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Various non-lucid scenes: two immortals discussing faith and religion while rummaging around one's kitchen; the owner of the kitchen and her mother are both christian, and I'm surprised and intrigued since I hadn't found that to be very compatible with physical immortality. Rose and Martha meeting all the past incarnations of the Doctor in the TARDIS. There's some fantastical mystery involving spirits, and I was tasked with demonstrating the rational, physical origins of the events - the drama with the spirits is still considered real, but as a sort of reflection of the physical world, not actually physically present there - however, now that I believe it's all been solved and wrapped up, I'm asked a series of questions that force me to go through and reevaluate all my conclusions, suggesting there may be another answer. IWTV references, thinking about Lestat's life-has-no-more-meaning-what-if-i-could-give-you-a-new-life speech, resulting in a bit of an IWTV-themed power trip. That ended in an unpleasant party, which I left and returned to my IRL home.

In my home, looking out the window I've noticed various construction or roadwork or similar workers out in the street, and one of them's walking up the driveway. I move away from the windows since I need to go put some proper clothes on, but before I can do anything more than that I hear two of them inside the house, just in the next room. I'm aware that when I deliberately moved away from the windows, they'd mistakenly believed there was no one home and came inside. So I step into sight now and ask them wtf. They're surprised to see someone home. They talk briefly to each other. One of them says, "He's not going to forget. How do you want to do this?" After that, the two of them raise tools as if they're weapons - one of them's holding a hammer, the other a mallet - and although I'm aware this is a dream (I'm thinking as if I knew it all along but felt no need to act on that knowledge before now), I have difficulty defeating them or removing them. In that case, I decide to summon up something to remove them for me - I think of a dragon. One doesn't appear, but instead, as a direct result of that thought, I have a feeling that I think of as "a part of me that hasn't been fed," and with a voice much deeper than my own I say "Get the fuck out of my home," after which I see fire. Then I'm looking at the fire from a distance - I'm somewhere outside, and neither the burning cottage I'm looking at nor the scenery has any resemblance to my IRL home, I've completely changed scenes. Despite this, I believe that I've succeeded in removing those two from the house and feel satisfied.

False awakening. I'm in a bed - not one I'm familiar with IRL, though I believed it was in a relative's house - and I reach for my dream journal. I can't find an empty page to write in, and I realize this is an old journal, one I'd already filled up. A few pages have been torn out.

As Homestuck's Dave, I've been teleported somewhere else, leveled up some insane amount due to timeline shenanigans, and then was teleported back home, to Bro's apartment, in the middle of the same game we were playing when I was yanked out. I'm really annoyed, because now I'm way beyond Bro's level and I'm not okay with that. I'm looking at some kind of selector switch, trying to figure out how to scale it back from a dealing-with-the-fate-of-humanity level to a hanging-around-the-apartment-with-Bro level.

I'm looking at six cards laid out in two rows. They show ravens and swords, black ones and white ones of each. One large white figure is flanked by two smaller black figures, and vice versa. They're labeled, and I hear the text out loud, "Light and Shadow, Occidanto et Icandis."

(Woke up. Noted that my subconscious Latin is terrible. Went back to sleep.)

A little after a scene in which L. appeared, I'm thinking to myself that I'm going to have to tell M. that she was here, when it occurs to me that that's impossible, I must have been dreaming.

Immediately after that thought, the sheriff from Twin Peaks walks in. He complains to me about this demon thing - all these people involved in recent suspicious events have been blaming it on demons, which is ridiculous, he can't figure out what's going on. He leaves the room, and I follow him. In the next room, there are two other people. One of them has something sticking out of the center of his forehead, like a horn, or like he's been stabbed with something, and I realize he's the source of this rotting smell. I also realize he's supposed to be dead, and the sheriff's been harboring him.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm reading a news article covering ongoing research on the inside of an ancient spaceship that's been unearthed. The scientist in this article says she's discovered that humanity developed on this planet based on the human image displayed inside this ship, not the other way around. I find it bizarre that this claim is being presented in a major credible news source, as opposed to tabloids and conspiracy theory type sources. Then it occurs to me that the presence of an ancient spaceship, which the article treats as an already-established, commonly-known fact, is also pretty bizarre. I start to look up more information from other sources online, but out loud, I talk about the article with someone else, who, without reading it, dismisses it all as nonsense. I try to stress to her that what's really bothering me as unusual here is its presence in a major newspaper.

There was a royal baby, Herbert, who was locked away with his mother and a small staff in an isolated section of the castle for 8 years, after some disaster with his father. Now they're allowing a few more people to enter, including myself. They're still referring to him as "the baby", although it's been eight years, and now I see why - he's sitting in a high chair, being fed by his nurse, treated as if he were an infant in every respect, and apparently he's never been taught to walk, talk, or feed himself. The queen, clearly mad, is referring to herself as Herbert - I think of this as reflecting a desire to take control of the late king's power.

Most of the small group allowed in behave like sycophants, fawning over them, but after we leave, I speak with two of the other people who were allowed inside, both of them as disturbed as I am: two cat-like creatures, brother and sister, one a doctor, the other a scholar or advisor of some kind. They're cat-sized and they walk on all fours, but they're different enough in the face that they're not quite capable of being confused for actual cats; they're striped black and brilliantly dark blue, and they come from a place called Cheshire. They're very kind, very intelligent, very soft-spoken. The brother says that he believes the child carries some infectious disease that affects the brain, and this is what must have caused the disaster with the king eight years ago. Now it's clearly infected the queen as well. He intends to return tonight to examine the boy more closely. I'm thinking no, he's wrong, it's not a disease that the boy carries but madness, and I have a clear mental image of madness as some kind of spirit attached to the boy. I have the impression that I already know how this will end, that this is the past, I'm seeing a tragedy play out and have been forbidden from doing anything to change it. Suddenly realizing, I exclaim out loud, "the Cheshire Cat!" I'm horrified by this revelation, the idea of the madness that will take over this kind and soft-spoken doctor, and I'm so disturbed that the doctor and his sister become concerned; although I try not to say anything more, my exclamation has surprised them, and it's clear that I know something.

I'm climbing a road up towards the mountains, through a landscape covered in snow, along with the two cats and several other people, heading away from the castle. There's an announcement over a system of loudspeakers, the queen's voice stating "We order you to the tower to be arrested." The announcement goes on to scold us, alternately addressing us as if we were children or saying we've dishonored our esteemed positions, and then says "Now place your life squarely in your master's hands!" Obviously we have no intention of turning ourselves over to be arrested, but the path to the mountains takes us right past that tower.

Just a name: Sven Odinson.

I've got some government job in which I'm part of a team of people in suits protecting someone, and we're currently in a hospital, when I pass a room where a team of people in red uniforms, EMTs maybe, are preparing for something. Something about them catches my attention as odd, and I mention to a coworker the possibility of a disguised threat. She agrees with me.

Something about political opposition to dances in cathedrals by night.

A zombie apocalypse setting, in which someone was approaching the house I was holed up in and we nearly shot each other, wrongly assuming each other to be zombies. She tries to convince me to come with her to some camp and I agree only because I'm fairly confident about being able to escape her along the way if it seems necessary, whereas if I start a confrontation with her here and now I'm fairly confident she'll shoot me. She's traveling with someone who joins her then and gives me a checkup, and she takes a very long time to find my pulse. When she finally says "Found it," I say, "Look at that, I have a heart. That's one for the books."

A little girl saying "(something) to read hearts, death to solve the mystery." A choice between two different goals, reminding us to match the approach to the goal. This is a girl who I and the people I'm traveling with met a long time ago, and at the time she just seemed like a tragic figure, sole survivor of some massacre in which she watched the deaths of everyone else in her castle and the surrounding village. When I'm thinking about this, I see a memory of one of the people I'm traveling with standing in a pool of water with her, up to his neck in the blood and gore surrounding this girl. The journey we're on somehow involves the spirit of a certain place - either we're searching for it or it's opposing us or something - and we met this girl fairly early in that journey, but now that we've met her again, we realize she's more than she seems; the tragic figure we met originally was at least partially an act, and I strongly suspect she is that spirit.

Now she's saying, "Sure you shouldn't just make perception your goal?" That's following on the death-to-solve-the-mystery thing she said just before. One of the guys I'm traveling with says, "Sorry, our goal is to take the cat out of the box." A Schrodinger's Cat metaphor; we don't want to just find the answers for ourselves, we want to eliminate the mystery completely.

A woman's talking to some kind of spirit in a mirror, something that's teaching her magic. Watching this, it strikes me that the stories about vampires and mirrors come from the same place as this creature.

Based on AHS, 3 witches (including the supreme and her daughter), the daughter's blind, the other two are each missing one eye. Someone makes a blind-leading-the-blind joke. I'm thinking about the Graeae passing an eye between them.

Partners looking for a serial killer had three suspects in mind, but tracking them down has ruled each of them out. One of detectives is approached by a woman who believes her husband, Darryl, may be the killer. The detective ignores her, having heard many claims like this; but ignoring this one is a mistake, the woman's claim is true.

Four teenage girls have barricaded themselves in a room, two of them trying to protect the other two. There's some form of cult that's taken root in the town, there's an image of a girl in a bathtub covered in blood related to this; and the cult's summoning these two girls now, but they need the girls to come to them, they can't enter the room themselves. A girl from the cult appears outside the door as a sort of delegate, to talk.

Dorian Gray is talking to someone about the house he wants to leave, and the way memories seem have ingrained themselves in the very walls: the scent of a decomposing body even though he's long since disposed of it, the sound of music on the stairs although the musician's gone.

A nightmare from over the weekend:

I'm watching a TV show involving something supernatural, and the character in the show is looking at a TV screen with some monster/demon/spirit/etc on the other side of the screen, coming closer, intending to break through. It looks like a white-skinned (literal colorless white) woman with brilliantly red hair and this blazing sparking moving light where its eyes should be. I notice that I can see it not just on my TV but on all the reflective surfaces in the room, and I know it's really trying to break through into the real world. I try holding it back with various protective symbols and calling on various things (not Apollo, curiously, as that's been my go-to nightmare cure recently; possibly it's because this one's not on the theme of darkness like all the others were) but they're not very effective, I have the feeling it's only a matter of time. At the same time, the door at the far end of the hall is open - I came through it earlier - and through it I can see a woman laughing, different from the woman in the screen but I have the feeling they're related. Feeling like I don't have much time, I sprint across the hall, slam the door and lock it. The dream 'camera' zooms in on that image of the lock turning, and closely focuses on the feel of it - and then the scene isn't a nightmare anymore. The thing on the screen is gone, now it's showing the main character saying to his sister, "It's you and me, we're all we've got now."

At some point while I was watching the show (I can't remember whether it was before or after the nightmare part), I thought to myself that watching creepy things every week might impact your dreams.

(Woke up around 5:30, an hour after bed, with a high-pitched ringing in my ears that reminds me a little of TV static, so that was presumably the cause of this. Recall for the rest of the day was terrible.)

Tonight's dreams:

People living in tunnels who have to move due to some imminent danger.

I'm walking through this vast room, mostly filled with a pool of water, cranes are standing in it, and one of the people I'm with comments on the way one of the birds is holding its leg up out of the water, she says she bets it's pointing to something, we should investigate. I disagree, but investigate anyway just to prove the point. I float above the water, and pass various cranes pointing in different directions, meaningless. But at the far side of the room I meet a man, a traveler, who I start talking to and who decides to come with us; he's standing beside this curtained alcove, and through the white curtains I get a glimpse of this beautiful woman sitting on the stone floor in white robes, hair down to the floor, and at first I think she's wearing a mask, something representing the moon, and I think she must be a princess or a priestess. Then I realize that's not a mask, it's her face, beautiful and strange.

3rd person, that traveler and the man who I was in the previous scene are walking down a flight of stairs with a little boy running ahead of them. There's a festival, a sending on of spirits, which are these floating pale lights filling the room, sending them on involves covering them with cloth, and the boy reaches for one of them, but it's acting differently than the others. The traveler says that because this one had been killed, it would be wrong to send her on in that form. The light takes on the image of the little girl it had been, and starts talking to the little boy, calling him Koya, saying he's gotten older. He tells her he's not Koya, sounding frustrated, but one of the older men says quietly to him that she needs him to be the person she's waiting for.

I'm walking up the steps to a graveyard. I'm a teenager or young man who lives and/or works in a temple or shrine or similar attached to this graveyard. In the previous dream scene I'd been talking to friends at the foot of the stairs to the temple about hard times their families had been through, and I'd been thinking that I couldn't really relate, my family never having been through anything like that, and I'd removed myself from the conversation - but now I'm thinking about the hard things in my life I couldn't tell them, specifically I'm thinking about an old man buried here whose death I couldn't tell them about. I float over to his grave.

But there's a guy here waiting for me. He attacks me - though I just float away from that - while blaming me for causing that man's death by convincing him to expose us to the media. He'd been one of something secret, supernatural or not quite human. But it wasn't like that - I hadn't been the one to convince him at all, and I'm frustrated by this mistaken rumor; it had been some pretty girl who'd talked him into it, I'd been completely against it, and I'd hated that he could throw away a lifelong belief in secrecy so quickly.

I'm sitting outside what looks like a very small cave entrance, too small for a person to get through, and I'm talking with several very small spirits, and a much larger, much older one in the cave. We're having a disagreement about a course of action, and finally the spirit inside the cave decides to force the issue by possessing me and taking control of my body. In doing so, he forces out the much smaller, relatively harmless spirit that usually possesses me, and it's quite shocked by this; it tries to get back in, but there's this glowing blue crescent on my forehead, like a closed eye, which acts like a lock.

I'm standing on a city street near a warehouse, surrounded by government vehicles, and talking to my boss, who works for the FBI. He wants me to see what's going on inside the warehouse, but I can't do that. I'm tired. The thing possessing me doesn't understand why this is an issue, takes over and answers easily - his answer has something to do with drugs - he speaks using his own accent, very different from mine, some variety of English, but if the boss notices he chooses to ignore it.

Dream 1:

I was in some game with weird story, there was something about spirits and challenges and the place had weird physics. There were some metallic constructions and i and some other people had to climb to the top by adding some pieces of metal to that construction to make the way up. There were forums for the game where many ended up asking for tips, and eventually i managed to get to the top. There were some storage rooms and eventually i reached some room. There was some spirit boy with decent sized black spider marionette that he controlled by hand, we had a talk about something, and then he was telling story of his past and that he had spirit of an anthropomorph dragon of blue color following him in that past and that something happened related to it. And then i had to make a some kind of choice, but it resulted in a different ending than one i was trying to get.

Dream 2(fragment):

There was some discussion about dragons on some forum.

I remember in the dream that it was just me involved in moving space and time into another galaxy far far away so that I could meet a distant family of stars. It started to where the planet moved slowly with the universe and then ended up colliding in unison with a moving blue light in the sky.

I was then In a place where people were spirits, ghosts, or have passed and I could not see them but knew that they were there. This place was an abandoned neighborhood. I started to become weary of something when I noticed there were dolls and props from children's toys laying about the neighborhood. This was weird to me but I continued on then moving into a house above the ground where I found these kids on top of their beds. They looked real for a second but then on second thought they were fragments of people. -END

Dream 1(fragments):

I was at the park entrance and there were alot of trains.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in some kind of FPS game. There was some weird blue outdoors area, that was pretty confusing to navigate. Some parts of the area were navigated using minecarts and there were many elevation changes and obstacles. Also i was playing coop with somebody else and he knew the area better. We were fighting some huge enemies one of which was some kind of giant blue gorilla thing.

Dream 3:

There was some story about kingdoms, i was in one kingdom and there was some other kingdom. We were trying to get spirits onto our side. One was on our side already and he looked like half humanoid, half some kind of animal, and he was a sword master. We were going through palace and searching for the others. I was talking to some people of the kingdom a few times, and at one point another spirit joined us, though can't recall how he looked other than being half humanoid, half something else as well. Then there was an elevator and up in the tower part of palace we have found another spirit he was silent and looked like half-humanoid, half-eagle. Then there was some kind of quarrel between him and sword master and they were getting into trouble while i and some kingdom people were trying to stop them being so angry at each other.
Later on, i was talking to the leader about one bunny-like spirit which was in the same room as well, also we were talking about our objective, which was to dethrone the king of the other kingdom and save spirits. That bunny-like was playing around in meanwhile.
Shortly the cutscene started and i was seeing the other kingdom, then the king room. The king was ruthless type of king and he was angry about spirits, he kept them caged and stuff and he was planning the attack on the other kingdom. He also made some dude to infect the more 'evolved' version of bunny-like spirit with some kind of virus. The spirits apparently could contact with each other through some kind of room/place, to which they could teleport at any time. I was back at the palace and there was discussion about whether we should allow them to contact each other, i didn't saw why not but someone else said that it's better not to, bunny-like spirit disappeared.
Another cutscene started, showing that spirit room and two bunny-like spirits from earlier on playing with each other around the tree in center. Then back to normal, there was talk about virus and i was trying to find way to make that spirit return. Then i was talking to somebody else and we got the whole team ready to go to battle. I went out of the palace, leading them.

Lot of recall today.

Dream 1:

I was browsing dreamviews and there was something about some kind of spirits, and about how to contact the spirit of oneself and use it. Then i was teaming up with the spirit and exploring various 'Spiritual Locations', which included some locations in forest park and near my home. There were alot of pigeons in locations.
Then i was looking at melanieb's house(Haven't seen IWL) and somebody was explaining that she has problem with some stuff in life, and that that causes the problems to her spirit as well. I was seeing her as well but she looked more like her forum avatar, but sad.
Then i was visiting some kind of spirit school, which looked rather cartoon-ish and rather empty. There was an explanation that it is possible to train the spirit here and gain some powers from that, but it's also possible to lose it completely. There were special backpacks to pick and they all had different properties. Someone also told me that melanieb will be fine.
Then later i was on some kind of hill with pillars, hiding behind pillars and spying on somebody.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing someone's creations in Fraxy, it was semi-3D and there was some kind of double boss that looked like chains of some kind. Then there was another boss that was very quick. Later i decided to make a stage for those.

Dream 3(fragments):

The global cataclysm of some kind was announced and i was doing some research on that. Then i was on some kind of robot making facility and there was also something about robots. I was talking to someone about buying planets and there was response at some point "Buying a planet and living there will not be worth it". And later i exited the building and the landscape was like different planet, it was mostly grey and there were random small junkyards around.

Dream 4:

I was playing some RPG game with SilentEternity, we had a bit of problems with connection due to the fact that to run the game we needed to launch it through some MMX site. Then when we finally successfully ran the game, we started in a forest. There were various enemies that we had to fight and continued exploring further. At some points game was switching to 2D and was turning into platformer. Soon we have found a portal.
After getting through portal, we found ourselves in an huge open area and there were a few vehicles we could use. At first i selected some quick vehicle(can't recall exactly what) and was exploring the map. Apparently our mission was to take out a few enemy bases. A couple of bases were to the north from the vehicle depot on a small hill and another base was to the east, behind a mountain, but there was a road leading there in the south part of the area. Enemies were using various vehicles, i recall WW2 tanks, some more modern tanks, M60 tank and some weird futuristic tank. Eventually my quick vehicle got shot down and i had to return to vehicle depot to get another one. My choice was a tank that looked like M1A1, but upgraded with various weapons and stuff. Can't recall what SilentEternity was using but i recall he was using a vehicle only half of time.
After some time we took out the northern and the eastern bases, my tank was quite damaged but overall still enough health to continue. The only area that we haven't touched was area at the west, and for a reason. We were separated from that area by lake, and the only way was through the bridge, that looked like really broken train. We started crossing but it was a bit problematic to get tank through there, i was not even sure how i did it but i had to enter/exit vehicle alot of times. SilentEternity couldn't get his vehicle through so he was helping on-foot. We were almost near the end of the "bridge", but then game started lagging horribly. I asked about that on dreamviews chat and somebody said that i should decrease network focus on dreamviews. I looked at dreamviews and my "network focus" slider was at 75%-ish, i decrease it to 15% or so and the game stopped lagging.
Back in the game, we finally crossed the "bridge" and there was a bunch of enemies already waiting for us. After a bit of combat my tank was pretty low on health, but i was still trying to destroy the enemies. Then a boss enemy tank appeared, stronger than the others. We continued the battle, i was using terrain and alot of homing missiles to minimize damage taken, but soon my tank was extremely low on health anyway. I started moving into the lake while dodging enemy projectiles and using homing missiles, soon i was completely underwater. I was surprised to discover that my tank can actually move faster underwater and can use a turbo boost, tank's health was on like 1% though. Dodging enemy fire was easy now though and i was about to exit the lake near the center of the map, but suddenly game glitched out.
We talked on skype with SilentEternity about what happened, apparently the site that was managing the connection was down. Shortly we were back in the game, but i started back at the vehicle depot because apparently enemy managed to shot down my tank while i was not in game. I was disappointed so we decided that next time we will not use that site and instead use some other site. Also we reviewed the logs and it was nice to know that the boss was destroyed.

In my nightmare episode last night I was supposedly a dead person in the dream world.

It first started out where I had a aquarium tank that filled up the size of half a family living room in my house. I felt kind of odd looking at the fish in the tank, something felt 'fishy' almost like the whole reason I was ever looking at the tank was for that reason, So I could suspect my surrounding and really notice what was happening.

Something big happened to where the fish tank exploded and reality within the dream started to intertwine with other realities. I knew this was happening because everything seemed to be normal but then items in the room started to float/change/explode

I was then sitting in a backyard that I did not recognize as my own and it did not seem familiar either. The grass in the back yard was thick, dark and green, tangled, and tall. I was sitting in the back yard with other people. Then I really started to realize my surroundings. The weather was dark and gloomy, like during the day when it is going to rain. I then started to ask myself "where am I?" The people with me where ghosts/spirit and told me I was on the otherside "What is this place, who are you" I also asked but they didn't really answer. That is when I decided to jump this old brown picket fence that way taller than out into the front yard. When I did this something that looked like the gravelings from the tv series Dead like me jumped onto me and started to suck life out of me, even tough it seemed like I was dead already.

Cay's Dreams
Uh, rivers. A running theme of rivers. So if anybody else dreamt of rivers...

Dream 1
I was the nurse, or companion to a little girl. I began watching the series Merlin last night and I looked like the girl who plays Guinevere in the dream. Apparently I'd done something bad- chasing the little girl around the house in play, I'd, I don't know, broken something valuable. The (surprisingly young) widowed master of the house called me to the main room. I was, for some reason under the impression that he was going to cut off my leg below the knee, so I propped it up on an ottoman and braced myself. "I don't want your leg," he spat, "I want your life." I stared. "You'll be killed," he mouthed slowly.

My first instinct was to GTFO, so I darted out the open front door, vaulted over the porch, and into the woods. I'd heard the young master draw his pistol, so I sprang haphazardly from cover to cover until I was able to dive into the river. Having heard the cracking of twigs upon the bank, I stayed under as long as possible. Eventually I drifted through a tunnel. At this point my feeble dream mind had forgotten what I was doing, but I was clinging onto a gray teddy bear with button eyes I didn't remember having picked up.

I came out into bright daylight- it had seemed like early morning when I'd left the house- beating down on the translucent brown surface of the river. The water was so smooth and warm that I lost any sense of purpose, but I kept ahold of that teddy bear. I eventually noticed that there was a lot- and I mean a lot- of debris in this river. The current all seemed to direct it to the same place, a little building on stilts just off the distant bank. I got close enough to see that the water was being churned by wheel on the side of the building, and the debris was directed into a tube that hung below it. I hauled myself up onto a little dock with a small canoe tied to it and let myself into the building.

Inside, my eyes had to adjust. The lights overhead glowed softly blue. A crouching figure started at my entry. It was a small girl, with long blonde hair. Her face was hidden by a great pair of goggles, her hands by rubber gloves. She wore a one-piece swimsuit. In front of her, there was a conveyer belt on which were apparently the smallest items saved from the river, potentially valuable. Her job was to seperate the precious objects from the mud, twigs and- I choked a little- the decaying carcasses of small animals.

At this point, I had become male. Middle aged. So I easily intimidated the little girl, and spent a good time coaxing her back out of the corner to talk to me. She explained that her father ran a resort up the river, and her job was to keep the debris out of the view of the patrons of the Riverbend Hotel. The dream fades a bit here.

Then we were at the resort. It was a mammoth blue structure with balconies and people traveling all over the outside along what look like fire escapes. I got some strange looks for following the owner's daughter about. We met her little brother, and went for a swim in the much clearer water there. I found myself far under the surface and ran out of oxygen- then I began breathing in water as naturally as air (which happens often enough in my dreams). That startled me so that I woke up.

Dream 2
I'm going to type this one in less unnecessary detail because it's morning and I'm hungry.

Again, on a river. This building was open-air, like a bunch of picnic shelters stacked on top of each other. There were a few key dream characters- an older man with a white beard and glasses and his wife, and a paranormal investigator, a tan, dark-haired man in his thirties wearing a white coat. The older couple owned the building and were interested in the goings-on. They pretty much thought they could exorcize the place themselves, and were always tromping around ruining the devices the younger man had set up. I was just on vacation with my family, and we'd picked the wrong place to stay.

There was one room upstairs that I can picture clearly, but have no idea what was going on in it. There was a table in the center, with a number of oblong shapes laid out, and wires running from them to the ceiling. There were also cobwebs everywhere, probably the influence of that first episode of Merlin. Anyway, this was the room that, more than any other the investigator didn't want disturbed, but of course they did. After that, he pretty much yelled, "You fools, you've killed them all!" and GTFO'd.

Then we were in this crazy vehicle that looked like the front engine of a train pulling a wagon, and the adults were wasted. Long story short they crashed into the building on the side with that weird room and apparently let loose all these angry spirits and stuff.

It ended with a- cutscene, I guess you'd call it? It started with what looked like the old man, except his eyes were cast over white and a yellow light glowed from just below his sternum. He was talking to...himself? There was a half dozen of the old man, and it looked like his wife and all my family had also been cloned for whatever purpose...they were acting normal, and seemed to have the same memories and personalities as the originals. I don't know.

Last night I had a nightmare.. in my dream I was sleeping on my side and felt so numb.
That feeling of being half asleep and awake.
In my dream my eyes were half closed and I saw a movement near my closet.. it was a grey entity and it rushed out of my room. I tried to say something but I was only able to make muffled noises. I felt like I was choking at the same time.
Then I find myself on my back eyes half closed my mouth open and I am trying to scream.. I couldn't move and saw something move down the hall.. the door to my room was open wide and the hallway was dark but this thing I was able to see move slowly towards me.. I felt hopeless.. it made a turn to a room on the right where I heard children screaming.. I tried getting up but was unable to help them and started to cry but only made muffle sounds.
Next my boyfriend is sitting next to me holding a remote control.. I am trying to get his attention.. I felt I was awake but in my dream he was ignoring me like I was sleeping.. he got up and disappeared leaving me there.
The room gets really cold and I sense something is there with me but I can't move my head.. I feel stuck to the bed I try to wake up out of my dream but unable too.. I manage to look at the foot of my bed and see that my mirror was tilted and off of the dresser.. I was really scared to look into the mirror because I saw this pale like figure I just couldn't bring myself to look at it.. all of a sudden I feel something sliding me to the edge of the bed and I am struggling to scream.. but I am still numb and feel like I am choking.. this thing whatever it was because it was not visible lifted me off the bed and onto the floor.. I am still motionless and it props me up.. so I am sitting up my legs straight in front of me on the floor.. I am being pushed slowly to the room door.. I am trying to scream and start sobbing at this point but still feel like I am suffocating because I couldn't make any sound only these soft groans.. can't get over that choking feeling..
I am being slid across the floor to the bedroom door there is a child standing there who runs away.. I am groaning for help in my mind but couldn't utter the words.. the door closes in front of me and the room is pitch black..
I burst wide awake in my dream gasping for air..
that was horrible..
a nightmare.

Navy- Lucid Dream

Black- Forethoughts\Nonlucid

This isn't my first by any means, but the first I'm writing down on DV. By this dream I'm able to keep stable for what feels like 20-30 minutes most of the time, and I'm able to control levitation\telekinesis.

False Awakening in my room and I find that I'm lucid. I began stabilization techniques and then I teleport myself to a jungle-like place.

I began flying, and I notice a few details such as plants and animals, but don't take much more notice to them. After a few minutes of this, I start to fade to black, which is when I start floating in an abyss that seems to be recurring throughout my dreams. I find it's very cold and I can't feel anything or move. My vision begans to blur and I see figures in the distance. They don't look human, possibly a spirit? I then return to my room as one of the figures approaches me. After returning, I almost immediately wake.

Very fragmented vision/dream. I woke up only after a few hours sleep know I just had a real awesome dream and should write it down. Sadly I was so tired I decided to stay sleeping.. damn it now I can hardly remember it.

I was very tired as I went to bed as I had a very big day a lot of psychical and emotional work.

HI starts very quickly, it quickly becomes very very vivid. I see vision of the 'Taj Mahal' there is the most magnificent garden at the front with an amazing fountain and pond leading up to the temple.

I want to go inside but from no where the big gates appear as I approach the gate a 'spirit' approaches from the left, it is a floating triangular mask with a smoke body. I think why does it look like that, I don't like it, it should be a beautiful woman.

She transforms into a goddess brunette hair with amazing beauty, 'You can not pass through these gates', she says so calmly I feel weakened by her presence. 'why not? I want to see what is inside.'. 'I must teach you some lessons first' 2 other 'goddesses' appear they grab me and we float up into the air. I think rose pedals start to fall around me.

… A fragment .. I am talking to someone I am explaining to them how they should talk to the spirits I mention they should close their eyes and roll them up in their head, when they see a flash like a camera flash, this is when you can speak to them. There was more but I can't remember

I wake up and want to write it all down but am to tired so I go back to sleep and forget most of it .. damn it !