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A few dreams I recall.

Monster from swamps

There were many rumors that a strange and extremely dangerous creature appeared in swamps to the north. Government sent special forces to get the monster, but all agents were slaughtered and it set loose. An alert was announced, as the monster was in my village. By midnight I decided to take some equipment and patrol around my house. I took an axe, a flashlight, and for some reason a point laser.

I went to my garden, and saw a woman running to my house. I moved back and tried to talk with her, but she was hostile to me. I ran back to garden, and realised that I'm the monster from swamps. I decided to catch that woman, as she might call for help and bring special agents on me. I watched from behind some bushes as she was making a shelter in a building close to my house.

Then I decidd to strike, and chased her around. She tried to blind me with point laser, when suddenly I've stumbled upon a dead agent. I searched his body, and found a pistol with sleeping darts. As soon as I met that woman, I shot her and she went asleep.

I dragged her body to carpentry workshop of my father and placed her on the floor. She had bright hair, and was wearing a pale-blue shirt, jeans trousers and brown shoes. I stripped her of her clothes and it really turned me on, but sex with her wasn't feeling as good as stripping her.

Guerilla Bunker

The world was dominated by a mad scientist and his army of uber-soldiers and mutants. There were many guerilla groups fighting him across the world, but we've lost contact with them. I opened a heavy, metal hatch of the bunker and went to the surface to look around.

The bunker was placed in badlands and was surrounded by hills. There were no trees or any other vegetation. I looked at the sky - dark, heavy clowds were a sign of gathering storm. Our bunker was surrounded by metal barricade.

Suddenly I heard an alarm. I heard explosions, and I couldn't see anything through smoke. I readied my assault rifle, and waited. When smoke dispersed, I saw a huge army led by the mad scientist himself. He shouted "All other bunkers were destroyed, you are the last!"

I ran inside the bunker - walls and floor were covered with gray-blue tiles. There were bedrolls scattered around. I closed hatch behind me to get some time, but suddenly i heard another explosion. Diggers opened a tunnel to bunker and a king cobra mutant appeared. It was purple, wearing pink sunglasses.

It chased me around the bunker until I thrown it at someone. The mutant bit his head off and placed it's tail inside the corpse's throat to take control. Then it chased me around repeating "Fish" to itself. Soldiers entered bunker and killed guerillas, then I pointed my finger like gun and killed some of them. Mad scientist entered bunker, but I escaped through hatch.

Falling crane, fish mutants

I was in school. It was warm, spring day, though wind blowing from east was a bit cold. I thought that I should see a doctor, just in case. I heard from someone that one has it's building behind school, and went to search for him. I couldn't find it however, as there were only seaside ruins behind my school.

I wandered slowly, looking at ruins of colliseum, abandoned buildings, ruined flats, and a huge crane towering over abandoned shipyards. Vegetation around was dead, with gray grass and nearly no trees. Suddenly the earth started to quake - the crane was falling!

I almost fallen into a sea, but I held on. I took a phone out of my pocket and made some pictures. Suddenly strange mutated fishes were jumping out of sea nad running around, and vegetation changed a bit. There were holes in the ground surrounded by plants similar to heath, but should you fall down, you'll be devoured by these plants.

I had to find some way out of shipyards. I avoided a huge, blue whale-like fish and small half lizard - half fish brown creatures and run away from there.

There was a beautiful sunset. I was a freelance adventurer. I stopped for a while in a ruined cathedral. It was a place long forgotten, and everybody avoided it due to rumors that it was haunted. I knew that these rumors were false, and I could freely rest there. I wasn't able to see anything from frescoes on the walls. It was after a long journey, but I already thought about new adventures. I decided to take my stuff and go on.

The cathedral was placed atop a high cliff. Looking down I could see valleys, forests and villages. Elevation was slowly moving down when I moved on. There was a river flowing nearby. I followed the shore until I reached a monumental and beautiful waterfall.

Adoring beauty of the sight, I let bandits to surprise and ambush me. I quickly drawn my sword and charged into battle. After a few small cuts I received, I've fallen into rage and slain all of them with a few quick swings. Looting these bandits I found map of their hideout - it was in the swamps down the waterfall. I jumped down, and fallen into water.

I had troubles with swimming, but I managed to get to the surface. I quickly moved to the shore and searched for bandit camp. There I slain every bandit I could see.

I'm in a hospital, speaking to a doctor. There was some information I'd wanted to get from him, but he's assumed I'm here about something else, a person who's been checked into the hospital with a specific condition. I hide my surprise and go with his assumption, only expressing my surprise that he'd known about this patient, since the ward they're in isn't his responsibility - has he kept an eye out for this condition since the last time we met? I'm privately thinking that if that person's developed that condition, then this both simplifies my job and complicates it; I no longer need the information I'd come here for originally.

I'm discussing this development with three other people in an empty hospital room - a man with a shaved head, a teenage girl, and a person whose gender I'm not completely sure of but I'm going to go with 'she'. Black hair, ragged like she cut it herself, short in the back and long in the front; pale with bad skin; and a grey hoodie zipped up, making her look heavier than she is.

Talking about that patient's condition, the guy with the shaved head had just been saying something about how dreamers have it rough. Talks about how badly things can go wrong just from being interrupted at the wrong moment; talks about people traveling through a dream being dumped back into reality wherever they happen to be at the moment, and hoping you're lucky enough not to be overlapping some physical object at the time; and that's just the passengers, the dreamers themselves get it worse.

The person in the hoodie shrugs this off, says at least if you can heal people, no one cares what nastiness you've got going on; they're content to leave you be in your swamp.

The guy with the shaved head is disgusted by this, says yeah, you enjoy making yourself the worst person you can be.

She says to him that she learned in prison, "There's no such thing as letting go of vanity, Wade."

.../I'm in sort of a first person shooting game which name is 'Combat' or some. We're in a patrol moving across a road, we know the enemies are hiding at the left side of the road. To the right there's a precipice. We're preparing to cross an open place where it's supposed to be an enemy entrenchment. Got our weapons ready and we cross shooting everywhere to cover our run. Once we crossed it I notice there's no more road and stop just at the edge of the precipice which is now in front of me. Another guy stops to my side, and I'm like "It was really close!" When I sit to see the landscape to the front, there's a beautiful lake in the middle of a jungle down there. which most of its color tones and perspective look something like this:



although the lake starts some hundred meters to the front because there's some jungle ground between its shores and the bottom of the precipice, it extends to the sides and there's no river from my point of view, it just goes to dark green, almost black to the rear of the dreamscape. I'm amazed with this view and I want to tell my pal it looks like a dream! Now every thing makes sense, I don't need to RC to confirm it. I'm just blown away with the dreamscape. The lake looks awesome, its waters seem to be deep in some parts although it's not homogeneous. My first impulse is to jump off the cliff and start air surfing, I want to fly above that view for a while before doing anything else. I ask my partner to move on because his legs are impeding me to move and stand up and run some before jumping. It's impossible to get a proper distance so I stand up and just jump off the cliff to start surfing on the air. It takes a while before my motion turns to the front in stead of free falling, like in a wing-suit jump. There's a moment when I think I'm going to crash to the ground, I stop looking for a while but then I go on looking to the front thinking it's not good to close my eyes, finally I'm flying above the lake. I'm totally excited with it, while I start to air surf almost above the waters at a high speed, I remember the TOTM. I realize it's too late to think about it because of I'm in the middle of an adrenaline rush and it would have been better to do it before the jump. Anyway, perhaps it's not that bad, I look for some ground to land as I get closer to the surface and calm myself down. It turns in a tropical swamp with some weird plants around. I remember the shoes task. As I'm getting about to land, I see a pair of white velcro shoes with orange-yellow tapes for girls, in the middle of some vegetation. Great imagination buddy boy! Ok, it doesn't say it must correspond to my gender. I land, and look for the shoes, when I see more pairs here and there, some sneakers are good, but all are for ladies. C'mon can you put something more interesting? It's getting too long, so I pick up the first shoe I see close to me, again it's a girls sneaker, size for kids. Just one! I don't see the other one. I decide to pick up the next pair I see. Another pair of sneakers for kids, light purple with laces. Ok, it doesn't matter, they will fit, I know it. Next step, find a place to change mine. I walk around looking for a comfortable place while feeling the shoes in my hand and looking around to avoid fading away. I try to keep calmed, but I'm little bit over excited. I find some ground to sit. while opening the shoes because of the laces are too tight. I pull off my left shoe to find it's laced around my ankle. Great idea right? I look for the lace with my fingers to pull it off. Finally I got to free my foot and put on the first shoe.


* I wake up pushing my foot in the same direction

I'm lying on the ground next to the road beside the IRL swamp near where I grew up. Down the road, a truck reaches the peak of a small hill and then seems to continue rising into the air until it disappears into the sky. I think that's odd and that it must be some odd optical illusion, and I watch to see if it happens again so I can figure out what's causing the illusion. I turn to comment on this to my IRL sister, S.

But I'm distracted when I catch sight of a ball of blue flame hovering nearby in the swamp. I think of this as foxfire. It happens sometimes. I'm thinking about how foxfire works, and how it's usually safe, with some exceptions. The foxfire then turns from blue to the usual red/orange fire in reaction to our presence - that's the exception I was just thinking about. It approaches us, and we have to run to avoid getting burned.

When we get inside, we're no longer me and S., we're two young brothers. I, the older brother, realize that the foxfire's too close behind us, and so when my brother escapes into the inner room, I close the door behind him, allowing the fire to catch me but keeping him safe. When the foxfire catches me, it takes on my form, so that for a moment there are two of us.

Fragmentary memory for a bit. Next clear scene - I'm Satan, using that older brother's form and talking to the younger brother. The kid's fully aware that I'm not his real brother. I've just now been able to return to earth after being sealed away for a long time, and I'm curious about all the new things here. I'm looking at an instrument in the kid's room; I'm mentally comparing it to a harp, but it's a stringed instrument that lies flat on the ground when you play it, like a koto. It's something kids are required to learn in school, so the kid's not very interested in it, but I fiddle around with it until I get the hang of it - it really is a lot like a harp, just turned on its side - and I improvise a pretty little tune. I'm vaguely hoping the kid will get the idea that the instrument can be used for more than just the dull melodies he learns in school, but he doesn't seem interested - it's a dull instrument to him, and that is that. I then go and look through his movies, picking up one written in a pictographic alphabet - birds, reeds. I recognize it as Arabic, and I'm delighted by the changes in this form of writing since I've been gone. The movie involves the issue of unity and diversity - people questioning whether it's better to preserve the cultures of individual tribes or to think of themselves as a single nation, and whether it's possible to do both.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a small fishing village. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking of everyone here as an analogue for someone else in the distant past or another world or something along those lines. There are two in particular who I think of as analogues for "the prince" and "the Judas figure." At the moment, the prince's girlfriend (who doesn't appear to have an analogue, or at least I wasn't thinking about one for her) is talking to the Judas figure, trying to convince him to give her a ride somewhere, but not wanting to tell him why she needs that ride - the prince is involved somehow. She names somewhere else nearby as her destination instead, but he's not fooled at all. He suggests she just tell him where she really wants to go, it'll save time for both of them. As he's saying this, I as a disembodied observer am focusing on a long, thin scar slanting to the right, down the back of the woman's neck.

False awakening, during which I tried to write down that dream on my skin, for lack of anything else to write on.