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Total sleep: 9 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs
Techniques to get Lucid: I’m not really sure about this. I tried to WILD, and when I entered the dream I was instantly lucid, so it didn’t feel like a DILD, but it didn’t quite feel like a WILD either
Recall Techniques: DJ as soon as I woke up
Time Fell Asleep: For this dream, about 5.40am

Dream Title: Finding the Dream Army HQ
Dream: (I didn’t have much control in parts of this, so Lucid will be in green, and controlled parts will be in bold as well.)

I walk into a room which happens to be the living room of family guy (I had a goal to be in an episode of family guy and meet everyone, but I guess this doesn’t count because I didn’t stay there long and I didn’t actually mean to go there.), and some of the characters are sat on the sofa. They give me a weird look like they know I’m not supposed to be here. The whole area around me looks really weird because it’s in cartoon, but my attention is mainly draw to the TV for some reason. I don’t even know why. At this point, some men come in (I think from the TV?) and grab me. They drag me away somewhere which I have no clue where it is.

The dream turns to a kind of 3rd person mode (It is also not cartoon anymore), but it’s similar to when you see a movie when they have dropped a camera on the ground, but it’s still filming. The camera has fallen next to some blunt wooden spikes which are part of some torture facilities. Along the bottom of the screen/my vision is a countdown of time that I had been here. The actual place that we are in seems to be like a mine or a wet cave system of some sort. Anyway, occasionally, I see myself being dragged along one of the tunnels. I am interrogated for 12 days, and then tortured for 13. As I am put back in my cell, I notice the angry guard dogs that are barking outside the door.

Sometime later, the boss appears at my door and tells me he has some private business for me to take care of. The dogs are with him, and they try to bite my hand but it just feels like they are licking me instead. I decide to like the dogs. The man points to the spikes where the camera was earlier, and tells me he is going to lift them so I can go to the kitchen. I do a mini jump as I realize I have a chance to escape. The guy looks at me weirdly, but carries on to the kitchen where he tells me that my job is to feed the dogs. He hands me some food which looks more like bird food, and 2 dishes which are about 10cm wide. For some reason, the kitchen looks like my old next door neighbour’s house (The twins). I begin to think that because this is a lucid dream, I need to remember details (like the amount of time I was there for) so I can write them in my DJ. The boss stands here for a while watching me as I formulate a plan in my head. I know now that the spikes are gone, and the dogs like me, that it will be easy to escape. He eventually leaves and I run outside.

However, as soon as I get there, it all becomes cartoon again. This really starts to annoy me, because after a while of trying, I can’t get it to go back normal. Straight ahead of me in the distance is the city that I was going to use to find that guy (Who may be my dream guide.) As I can’t seem to turn everything non-cartoon, I decide to teleport and find the Dream Army HQ. I turn around expecting there to be a forest there. Just my luck, it also happens to turn off the cartoon effect when I do. Walking forward, I see the beginning of the forest, but I large concrete building stands about 15m in. It looks quite suspicious and it is not camouflaged at all. However, I realize that it does have brilliant defenses such as thick walls and guards that are invisible. Stopping just in front of the door, I look up to see a lot of scribbled writing on the wall above it. Most of it is nonsense written backwards, and the only thing I have managed to remember that was one it was the only normal word. ‘Welcome.’ The door, which is more like a garage door (Like shutter that is really thick and a brick red colour), opens to reveal a soldier stood there. Behind him I can see what looks like a locker room. He quickly tells me the password and shuts the door. I realize that this is a memory test. The general now opens the door and asks me it.

“9, octopus, adventure.” I reply, repeating exactly what the soldier had said.

The door shuts again and then re-opens. Instead of a locker room being there like I expected, it is a full blown command center. I step in and the door closes behind me. The room is dark, with screens covering pretty much every wall that show maps, heat sensors and the like. Everyone is dressed in army camouflage gear, and most of them are walking around with papers in their hand, talking about enemy movement and things like that. I tell them that they have a pretty nice set up here, and that I really like it. The general thanks me, and I ask to speak to him in a more private area. We walk over to a table. I start whispering about how I have been sent here by the highest up command that there possibly is. He just stares at me cluelessly.

I have to explain to him how his command center is good, but he doesn't actually have anyone who goes out into the field, which is what I am there for. He nods slowly, but I can tell he still needs more of an explanation. I begin to explain who has sent me, this high up commander person, and I start to think more and more that she is like a woman off Fallout New Vegas.

The dream then fades away and I wake up.

Time Awake: 6.20am
Vividness: 8 or 9/15
Awareness: 9/10
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) Not including the days of torturing and stuff which was mostly a time skip, about 10 minutes.
Emotions: I felt an extreme amount of pain when being tortured, amazed at the command centre, and kind of annoying with the General that was really dumb.
Dream Signs/Tags: Cartoon, Torture, HQ, command centre.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Strength: Faint
Type: Scary-Solid
Lucidity: No

Haven't had notable dreams lately. When I do, they aren't as vivid as they usually are. Go figure. I start a dream diary and I stop having dreams. I'm almost hoping for nightmares.

Anyway, as fain as this one was, I'll try to give it the best description possible. I was somewhere in the mountains, strapped to a table with some kind of force preventing my escape. I don't recall if I managed to escape or if I was tortured there, but I remember a strong sense of terror. I also had the faint idea that I had been there a long time, perhaps my entire life.

I might start trying lucid dreaming to see if I can trigger a more vivid dream, but I see that as a last resort. I will turn to it if these weak dreams persist, though.

*Note* My dad's truck (in real life) has room to seat 3 in the back seat

My dad was taking me and my sister on a trip and for some reason there was only room for 2 to fit in the back. While driving, Justin Bieber (who, btw, I can NOT stand) needs a rid so for some reason my dad gives him a ride. Just before this happens, I realize that this guy, who I REALLY like and haven't seen in about 2 years since he changed schools, is in the back seat sitting next to my sister and then Justin Bieber enters and has to sit squished next to me on front passenger seat and I shove him over to the side and tell him that he'd "better not touch me" and to stay on his side of the seat.

Night of 11/8/12

I am standing in my room when I notice a small yellow jacket flying around. Great, how did a bee get in here? I am looking for something to smash it with, when suddenly a whole SWARM of bees is in the room, covering litterally every inch of the walls. Completely freaked out, I bolt from the room, screaming, swatting bees out of my hair.

Out in the hallway, I realize Alex (my roommate) is still in the room sleeping. "Alex!" I yell. "Alex! You'd better get out here before the bees sting you!" But as I look around the hallway, I notice to my extreme horror that it is also filled with bees! Is it a yellow jacket plague!? What do I do??? There is nowhere for me to walk without upsetting the swarm. I am so alarmed that I jolt into a false awakening.

Now I am standing beside my desk, telling Alex about my dream. Before I can get more than a few words out, however, she suddenly freaks out and points at my wall. There, is a small bee-like insect. "Don't worry," I tell her nervously, "that must have been what caused me to have the dream."

But as I get a closer look, I see that it is not a bee at all: it is a tiny demonic looking fairy wearing a gas mask. The fairy gives me a look that clearly says, "You'd better not tell anyone you saw me."

I immediately grab Alex and drag her out into the hallway to tell her what I saw. Out in the hallway, however, we are alarmed to find the massive swarm of yellow jackets! "This is just like my dream!" I shriek, before doing a reality check.

No wonder. I'm still dreaming.

Another false awakening. Now, I am in the bathroom with Alex, Jake, Sadie (my cat), and Roxie (Jake's dog). Roxie turns into a clone of Sadie. They alternate between hissing at each other and rubbing against each other affectionately. "What's up with them?" I ask Jake.

"Oh, they do that all the time," he says nonchalantly.

I bend down to pet them. At first, they purr and lean into my hand. Then, Jake says, "And that's what demon cats do."

Suddenly, the cats become completely feral and tear up my arm. It hurts a bit, but it is also accompanyied by a feeling so terrible, a feeling of complete and utter horror, that I am once again jolted into a false awakening.

This time, I am lying in bed in my dark room. Freaked out, I instantly do a reality check and determine that I'm still dreaming. A dark skinned girl with long hair sits at the foot of my bed, holding my large HP Lovecraft book. She is rambling about aliens crawling through her ears to her brain. I instinctively know that she's about to enact some sort of dream torture upon me, and I'm screaming at her to go away. I am stuck in sleep paralysis, unable to defend myself.

As a last resort, I close my eyes and let the darkness wash the dream away. I'll wake up in a better dream, I'll wake up in a better dream, I think to myself frantically, but a feeling of utter terror has taken over the entire atmosphere, and I know the next dream will be worse than the last.

I struggle to get out of sleep paralysis and into the real world, but every time I open my eyes, the most terryfying figure is looming over me. He has incredibly long arms which are wrapped tightly around me, pulling me out of reality toward a worse nightmare. His face is the most twisted, demented thing I've ever seen, it can't even be described with words, and he's wearing a large top hat.

Knowing that it is just a dream does not protect me from the agonizing feelings that he is inflicting in me. I am still frantically struggling to wake myself up, but each time I pull myself from the paralysis enough to do a reality check, I am still dreaming!

After what seems like ages, I finally jolt awake, panting heavily. I am instantly annoyed with myself for breaking my most important rule: DON'T WAKE YOURSELF UP.

Night of 10/16/12

The choice to skip my classes today has ultimately sealed my fate. Had I not been feeling so ill this morning, I'd have never run into Alice as she fearlessly chased after her vile and mysterious enemy right by my dorm. Somehow I end up vowing to assist her. Now here I am, scaling buildings along side her in dead pursuit of the masked man and his henchmen.

We leap from rooftop to rooftop, killing henchmen as we go. She uses her unparalleled martial arts skills while I use a more mysterious power, the Branch of Sin, meaning that my blood itself is a weapon. ((Deadman Wonderland reference.))

My blood swirls like a whip from the palms of my hands, slicing enemies into bits. I remind myself not to overuse this power, or else the loss of blood will weaken me.

After losing track of the masked man, Alice and I meet up with Carlos, along with a young kid who is also helping us, to discuss strategy. However, we realize as soon as we reach our headquarters that something is wrong. The masked man is there, waiting for us. It is an ambush! His powers are unlike anything we've imagined, and though we make a break for it, it is not long before he and his henchmen have us tied up and helpless.

It is immediately clear that he plans to torture us.

I try to use my powers to take them by surprise, but one of the henchmen notices what I'm doing. Grinning wickedly, he grabs my foot and twists it roughly to the side. There is a loud, sickening CRACK. I know that there should be pain, but it doesn't hurt. Now, however, I'm too freaked out to concentrate on using my powers.

The masked man is debating on who to torture first. While he is distracted, Alice and Carlos manage to cut me free. I immediately run out the door to find help. It isn't long before I come upon the police station. I do not believe the police are equiped to deal with the Masked Man; however, they might provide enough resistance for Alice and the others to escape. As soon as the police move out to help, I begin to notice the throbbing pain in my foot. I take a moment to examine it; the top of my foot is darkly bruised, which I find odd since it should be my ankle that is broken.

Shaking away the pain, I run back to where my friends were held captive. As I expected, they all managed to escape. Weary and in pain, we slowly walk away from the horror we just faced, toward a beautiful ocean.

"Did I manage to get the police there before anything too bad happened?" I ask after a moment of silence.

"Yes. Are you quite pleased with yourself?" Alice remarks sarcastically. I am not sure why she is irritated with me; maybe because I am actually somewhat enjoying myself, now that we are out of harms way.

When I ignore her caustic remark, she continues, "Anyway, it's too dangerous for this to continue. I'm officially revoking your vow. You shouldn't be involved in this anymore."

I glare at her. "Vow or not, I'm still helping you. Besides, the enemy already knows what I look like. It's too late to quit now." Before she can protest, I look down at my broken foot, which is now becoming too painful to walk on. It appears as though my toe is broken as well, judging from the grotesque angle at which it is bent. I shudder, more in disgust than pain. "Now, I need one of you to carry me to a doctor." ((I wake up shortly afterward.))

I was visiting a hospital ( not as a patient, just visiting), and I was walking through the halls and this doctor (at least, I assumed he was) was torturing the patients there. I witnessed as this guy whose arm as hanging off by just a little bit of skin got beat repeatedly with his own arm

Never got lucid tonight which sucks because I really want to contact my dream guide.

Non-Lucid

All I can remember from the earlier parts of my dream is two teams fighting each other, docks and a park. I had to go bathroom too and the only toilet was out in the open, completely exposed. I used it though.

Anyways, I wake up to do WBTB. Takes forever to go back to sleep. No dreams. Wake up again. Go back to sleep. Start dreaming.
I'm in a classroom. Sitting in the left side of the class. Who is the teacher you ask? Dan.
Dan assigns us to write an essay about anything. He gets bored after a while and berates the class a little. Then makes a kid come up to the whiteboard and do a bunch of math problems. He does them incredibly quickly. After the kid is finished, Dan sends him out the classroom and says sucks for him. I start to focus on my essay which is about The Elder Scrolls series. In particular Elsweyr and how far Khajiits often have to travel to get to other lands. I even had a map of Tamriel. Unfortunately, I had only wrote down a sentence or two before Dan came around and looked at my work. He insulted me and my work. I got all upset and walked out of the classroom.

That was a mistake though! The dream scene changed and I ended up in a prison. The part of the dream is a little hazy but I do remember that the guards were very unkind. Eventually, I got hauled to a torture room. I wasn't the one being tortured though. It was Dan! Me and 2 other prisoners were given the opportunity to through Christmas tree ornaments at him. The other two prisons started right away but I refused to. Dan timidly asked, "Aren't you going to start throwing those things at me too?" I said of course not and he thanked me.

After that, we got to go get food. I remember spilling milk on some food the warden was cooking. He was visibly irritated but didn't really do anything about it. Went back to my cell, ate and then the dream scene shifted again.

I was back in the classroom. This time we had a female teacher. We were told to draw a prison cell full of prisoners. I start drawing. (Way better then I could in real life. As I drew the prison cell it came off the paper and became a fully functioning replica of the cell I was in. As I drew the prisoners, they started to come alive. Finally, I drew the Hulk. He started bashing around the cell. The teacher told me to be more careful because those cells are expensive. Then the Hulk busted the cell and started bleeding on one of the other prisoners. The other prisoner turned into A grey-hulk-bug thing that could shoot lasers. It tore Banner out of Hulk. Hulk tried smashing the Bug-Hulk with the prison cell but the Bug-Hulk evaded. It flew out of the classroom and Hulk followed. At this point, I became Dr. Banner. I started talking to some chick about what we could possibly do. Suddenly, I freaked out and was in pain. The chick asked what was wrong. I said, "You know how chemicals bond? Well me and Hulk and Chemicals." Then I flew out of the classroom and into the night sky and merged with Hulk. Who was flying. So now I was Hulk.

I screamed, "We stop bug, banner!" And swung around a skyscraper and grabbed the Bug-Hulk. (Who was now a spaceship) Smashed him into a building. Threw him. Shoot some missiles at him.(?) Grabbed him again. Tore him apart. Wake up.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now enjoy as always.

WARNING!!!
The following dream contains extremely graphic nature, and strong sexual content, that may not be suitable for children.
Parental discretion is advised........

Dream #1 Fetishes.

Spoiler for Strong Sexual Content:

Im in some basement watching a bunch of women being abused and tortured by other females. Some of it is almost too much to watch! There are different mixtures of women, all inflicting pain to one another, or receiving pain from one another. One woman was asian, and forced this black chick to eat her out. Everytime the black chick stopped the asian chick smacked her on the head with her whip really hard. and grabbed the black chicks face, and crammed it closer to her pussy and said..
"Keep eating you bitch!"
Another woman who looked latin, was using her big toe to foot fuck this white chick with red hair while she was strapped up to some metal table. Another woman looked german was kicking another german girl in the pussy while she was wearing boots and telling her that pain is good. Im now witnessing two Latin women spanking another latin girls naked ass while her pants were pulled down to her ankles. She was bent over another latin girls lap, and they were using wooden paddles and saying.."You will Worship us and us ONLY GOT IT!?" I was now in a backroom watching two white women rubbed their naked tits up against eachother all while moaning. One of them noticed me an invited me in the room. Im now laid on this metal table strapped in, and One of the women had red hair and was wearing black and red panties, no bra and wearing black leather boots. She climbed on top of me, and begin unfasting my pants. She now tugs and pulls my now throbbing rock hard cock, and assures me that what happens next will only be a test.
A bit afraid now, i notice the other woman who had black hair and had her nose eyebrows and bottom lip pierced. She walks up to the table with a needle and small steel ball the size of a pebble. She has a cotton swab and some latex gloves on.
"This will only hurt briefly."
"Please noo...please lady NO!!!
"Ssssh..hush now, this will only take a minute."
The red haired chick now hops off and is now gripping my still throbbing rock hard cock. The chick with the piercings takes the long needle and dips it in this clear bottle, while holding a cloth underneath it.
"I will close my eyes now if i were you."
I close my eyes feeling a very cold wet sensation inches away from the head of my penis, only to hear a door being kicked opened, and a womans voice saying..
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM!!!"

"Na..Natalia?" It sounds like Natalia. i faint and wake up.


Dream #2 Thinking things over.

Im in some apartment talking with a few different guys in suits. We were talking about investigating Some building i think. One of the men who looked like he was possibly Arab told me to just sit down and think it over in a few days. I let the men out of this apartment buiding and close my door and sit down in a chair letting my thoughts come and go.

Dream #3 The man name Javier.

Im in a car in the back seat with some men speaking in another language (Possibly russian) This one man is telling me when i get in the building just drop this envelope off to a man name Javier??? I get out of the car and the man now says to me..
"Rememeber, you do good job..you make real big money."
I walk into this huge corporate building and put my left hand in my left pocket, (I do this subconsciously in RL too) and in my right hand i am still holding the envelope. I see a blond russian woman at the desk and ask her..
"Excuse me Ms, you know where i can find a man name Javier?" She looks at her files on her desk and nods.
"Mmhm" You can find Mr. Javier on the 5th floor room num 214.
"Thank you." I nod my head at the woman. I noticed i am wearing a black suit and my hair is pulled back in a braided ponytail when i glance at my reflection in the hallway mirror.

I continue walking down the hall looking for a elevator. i finally see one, its empty and i step inside. I keep reminding myself about the name Javier 5th floor room num 214. I reach in my pocket and pull out my hawk coin totem. I now exit the elevator walking down the hallway looking for room num 214. Im on the 5th floor and see all these room numbers, and finally spot room num 214. The door was open i step inside, to notice a man who looked arab or latin sitting at a desk reading thru some files and papers.

"Ah, so this is the man i been hearing nothing but good stories about."
"You know who i am?"
"Of course i do, please have a seat."
I sit down at the desk across from him and he starts telling me that he can offer me a job.
I forget what else was being said right here...i believe it was something about me helping him find his daughter. Dream fades and i wake up.

Final dream: (Fragment) Recruitment.

Im in my 2nd home in the basement talking with some women about building an army. I mention to one older white lady that, she can be the lookout and i can give her a file containing vital information. (Thats all i remember) And i wake up.

Notes: I clearly could have easily became lucid in the 3rd dream, Just that that dream felt a bit too real for me to reality check. Overall im fairly happy with my recall, just a tad bit dissapointed that i did not become lucid.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! enjoy as always.

WARNING!!!
THE FOLLOWING DREAM CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC NATURE, AND VERY DISTURBING DETAILS, THAT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN.
PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED.........



Dream #1 The ugly side of my subconscious.

Spoiler for 18+ Only:

Im walking down a dark dingy hallway, there are mirrors and doors on the walls. There is this man telling this little boy to undress himself. Im whistling walking down this dark hallway with one hand in my pocket and flipping my hawk coin in
the air. Catching it as im walking, i notice in one of the rooms a man is forcing this little boy to undress himself or else he will kill him. I shapeshift into IT the clown and start laughing like a maniac. The man looks at me and says..."What the fuck is so funny clown!? "Do you want a balloon?" "No i don't want no fucking balloon get the fuck outta here!" I start laughing again, i tell the man don't you think that what you are doing could send your ass straight to jail for the rest of your life? "Uh no..and no one is goin to know, NOW GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! He shoves me and i say to him.."Aw...now don't you think you should be much more nicer to clowns hmm? "No, and i don't like clowns!" I shapeshift into a more hideous looking being..with my flesh rotting and reeking of death and decay. I reach in my mouth and pull out my own heart and tell him.."I no longer have a heart...i left it in San francisco. I start laughing again throwing up maggots as im doin so. The guy starts looking freaked out. I look over at the child, "close your eyes little boy ok?" He nods his head and takes both his hands and closes his eyes. The man pees on himself saying.."WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? He starts running, and i have now shapeshifted into Leatherface chasing him down this darkend hallway where the lights on the ceiling are blinking on and off, and there are rats and roaches crawling everywhere. Im laughing like a maniac chasing the man down this dark hallway hearing him scream like a woman! He trips and falls in the middle of the hallway. "Please man, no no no don't kill me man PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!" I pull my eyeballs out, and swallow them laughing like a madman The man is screaming at the top of his lungs, begging me not to kill him. I am chewing on my eyeballs, and picking between my teeth. "How about we play chase a little bit more, because i enjoy turning your little sick pathetic life into pure horror. Now on the count of 3, i want you to run for your life ok? He nods his head. I now shapeshift into a sexy vampire chick, i lean towards him on the ground and lick his neck. "Hahahah mmm...taste good. i lick my lips. Now i want you to start running ok? He nods his head very fast and starts getting up running. "Lalalalaaaalaaa I am goin to murder you...."I start laughing again and moaning." Im sucking my fingers and walking down this infinite hallway, the man running tries opening doors but he finds nothing. Finally i shapeshift back into my regular self, and tell the man that his time is running out and that he has better find a door soon. I now shapeshift into a little white asian girl wearing a long dirty white gown with my hair in front of my face holding a teddy bear with its head cut off. "Im fucking sorry man ok!? Please don't fucking kill me man IM SORRY!!!" I look at the man and tell him.."Time for you to die Mr." I shapeshift into freddy krueger, and take my claws and slice the man to shreds laughing the entire time. Blood is squirting everywhere while this is being done, the man is screaming in horror. Finally after finishing him, i head back to
the room to search for the little boy.

I am shapeshifted back into my regular form. I walk down the dark hallway looking for the little boy finally finding him balled up in the corner crying. I look at the boy and get down on both knees and tell the boy im sorry you had to hear that and see what you seen. I apologize for my nature of handling that, Sometimes i can get a bit angry when someone harms an innocent child, or hurt anyone for that matter. The little boy mentions to me, that he understands, and he was only frightened by the noises he heard in the halls. I grab him by the hand and we walk the the dark hallway. "Tell me, if you could go anywhere in the world, or do anything your heart desires...what would you want to do?" He mentions go flying in a world full of candy.

Quite typical of little kids. I hear my beethoven music in the distance and give him my hawk coin totem. "Here take this, i will be your guide, and come to protect you if you are ever in danger ok?" He nods his head. I lead him thru a door full of candy and i wake up.

Dream #2 The beautiful side of my Subconscious.





Im in a casino around a blackjack table rubbing my hawk coin totem. The song Miguel sure thing is playing in the background. A few women are near me saying..
"Goodluck handsome, we will be waiting for your by the bar."
Im nodding my head rubbing my hawk coin totem. Im on a hot streak and cash in my winnings. I head over to the bar to see two beautiful women (Don't know their nationality) they looked arab or indian or possibly island carribean. One of the women was wearing a long red dress with beautiful shiny black mules and a french pedicure on her toes. The other woman was wearing a long sleeve purple sweater and some black jeans with some black flats and had a very exotic look to her face.

I buy the women drinks and we head back to my place, where i am dancing with them and we end up having a threesome together. Thats all i can remember and i wake up and record the dream.

Notes: My 1st dream clearly shows my protective nature to protect the innocent. It also shows my ugly nature when extremely pissed off.

My 2nd dream clearly shows how sweet and charming i can be to those i care about around me. Overall i am fairly happy with my recall, and my dreams.

My computer was down yesterday- well, most likely still is, I'm at Azra's house- but there weren't any synchs, anyway.
Cay's Dreams

Dream 1
Azra and I watched Hostel Parts 1 and 2, and then Monty Python and the Holy Grail last night, likely the fodder for this dream. Monty Python provided the castle and the silly guards, Hostel the...eeugh. I was with a group of people including Azra, and we'd sneaked into the castle through the garbage chute in the kitchens. I guess our goal was to save someone from the dungeons. Not sure that we did, the dream fades whilst we were sidling down a dank hall lined with cells and echoing with screams.

Dream 2
I was seated at a table along with Azra, L.G. and C.B. We were guarding C.B.'s mother's setup at a flea market. His mother very much resembled the "woman" that was with Dennis in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. She was also playing in the filth some ten feet away from us. She only looked up when her son assaulted a police officer.

Recall could be better.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

21/12/11
Cannot recall anything, 1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

22/12/11

1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

I was in what appeared to be the turret of a castle, climing the spiral staircase higher and higher until I reached one of the arrow slits with a small area to stand below it. I stopped here and looked out, I can't remember what I saw but then somebody shouted up the stairs and came after me. I tried to run but my legs froze up and I couldn't move. This woman who looked to be in her 40's emerged at the top of the staircase where I was. "We can't have you telling people about this" she sneered. Then the woman grabbed me by the arm and forced me up the rest of the stairs, we arrived in a small circular room. There were chains everywhere and what appeared to be blood stains on some of the walls. I could see what was coming, anybody who walked in here could easily tell that it was a torture chamber. I had to get out, I had to find a way! The woman left no loopholes or gaps where I could run away and she chained me up so that I was suspended by my hands, dangling in the air. She turned around and I could hear her opening a box of some kind, when she turned back around the woman was holding small black box about the size of your average box of matches. It had two metal prongs on the end of it making the object instantly recognisable as a taser or electricution device of some sort. She looked at me grinning like some drugged scientist before sticking the two prongs under my shirt and into my stomach. The pain was intense as the high voltage electricity pulsed through my body. I was squirming and thrashing about madly, trying to lose contact between the prongs and me. I was seeing this in 3rd person view and as the view zoomed out back through the door I could see her electricuting me again and again. Even though in third person I could still feel the pain, I'm surprised it didnt wake me up.
Then I appeared in a corridor with white walls and a disgusting brown carpet. Up ahead the was a 90 degree corner to the left, I turned it to find myself in a room with one long table in the middle. Behind one side of the table was a glass wall, and behind that; nothingness. I looked but there was just a grey smokey mist. Around the table were all my old friends from school having lunch so I went and sat next to one of my closest friends E.G and she asked where I'd been. I was about to say but then I remembered the torture I went through just minutes ago, so I said I was busy. Then everybody finished lunch, got up and started to move around. In all the confusion I bumped into someone (A.W another person from my school) He took it the wrong way and started having a go at me. It looked like he was going to lash out at me but then my friends appeared at my side telling him to back off.
The dream ended here. (Full dream- 1 point)

The torture was terrible, it was so intense it even shows up in my sleep graph

Oh well I'm not going to give up!

Recently some of the abilities I can confidently use in lucid dreams have appeared in my non-lucid dreams.
I occasionally find myself using them without thinking or realizing that I am in fact dreaming.
The most common ones I use are "Fire" and "dragon eyes".
They're both abilities I associate with dragonic powers in my lucid dreams.
Creating and manipulating fire is rather straightforward, using the dragon eyes not so much.
If a DC looks into my eyes whilst I have the "dragon eyes" open, I can order the DC to perform any action and he will obey.
This works with most DC's, except those who seem unnaturally strong. (those who present themselves as other dreamers or other conscious entities)


I'm at university, attending some kind of lecture.
The dean enters the classroom and asks if I can come with him.
This doesn't really surprise me, I sometimes help the school with some stuff, I assume it's about something related to that.
I get up and follow him.
He opens his office. There's 3 men inside wearing suits... weird.
He closes the door without entering.

"Mr. Zimmer?"
"Yes? Can I help you?"
"Indeed you can, we're from the FBI."
"Oh? What brings you to Germany?"
"You do, Mr. Zimmer... Or should I call you 'Hyu'?"

I'm confused and feel horribly uncomfortable, as if I had committed some sort of crime.
But I know I have not. Yet I am Hyu, but how do they know? It's the nickname I use on the internet, is this related to some of my online activities?
It's the Fbi, they have no jurisdiction here.
I try to remain calm.

"Mr. Zimmer is fine. Please explain yourself, what do you want from me?"
"We want you to come with us."
"I'm afraid I'll need an explanation before I'm going anywhere, you have no jurisdiction here."
"Indeed, we do not."

The agent pulls out a gun and points it at my chest.
I freak out as he pulls the trigger and I feel the pain of something penetrating my skin.
What the heck? This wasn't a bullet! He shot me with a tranq gun.
My body goes numb and I fall to the ground...


... I regain consciousness. It's cold...
The room I'm in is dark and moist.
I'm wearing nothing but underpants, and I am constrained on a metal chair.
The metal is really cold... and it reeks. I'm scared.
I try to move my arms, but I can barely move them a few millimeters.
They are chained to the chair at multiple locations.
I start panicking and try to pull myself loose.

But I quickly understand that there is no way that is going to happen.
My legs are chained in the same way my arms are, there are multiple belts as well, keeping my body constrained to the chair.
The system is so solid and complex that I can't even turn my head.
Fuck!

I try to calm down. I need to think.

Someone enters the room... he's wearing a doctors outfit... it's full of blood stains... fuck fuck fuck.
He studies a chart and then approaches me.
He turns on a spotlight attached to his headband, which blinds me.

"Who are you???"
"..."
"Where am I?!"
"..."

He doesn't give a shit and completely ignores me.
At first I think that he'll inject me with a huge syringe, but he actually proceeds to drain blood from my left arm.
He's fucking disgusting. He smells horribly, as if he hasn't showered for weeks, and he doesn't look any better than he smells.

Fuck this!

I try to channel energy in order to set him on fire... but it fails miserably.
Red lights on bracelets on my arms start flashing... and that's it... nothing happens. There is no fire.
I realize the bracelets have tubes that feed into my arms... what the fuck?

"Heh. Stupid shit. You're not going to use fire magic for a long time."
"Guard! We're taking him with us. I want him to see something..."

A guard enters the room and unlocks some of the chains.
He then forces me to stand up and follow the doctor.
The chains around my body are still massive. It's a complex setup of massive steel locks.
The whole apparatus is heavy, I have a hard time walking with all the weight I have to carry.
There's no way I'll be able to resist.

I am brought into a room similar to the one I was held in.
There's 2 prisoners inside.
A girl and a guy, both about my age.
I quickly realize that the girl is dead.
It looks like she died of blood loss, which she lost through her eyes.
How horrible!

The guy seems quite scared. He looks at me, and I can see the desperation in his eyes.
He knows he is going to die.

The doctor approaches him. He is going to inject him with the blood he's taken from me... why?

"They're going to kill me... just like they killed the girl."
"Your blood killed her."

The doctor intervenes: "Shut your mouth."
But knowing what's going to happen to him, he doesn't care.

"If there's anything you can do... do it."
"They will torture you until they find a way to extract your abilities... and after that they'll have no more use for you."

Fuck... if this is true... I have to act now... but how? I can't do shit with these bracelets.
The doctor gets ready to insert the needle into his arm.
I can feel the adrenaline pumping...

...

The bracelets... they prevent me from using fire...

"Hey doc!"
"Shut it!"
"You know, this is not going to work, you can't transmit the fire genes like that..."

I'm pulling this out of my ass... I just need him to look me in the eyes before he performs the injection.
Maybe they don't know what I can do if someone looks into my eyes, maybe they only know about the fire.

"... Those tricks are not going to work. Don't waste my time."
"Don't inject him and I'll tell you how to transfer my powers..."
"... I've actually got them from someone else, I wasn't born with them."

This is never going to work...
He turns around and looks at me.
Or maybe it will?

"Bullshit!"
"Look me in the eyes, do I look like I'm lying to you? My fucking life is on the line."

And he does.
Got you!

I open the dragon eyes and stare right into his soul.
I can see every bit of evil inside of him. What a disgusting and horrible person.
He tries to resist, so I push it.
His eyes turn bloody... he won't be able to take this for long.
I need to hurry up.
I order him with my mind.

"Undo the bracelets!"

He approaches me like a puppet and begins deactivating the bracelets.
The guard notices and freaks out, yelling at the doctor to stop.
But he doesn't... he can't even hear the guard, he can only hear the overwhelming voice of my mind.
The guard pulls out his gun, but it's too late.
The bracelets are off.

The concentrated fire bullet I just launched at him hits him in the head and splits his skull.
He drops to the ground dead.

"PLEASE! Help me! I can get us out!"
"I know the way, and I can open the doors."

I don't have a choice, I have no idea where I am.
He's wearing bracelets as well.
I concentrate some fire onto them and they stop working.
He closes his eyes and all the locks on his and my constraints unlock at once.

"I control electricity. I can control most electrical devices."
"That's useful..."

I spot a small red led at the top of the room... fuck... a camera.

"We need to get out. Now!"

He gets up and we start running.
The corridor outside the cell leads straight to a big steel security door.
He opens it with his ability. It starts lifting upwards.

But behind it, a whole armed task force is waiting for us.
In panic, I prepare to set them all on fire, but it seems my new buddy got this.
With a simple hand motion, he creates an electromagnetic field dragging all their equipment towards the ground.
The belts of their machine guns prevent them from getting back up and we just run past them.

This guy is amazing. He locks all doors around us, except for the ones we need to escape.
We encounter little resistance on our way out since everyone is locked in other rooms.
Finally we reach an elevator and get inside.

Apparently we're at level "-28" which is also the lowest level.
Where the fuck are we.
It goes all the way up to "0", which is where we are going.

The elevator doors open and we get out.
We're in a rather small room, with some sort of reception and a big steel door which presumably leads outside.
I can see a nuclear warning sign on it... I see. We are in an old nuclear bunker.
A girl working the reception freaks out once she spots us and grabs a phone.

"Do yourself a favor and don't bother..."

I feel more confident now that we're nearly out. I'm not really that scared anymore.
She drops the phone and puts her arms in the air.

"Good girl."

My new friends opens the door with a wave of his hand and the bright light from outside blinds me.
We step out, not seeing anything, but then my vision normalizes...

"Fuck..."
"Yes. I thought you knew how to get out?"
"We are out. But I had no idea where the fuck this facility actually was..."
"Well shit..."

We're in the middle of the desert.
You can see extremely far from where we are, but there's nothing to see but sand.
Never ending sand and the fucking door leading back into the nuclear bunker.

Armed forces stream out of the bunker pointing their machine guns at us.
There's a guy in a suit with them, presumably the leader of whatever is going on in the bunker.

... Hold on a second... I can teleport, can't I?
Or... wait... WHAT THE FUCK?

I'm angry... I'm properly mad.

"WHAT IS THIS SHIT?"

The guy I escaped with is confused.

"What?"
"THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!"

I'm so pissed. How did I not notice.
I need to unleash some of this anger...
I approach the guy in the suit.

Everyone starts shooting at me, emptying their magazines, but the bullets just bounce off me.
What do they expect? I'm lucid, they can't do shit.

I grab the guy by his neck and lift him off the ground.

"If you meet my subconscious, kindly ask it: 'What the fuck?'"

I set him on fire. The flames are purple, and so strong that he immediately disintegrates, not even leaving behind any ashes.
In my anger I call out to Faye, associating her with my subconscious and thus as someone responsible for this nightmare.

"FAYE!"

She appears and immediately makes me a sign to let her say something first.

"I didn't do this Hyu. This is not my fault. It wasn't me."
"Then who did?"
"No one... nightmares don't work like that..."

I finally manage to calm down.
And then I realize something rather important.

"Sorry Faye... I didn't mean to be angry at you."
"And I get it now. This is actually a positive experience, not a negative one."
"Aha! How so?"
"If I had this same nightmare and I wasn't lucid dreaming, I wouldn't have been able to break free from it."
"The habits I've acquired in lucid dreams have helped me to escape from this nightmare, and from many others before."

She smiles in agreement.

I feel a lot better, somewhat refreshed actually.
Beating a nightmare feels good. I feel strong, like I have an ability that most people don't.
The dream fades away...

I only remember a fragment, like my previous Lucid Dream (Why do I only forget Lucid Dreams?? )
Keep in mind I haven't watched or read Harry Potter books in a looooonggg time and I'm not really that into it. But from how the non-lucid part went (me walking with a wand), it transformed to me performing Harry Potter spells, because I knew what to expect from different spells and would give me better control over my dream

Lucidity:
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I remember walking around with a wand. I did not have full lucidity, as my brain was not completely in-sync with my normal waking life brain (I wasn't thinking the same) :L <> :S.
I was walking with lots of people I disliked, when I realised I was dreaming, and, the evil selfish person I am, decided to torture them > Yes, I had a really narrow mind during the dream! haha! :L

One by one, I killed them all while they begged me to stop -.- I'm so evil. When I reached the last person (before I woke up), the killing curse didn't work, so I decided to use the Torture one. When it shot through the wand, however, I woke up. Yay for wasting a Lucid Dream :L -.-

(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)

This dream takes place in a sort of Medieval fantasy world, much like Lord of the Rings. I am my dream incarnation Kalima, who has orange hair and wears a white and violet dress. I am in the center of a large valley of some kind. I am on a flat plain surrounded completely by large snowy mountains. It is cold and dry and it is either late autumn or I am far north, though there is no snow on the ground.

I know I am trying to find my way to a certain land, but I do not know how to get there. I am in the process of escaping another land where people are trying to kill me because I have been accused of witchcraft. A while ago I was being pursued by a group of men dressed in furs who were riding black horses, but somehow I avoided them and ended up in this valley. I am nervous because there are no trees or large boulders to hide behind and if the horsemen make there way into this valley, they will surely see me.

I head for the smallest range of mountains and try to traverse over it, but I lack supplies and I am starving, I am too tired and it is too cold. I collapse and some travellers find me and take me to their cabin on the other side of the mountain. I sleep for a long time and when I awake I am in a trance like state and I start drawing maps because for some reason I am unable to speak and cannot tell my rescuers where I am trying to go.

Some of the older men in the family recognizes the land I have drawn in my map and they gathers supplies to try and take me there. We travel for a long time and are almost at my destination when the horsemen find us and attack us. All of the men I am travelling with, except one, are killed and we are taken prisoner. We are taken to a camp set up by the horsemen and I am interrogated and tortured because the horsemen want to know where I was headed, though for some reason I am still unable to talk. Late in the night thw lone survivor of the men I had been travelling with is tortured and killed. After his death some of the horsemen gang rape me repeatedly.

Dawn comes and I am traumatized and exhausted and am looking forward to the horsemen killing me for witchcraft because I do not want to live anymore. Before they can assault me further the horsemen's camp is attacked by elven warriors and the horsemen flee or are killed. I am overhwelmed by everything that has happened and pass out.

When I wake up I am in a large palace somewhere and there are beautiful elven people walking around and whispering softly in the grand halls. My wounds are dressed and there is fresh fruit and bread on a table near by soft bed. I am still traumatized from the torture and rape, and still unable to talk, yet somehow I know that I have arrived at my destination and I fall back into a such deep sleep that I do not know if I am just asleep or if I have died.