booby trapping the place like I'm setting a Bouncing Betty in Call of Duty or something. I think at random intervals in the dreams, there were mini-people being trapped and killed.

They looked like cartoons, and I can't recall my feelings for them, but I can assume it wasn't really thoughtful of their lives. Then I ran out of supplies, and I tried to think of ways to get them. I assumed I had no money on me at all, and never bothered where I actually had the products in the first place.

Then the place and the flooring inside gets darker, and the floor is now a dark brown color, and it's not just because of the darkness; so either I had the environment shifted somehow or something.

I don't recall there being dead insect bodies anywhere, so I presumed most would disappear out of thin air. or something

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06.01.2013

Pissed Off at Father and Flipping Tables (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My father is sitting down on a random chair inside my apartment, and it seems most of the lights are on and working fairly well. He's wearing a black jacket, a faded khaki pants, and some random vanilla shirt underneath.

We're arguing about something obviously, because I'm pissed off, and I get so angry that I get near him and flip the table he was eating food on. I guess I added some offensive language here and there, can't recall them too well, and I can't remember what happens next.

I told him to just get out of the apartment I guess.

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06.01.2013

Party Starting Too Early and Not Finished Clothing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a house that's awfully similar to the one I went to for the break from college, and I'm in the room where there's beads hanging along with some thin cloth as well.

I'm trying to change my clothes, and I hear the doorbell ringing. I knew it was guests getting ready to come in, and I had a pretty good perception of who it will be. It would be the parents and their demonic sp----I mean annoying children along with their older son.

I'm half-naked, and I can sense that they're getting closer and closer as someone is opening the door to tell them in. I quickly try to find any route that I can quickly hide myself to change properly.

I see an image of one of the kids, the REALLY annoying one, already planning to run to get into my room.

I panic a bit, and I can't remember what I did after that.

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06.01.2013

You Can't See Me Woman? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm inside of a room that looks like some kind of high corporate CEO office, and I honestly don't know what I'm here for. I guess I took something valuable, whether it was information or an object, but I would presume it was information since I don't recall holding or wearing anything to hold heavy objects.

It's fairly dark inside, but there's some lighting, like a pinkish-red lighting, and I get suspicious that someone may be coming in. So whatever I do, I managed to get out of the first hallway, but the person isn't even there as yet.

They're at a few more, and I have to hide somewhere, because once they get to where I am, I'll be caught. Whatever I did, I miraculously get out, and I decided to hide at this convenient gap between a spiraling stairs going up.

After a while, the lady comes in the room, and it has shiny black flooring, and it looks pretty fancy overall (the room mind you). The lady is dark-skinned, like light brown, and she has a nice hairstyle. I guess it was some kind of 80s type of hair design, and she's wearing a black skirt that only ends a few inches above her knees.

She's wearing a fancy dress shirt tucked under her shirt, and it consists of splashes of gray and white. She goes to the door to the right to do the secret pin and eye scan stuff I'm guessing, and as she's doing that, EVERYTHING in the room vanishes one by one.

And I start panicking that if the stairs disappear, I'm absolutely in a tight situation here. So the chairs, shelves, vases, and such vanish, and all there's left is the stairs. I believe parts of the stairs start to vanish, and this feels like some kind of de-materialization you would see in Assassin's Creed games.

So now I'm left exposed with my knees bent all the way down like a sitting duck, and even though the lady turns around, she doesn't see me?

Or she's ignoring me?

I'm like so easy to pick out here, but she's not really responding.

I don't know what happens next, and this is all too weird. I thought it would be a ALERT ALERT ALERT GUARDS GUARDS type of speel, but I guess not.

I was sitting at a conference for a new piece of technology. As I and several others sit and watch, a young girl takes a bit of metal with two pieces of cloth attached and inserts the cloth into some slots on the machine. She bites down on the bit of metal and presses a button on the machine, then slumps to the floor.
"No need to worry." an announcer reassures us. "She's fine. The machine causes temporary numbness in the face and legs." The girl stands, then her feet lift off the floor. Everone around me gasps. "As you can see, she is not only fine, but more than fine."
Afterward, everyone is shaking the girl's hand. As I reach the front of the line, I ask the girl curiously if it hurt.
She blushed. "Not at all. Just a tingle, a little numbness, then superpowers." She grabbed a nearby buffet table loaded with food and lifted it with one hand. "See?"
Later that day, I returned to the building and sneak in. As I inset the cloth bits into the machine, I note that there are tiny circles of metal on each one that clicked into place as I inserted it. As I bit down on the metal, the words of the girl left my mind and I braced myself for a painful shock of electricity. As I hit the button, I experienced exactly what the girl had said; a tingling sensation, followed by numbness in my face and legs. I grasped the table to keep myself upright as the security guard came in.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and since my face was numb I could not answer. Grasping the table strongly in one hand, I gave him the "ok" signal with the other. "Are you sure? You look a little weak." he returned.
At that moment I instantly regained feeling everywhere, which was surprising because I was expecting it to be more gradual. I straightened and turned. "I'm fine. Someone left this piece in the machine, I was just removing it."
As the security guard left, I went to the nearest window and opened it. I floated out, surprised at how easy my new powers were to control, and flew up over the roof of the building. A young man came up beside me, and I recognized him as someone I knew (I knew him in the dream, but not IRL). He was shockingly attractive with light brown hair just a shade too dark to be considered blond and deep, honey-colored eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Wanna join the mile-high club? Don't need an airplane anymore."
I grinned, but before I could say anything, I heard a woman's voice. "Maybe you two should get a room." I looked around and there were a half dozen people up with us.
I looked at them, puzzled. "Security must suck here."
The girl who told us to get a room stared back at me. "I don't remember you. When did you come in?"
"I snuck in. Didn't you?"
Her eyebrow furrowed. "No, I volunteered. The government wanted a team of superheroes.. They had a bit left over, and added it to the last dose, but they hadn't administered it yet. You must have gotten it." She approached me. "That means you're stronger than us."