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Morning of August 4, 2017. Friday.



In my dream, I am apparently living in the middle apartment of the east side of the second floor of the King Street boarding house, an impressive mansion that was part of a tour, but not that great on the inside.

Still, it seems that an unfamiliar male has taken residence in this apartment. I am not fully sure of what the situation is, though I do know that I am a vampire. That is, I am a pretend vampire for a time, and I am using some sort of technology to exist as such. The technology is apparently unseen by the “real” world I live in. (It is of a lifelong recurring theme of using invisible technology that exists in another dimension to bring about whatever is to occur in my dream, though which I usually incorrectly see as being my real world.)

I show this male and a couple of his visitors how I have fangs and how I can levitate. There is an unknown male with me, though I eventually assume that he is my friend Eddie. We both seem to be about twenty-five years old. Eddie cannot seem to decide if he looks the most like Christian Slater or Stephen Geoffreys and consequently acts like both in an overacting vampire pretense. He seems amused by our act but eventually does not say much other than agree with my own pretense, which is more serious. We are wearing cloaks and are ready to fly through the night sky of La Crosse.

Time seems to have passed and I am now seemingly on my own, flying in an unknown region, seemingly late at night.

I see the preconscious below, walking along with an unknown friend, an unfamiliar male of about the same age. I decide to fly down and see what is going on.

The preconscious, an unknown male of perhaps thirty or more, seems happy to see me, but he tells me that my flight did not look as if I had been flying regularly. I do not get angry, as I know it is an illusion anyway, though which he does not perceive as such. His friend wants to see my fangs, and I will them to grow out.

He has a gift for me. It is supposedly my favorite food; a bunch of “stone grapes”, from a supposedly very rare plant, which looks like a normal bunch of grapes other than being thorny and more woody and having no discernible grapes on it, only small seed-like features that are very crunchy. I put it up to my mouth and eat the entire bunch, feeling my teeth gnaw through it, but I do not taste anything other than a slight tree-bark flavor. I know that no human being could eat this, but it is apparently a very thoughtful gift and I thank him. Still, I know that this hidden technology of mine (which is phased within another dimension, only operable by me) only makes it look like it has gone past my teeth and into the back of my mouth to swallow. He does not realize this. He does not know that it phases out of existence once it goes past my teeth. There is no way I could have actually eaten anything like this anyway, but I do not want him to be disappointed or disrupt his faith regarding his belief in vampires, or cease to trust me in my vampire guise.

He kisses me lightly on the right temple, in affirmation of a long-term friendship, and I wonder if I am just a creature to show off to a friend of his every now and then, perhaps once or twice every several years. Apparently, being friends with a vampire like me has given him a status of bravery and strength, but I consider if I am seen as just a “pet” to brag about knowing. Still, I hold no anger.

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Hallucinations in the sky.

I'm pretty sure this theme was prevalent throughout a few dreams. First impression was of me walking at night with someone through a forest trail at night. I saw a city line in the distance. Then when I looked up in the sky there was a mirage of it in the sky. I pointed this out to my walking companion and agree with me that it was a mirage, but very breathtaking.

Next part is I'm walking through the city. A bunch of people are running in panic. Someone says that a Russian satellite armed with Nukes is losing orbit and will soon hit earth. They seem to think that it will set of nuclear explosions and start world war 3. Later when I looked up in the sky I see a very large mirage image of a satellite orbiting earth. it looks way bigger than the moon. This freaks people out even more. I just continue walking and laugh at the whole thing.

Next thing I remember is walking in a street at night in toronto. for some reason I get a little scared myself as I pass the panicking people but get over it quickly.

Rewind

I'm in a kitchen of some house. I have to steal something, but I have to do it carefully. I take the thing of the bar part of the kitchen and find a cubby hole by the sink to hide in. An alarm goes off and I hear a robot go by, it blares an announcement that it is looking for me, and will find me. It goes close by my cubby hole and I am about to be discovered. This scene rewinds and happens again 3 or 4 times. Nothing I can do stops the robot. During one rewind I stay and let the robot see me it a bit. It doesn't recognize me as a threat. Then I hide until it leaves, so That I can leave.

Don't wanna be a vampire.

I'm in a rocky area at night again. I'm with the night stalker guy who mind controls me to be a vampire or something. We scare a couple people walking around the place. Then we take off flying. I kind of dog paddle through the air a bit, Him and his other freind get too far ahead of me so his effect wears off. I'm suddenly wondering why I'm on the side of evil. Plus I think Vampires are lame and I don't really wanna be one. So I fly back to the people we attacked to see if they are okay.

Drive.

I'm flying and find a familiar van driving along a road at night. I fly in through the back window, kind of phase through it. I'm in the backseat with a small group of girls that are 3-6 years old. Their faces are dirty and covered in dried snot. They seem to know me and I seem to know them. A girl with light brown hair and a perm hands me a magazine to read. She points to a story she wants me to read. So I read it quietly. I don't realize it at the time but it's a page and a half story about the dreams I just had, but in a more linear sequence. The girl grills with questions based on my reactions to the story. She asks if I really believe in WW3 and that it's soon. I say, no not really. She then asks If I really believe that I'm in telepathic communication with her mom. I point out that I never voiced those thoughts out loud, so, that obviously telepathy is real. Her friends giggle at that. As far as her mom is concerned, it's more like a pics or it didn't happen kind of thing. Until I have solid confirmation while awake which is extremely unlikely or realistic, That these dreams are just something that I'm just going to have to endure for a while. I'm not sure if I say these things or just think them, but the girl has a bit of a sullen look on her face, but fades when she realizes she's home.

I follow her into the house but I hang back a bit. I peer sheepishly into the kitchen and see Bjork in a purplish Victorian outfit leaning over the table leafing through mail. Instantly I feel like I couldn't deal with her. I get too nervous so I quietly fly above her not making a sound. The girl goes up to her and starts talking to her. I am above them and the ceiling is high, So I'm not noticed. I fly into a living room area and find a nice big chair. I land on it and fall asleep.

Ritual: I went to bed at 1am last night, early enough that I hoped to get some dreaming in. I'd had good luck with the "Dream Leaf" supplement last time, so took the blue tablet before bed, together with two tabs of bacopa and a vitamin D supplement (the latter unrelated to any dreaming intentions). I slept deeply and I don't even think I woke up for a few hours. I still have no clock in the bedroom since I've been charging my phone downstairs, but I estimated it was around 4 or 5am when I first woke. At that point I took the red pill and went back to sleep. I woke a couple more times but was disappointed that I didn't recall any dreams. Finally it must have been around 8 or 8:30am and I felt almost awake enough to get up, but I thought I would give it one more shot. I mixed about half a teaspoon of Piracetam in some water and swallowed that before going back to bed. That's when the magic happened. It was about 9:30 when I woke up again after a linked series of lucid dreams.

1. ???
I feel certain there were one or more fully developed scenes initially, but so much else happened afterward that I lost all memory of these earlier episodes when I woke. One thing I like about tasks is that they act as a focus for memory as well as intention.

2. Gifts under the Tree
I was in my bedroom and already aware of dreaming, and it felt like some scene had just concluded. The thought occurred: Didn't I mean to finish the gift task properly? I'd better get that done before I wake up or I'll be annoyed. I remembered that my error last time had been forgetting to look under a tree for the gift. However, I looked around and saw that there was no tree in this room. Rather than waste time trying to find a tree elsewhere in the house, I decided to brute force it and manifest one right in the room. My ambivalence about this inelegant solution nearly destabilized the dream, but I was determined to finish the task so I managed to hold it together, even though I had to do this by getting down on all fours and crawling across the room toward the corner where I decided the tree would be.

Everything had gone dark but I figured as long as I could still feel the floor, it was not too late to restabilize. The texture of the floor was distinct, hardwood, and I could feel the smooth boards with small grooves between them, so I focused on that until the visuals kicked in again. My sight slowly returned, and although the lighting remained dim, I could see an illuminated Christmas tree in the corner I was heading for. Is it lit with real candles? I thought, noting the especially warm quality of the illumination, and remembering the nineteenth-century images that had always captured my imagination. But then I remembered why we don't do this anymore: Isn't that a fire hazard? I felt a flicker, not of the candles, but of the dream nearly destabilizing again at my irrational concerns, so I forced my attention away from the lights and onto the area underneath the boughs. I was still on my hands and knees so it was easy to peek underneath.

There were three objects. Two were wrapped, one rather messily, but the last caught my eye because it was unwrapped. It was a single glove, and from the position of the thumb I could see that it was for the left hand. No sooner had I observed this than two more manifested, in different colors, also for the left hand. As I wondered about the possible significance (nothing occurred to me) the pile got larger... maybe a dozen left-handed gloves were now strewn under the tree. This was getting out of hand (no pun intended) and anyway I preferred to choose a wrapped gift, so I withdrew my attention from the gloves and looked at the other objects. The first two hadn't appealed to me, but now I saw a flat, rectangular, neatly wrapped item that seemed perfect, so I picked it up for a closer look.

As I tore through the several layers of wrapping and tissue paper, I came across small textual clues that made me think this must be a gift from my spouse. It turned out to be a book, a beautiful old volume bound in leather that looked like it couldn't have been published later than the nineteenth century. The title was printed in small stamped gilt letters on the front cover. It was something like Personalities of Note, and subtitled Pple of Our Time, where I understood "pple" to be an abbreviation for "people." The author was identified as Lord Lytton, a name that I knew I recognized from WL history but couldn't immediately place.

Turning the book over in my hands and admiring the beautiful cover, I discovered a library sticker on the lower part of the spine. I wondered what library had held such a fine book and looked on the sides of the closed pages where the name is sometimes stamped. The top side of the pages had been coated with gleaming silver pigment, further attesting to the book's quality, but there were no stamps on the outside. I found it inside the back cover: "Library of _______" (I can't clearly remember the name but it was a one-syllable word ending with "nsk," similar to Svensk or Minsk, but something else I think). I continued to look for a "discard" stamp or some other clue that it had been deliberately divested from the library's holdings. I couldn't find one but reasoned that it must have been; surely it wouldn't have been given to me as a gift if it was still a part of a library's collection, and anyway, ex-library books are very common these days.

I opened the book hoping to read some passages, but despite the English title and author, the text was unmistakably in Cyrillic. This was disappointing since I don't read Cyrillic, and I concluded that it must be a translation.

3. Vampire Interlude
I don't recall the transition, but found myself lying next to a blonde boy. I realized that I was a vampire and that also reminded me that I was dreaming. I fed on his blood and gave him advice on his sexual difficulties.

4. False Awakening
I found myself lying under my down comforter in a very plausible facsimile of my WL bed, and even though I was lying sideways across the foot of the bed, I didn't think it odd because sometimes I'll lie in odd positions when I want to relax a bit more but avoid falling back to sleep. I felt aroused and began touching myself, but then I noticed an odd feeling of displacement and realized that even though I could distinctly feel the pressure of my fingers when I flexed them, my hand was resting at my side and not actually in contact with any other part of my body. I correctly deduced that this was because I was not fully awake. Eventually I was able to persuade myself that if I was lucky enough to still be in the dream state, I should make better use of it, and forced myself back out of bed.

5. Explaining Massage to the Snow Lizard
I flew out the window and landed in heavy snow. Now that I was on my feet, I found that the snow was so deep I could barely push my way through it. I was actually enjoying this, because I've been disappointed with the quality of the snow in the WL winter so far. It was night, and I was walking around a vague dream version of my house, but the thick snow made me feel like I was in some deep kingdom of winter. Wondering what to do next, I tried to remember any of the other current tasks of the month or year, but I was having trouble coming up with them. I thought hard until one came to me: the massage TOTM. This wintry realm seemed like an odd place to look for a massage, but part of the fun of dream is improvising, right?

Movement in the air made me look up, and I saw thick-bodied, pale blue lizards flapping slowly through the air. Maybe I could convince them to do it! I beckoned them down, and two of the snow lizards landed and gazed at me curiously.

"I'd like you to give me a massage." I instructed. They looked back blankly. Either they didn't understand the concept, or didn't understand why they should comply. I worked on the latter angle: "I need you to help me! It's for a Task." I tried to make the word "task" sound very important. "Please just rub my back a little." I sat down and turned my back to the nearest lizard.

What the lizard replied was so peculiar that I repeated it to myself many times afterward, making sure I would remember the phrasing: "Mr. Cooper, could you please salute the Constitution? I mean, lift your shirt." I found it very amusing that "salute the Constitution" was apparently a local euphemism for "lift your shirt," though I had no idea why he addressed me as "Mr. Cooper," a name that inspires no particular resonance. I complied with his instruction and looked foward to the prospect of a massage, since my back muscles have actually been sore lately in WL and I've been needing one.

I should note that by this point I had already been dreaming for so long that I was starting to worry how well I would be able to remember the details, so I was actually carrying around my dream journal and taking notes. I recognized sadly that they would be unlikely to persist into waking (though I always, irrationally, hope that somehow they will), but I figured that the concentration of writing down details might help me better fix them in memory. I jotted down what the lizard had just said while I was waiting for the massage to start. I think the second lizard was looking on quietly the whole time.

The lizard wasn't doing anything, so I tried to instruct him in how to give a massage. "Stroke my back," I suggested. He limply touched it. We wrangled a bit but weren't getting anywhere, so I decided to try a different tack. I lay face-down on the ground and insisted, my exasperation rising, "Just walk on my back! Walk directly on it!" I remembered when I was little my dad would have me walk on his back this way, so it was a valid form of massge. I was afraid the lizard might be too heavy, but reminded myself that since it was a dream I couldn't come to permanent harm. But the lizard still balked.

I sat up again, trying to come up with a solution. I remembered shiatsu, how it uses chopping motions. I thought that might be easier for the lizard to master, so I attempted to explain it. Finally I felt something vaguely massage-like as the lizard patted me several times on the shoulders with the flat part of its front feet. (For the first time I contemplated the anatomical differences that might make this challenging for the lizard.)

"Great!" I exclaimed, pleased that we were finally getting somewhere. "Okay, now keep doing that."

But the lizard sounded like someone awkwardly trying to escape an embarrassing social encounter as he replied: "Ummm... it was nice to know you..." and disappeared into the night.

6. The Lonely Beauty of Dream
Somehow after all this I still wasn't awake. I could hardly believe it myself. I knew I should force myself awake at this point, I was juggling so much in memory, and had so much to write down—and the dream notebook I was still carrying was not likely to be much help, though I continued to jot down details.

But I didn't want to wake up. I was enjoying this too much, and wanted to see where else it would go. I was still next to the house, but the sense of winter was fading as I walked around the corner, feeling fully in my element and murmuring: "This is my domain." I walked into the house, which still felt like mine even though it had no resemblance to WL, noting how detailed it all was, even a bit cluttered, boxes of cereal on the counter. What should I do next? I didn't feel like attempting another task as I already had so much to remember. As I approached the front door, which was open on a beautiful bright day—it was no longer dark outside, and the trees were green now—I was inspired to try to see the dream world at its best.

"Show me the beauty of dream," I commanded as I walked through the doorway back outside. I was addressing the dream state directly now. I repeated this a few times, and indeed, the natural landscape around me was incredibly lovely. I walked to the edge of the trees and pulled down a fir bough to admire it. The needles were an unusual shade of purple.

I continued admiring the landscape until I was struck with sudden note of melancholy. Everything was so beautiful, but what good is all this beauty if you have no one to share it with? That was always the problem, wasn't it? Could this explain something about the kind of beings we are, why we choose to cohabit a shared dream despite all the inevitable conflict? I felt a hint of that distinctive sensation you get when you're stoned and think you've stumbled on some revelation of cosmic importance, but at the same time you realize that it will sound bland and foolish when you look back on it later. The sense of loneliness persisted, so I attempted to break through the solipsism, to summon something to me, to reach out and find some other cognition.

A spacecraft flew low across the sky, seeking a place to land. It was not an alien ship but clearly of human make, chunkily built. I don't think it resembled anything in WL but was probably inspired by films or games: the first thing I thought to google was 'mass effect shuttle' and the image results are actually about right. I was surprised to see, as it came closer, that the word "AMERICAN" was written in block letters across the side.

The shuttle settled to the ground and I walked toward the landing site. The hatch opened and a few people came out, walking in single file. The guy in the lead was wearing his suit, but no helmet. He was a dark-haired, middle aged man with a rugged face. I thought he resembled the character Group Captain Peter Townsend from The Crown, which made sense because we've been watching that show lately, and the character was a military pilot.

I wanted to signal my benign intentions so I held my hands out and up. The captain also held his hands up, although I noted that he did not let go of the rifle in his right hand, he just wasn't pointing it at me. I guess he felt wary and uncertain of my intentions. "I come in peace," I announced to reassure him, though it occurred to me that he should be the one saying that—I lived here. As we came closer I slowly (so as not to startle him) brought forward my right hand, inviting a handshake. He slung his rifle over his shoulder and did the same. I brought down my left hand to clasp his in both of my own, feeling warm and benevolent. "Be well," I said sincerely.

At that moment I felt the irresistable pull of waking draw me out of the dream. I hadn't intended it, but it was perfectly timed.

I had a sort of astral projection experience where I was sleeping on my bed and could feel my astral body separating from my physical body. I could hear a faint musical rhyme that seemed to be lulling me out of my body. The only words I remember from the rhyme were "dominus invictus" yeah it was in latin and I don't speak latin. The musical rhyme was pleasant and it was a pleasant sensation being slowly pulled away from my physical body lying on the bed. I let the feeling carry me away and I started floating away through my apartment and out the door. I kept letting the rhyme and sensation guide me, letting myself be pulled or attracted to it's source.

It's night outside and I'm drifting along above the streets below me when I reach a park. I start getting closer to the ground and I see a dark figure running really fast towards me. He jumps up and tries to grab me so I put my hand out to stop him and he bites straight onto my hand. I'm pulled down to the ground and he starts sucking the blood out of me. I can feel it being drained and getting weaker. I keep fighting him and manage to break free, then I wake up in my bed.

I really am kicking myself for not writing this up sooner, it just HAD to be a great dream that happened on one of the busiest days I've had this month :/ it's faded a bit from memory but it was still a cool dream.

Dream
First off, I was watching a transformers movie.. It was really good, the first one (though nothing actually like the movie), it flicked to the adverts and I saw some sort of advertisement about old pop songs. There was a dude at a really nice beach in the water with his surf board and he was in the music video, selling his sex appeal in the way that the 90s pop songs did.

I forget how the dream transitions.. But I finished the movie and had left to go somewhere. There's a bit of context in the dream now, I'm a demigod of some sort, I live in (and apparently own) a semi-underground building that houses parties for the local monsters (vampires and other stuff). I'm walking through the stone corridor and meet Alexis Texas, she comes onto me and we briefly do adult stuff, but the thing I really noted was that my hands were FREEZING cold. Another girl joins while I'm kissing Alexis, my mouth is full of gum for some reason... I kiss the other girl and her mouth is full of gummy bears. Weird. Then there's an ad for gummy bears, like I was briefly watching TV again.. I saw a bottle on a table with a bunch of gummy bears, I can't recall more than that.
I'm back with the girls but I open the door nearby and head downstairs, leaving them. I'm in the foyer of the building where people have begun showing up, some guy talks shit and I grab his head and slam it into the ground with inhuman strength, killing him instantly and sending blood splattering everywhere. Some of the audience is unphased by this (the monsters). I turn and grab another human and slam his head against a wall repeatedly until he dies too. The remaining humans have scattered out the entrance to escape.. I look around and head up some stairs with some friends joining me, let the party begin. I spot Hamish on my way up the stairs and say hello, he's super non-chalant about the interaction. I thought he was meant to be sick yet he is going to the club, I decide to not bring it up as it's not a big deal. Our group arrives at the top of the stairs, opening up into a large spacious redlit room with music pumping. There aren't many people yet as the night only just started. I start dancing and people start joining, I'm just enjoying myself rather than trying to show off, occasionally dancing in sync with some mates which I found really fun ^_^.

This was another very vivid dream, I think somewhere in the dream I watched transformer 2, and saw bumblebee riding on top of a train as the opening sequence. I remember thinking that the movies budget was way bigger but the movie itself was much worse than the first... Can't remember when this happening though, possible at the same time as the gummy bear advert.

I was vampire, wandering around a town during night. I was involved with something big, vampire hunters and police were on the hunt. I entered a club of some kind, spoke with someone and escaped using backdoor. Then I climbed high up using a pipe and escaped to nearby school. All the people inside were strange zombies with completely red eyes. I sneaked past some of them and ran when detected. I escaped from the school and got to a city, to a hideout in friends house. I met my sister inside, she had facial hair and asked me to help her shave.

I was in my old school, went down to cloakroom, left my jacket and then changed my shoes. I met there a dark haired girl from my class. We talked for a while about plans for this day, them left the cloakroom. I took a seat at a bench in front of an entrance, the girl went through a hallway and disappeared. I was sitting there for a long while, students passing by. There weren't much of them, I knew that half of school's students are absent. After a while of sitting I decided to go to the cloakroom and leave. I met that girl again and we both took out stuff from cloakroom and headed to entrance. On the way we saw students coming to school, they told us that every student needs to go for some kind of commission. I decided to leave the school using back entrance.

I left the school and found myself in my house. It was dark, I was moving some small objects of strange properties, then I took a coffin with what seemed to be an ancient vampire. I left the room and went outside. I was standing at the entryway, watching the rain.

Dream
I remember being in a house, it was night time and snowing outside. There was a lot that happened earlier in the dream but I've forgotten. The context is that now I'm experiencing a prologue story for the npc's, a backstory I guess.
There was a newly born babe and his mother had passed away.. His older brother wanted him to stop crying so he strangled the baby, I couldn't intervene since it was a memory but it was really sad :/. I then watched the years flick by, the dad was a werewolf and was almost never around, leaving the two brothers alone in the house. Whenever the younger brother cried he would get strangled, he soon learned not to cry. They're a bit older now, maybe the youngest is 5. It's night time and snowing still, I see a scene where there's a werewolf flailing its arms at someone.. The person stumbles through a doorway out of sight. I think it was the dad attacking the older brother. Then I see the 3 of them, dad and two sons side by side. Except the brothers are vampire dogs. The dogs had pitch black fur with a brown underbelly and bright red eyes. I'm in the house for real this time, they hound after me and run me up the stairs. I slam a door shut but it's only closed long enough for me to clamber out of an open window onto the roof. It's completely covered in snow, I see trees around the house in the dark of the night, evergreens. There's a light at the base of the stairs leading down from the roof, but one of the vampires is going to come from that way.. I just remember its eyes, so red and evil. They glowed and seemed to not really 'see' you, like they weren't in control.

First dream

For several days, I was driving by car to school. Once when I came back home, there was an utter mess inside. My family has visitors and everyone was preparing for brother's wedding. I saw that my pal looked like a known actor and wanted to make a photo with him, but I had to find something first. I took out a police officer suit and gave him. Mother wanted to make us a photo with a palm of her hand. Next day I was driving to school on a bike.

Second dream

It was a dark, rainy night. I was a vampire lord on a huge and wealthy, though a little rundown castle. I saw myself from third perspective - I had dark gray arms length hair, slightly gray skin and red eyes. I was wearing a purple-red nobleman suit. I was sitting in my study, when I sensed visitors. To remove suspicion I made a hotel in my castle. I went down a spiral staircase and saw a young couple. A man was taking their luggage while woman went to book a room. Then she told her partner to take luggage to their room.

I waited until he goes away and ran up to her. She was a tall blonde woman, wearing casual clothes. I could see from first person as it surely wasn't original part of dream plot. I caught her by arms, she tried to free herself. "Do you love him?" I asked and she said that yes. "Would you like to surprise him? I know a shortcut through this castle!" She agreed and I took her to another part of the castle, going through wealthy furnished chambers and dark corridors. I took her to a tower and opened a wardrobe, saying that it has power to bring her to her room.

She walked merrily inside. Darkness in the wardrobe was truly ominous, I laughed maniacally - flames shot from the wardrobe and demonic screams could be heard. After a while I said to myself "Just kidding..." She safely ended in her room. Going back through dark corridors I thought that they need more light. With my thoughts I invoked light. Each invocation sounded like I was burning up a torch. I tired to light a torch by shooting fire from my hands, which I did successfully.

I finally got to castles courtyard. Again I saw from third perspective. I looked at the sky and screamed, raising my hands a little. I summoned a thunderstorm, thunders stroke as I screamed. In the rain I ran towards main entrance and hid under cloaks hanging on the wall. I was crying, a butler came to say that I must go to my chamber. On the way I met another vampire and my mood got better. Together we entered my chamber, where vampire hunters were waiting for me. Together we unleashed our horrible powers against them, avoiding their holy magic. They got disintegrated, but my companion got destroyed in the end.

I meant to write this in here earlier but had no time but anyway this dream felt like it lasted around 2-3 hours honestly when I was dreaming it but it was good.

It starts off the night before, my nephew calls me and asks to come over and have soup and stay the night and the next morning my nephew, my sister, my mother, myself and Dean come over to my nieces house (which was a previous residence in real life) for Christmas dinner and we got to meet her new boyfriend who turned out to be a vampire and dean doesn't kill him right here i'll explain later, So we all sit down and for about an hour to an hour and a half we all eat and chat and open presents early. Well vampire at this point is trying to knock everyone out and he knocks me out last but I go in to third person to watch what occurs next (as my in dream body was knocked out) Dean and the vampire get into a huge fight and in the middle of it Dean says "The only reason I didn't kill you earlier is because (my sister or mother because I didn't know he was a vampire) told him not to." They ruin the kitchen and dining room and then Dean drags the vampire outside and smashes his face on the metal railing and throws him over the side, goes to his car and pulls out a machete and comes and kills the vampire. The dream ends with us all waking up to the big mess, a dead vampire, and a long explanation. Because (my dream self) was not aware my nieces boyfriend was a vampire.

I remember lots of stuff happened but the first thing that I really remember is being on a subway train and someone saying that there were vampires on-board. There was also something to do with angels that were supposed to be fighting them. I remember when I asked myself where the angels were I got a vision of them sitting on a cloud eating doughnuts and playing cards. I became lucid.

The first vampire I saw was turned the other way, terrorizing some girl before he drank her blood. I pulled a wooden stake from hyperspace and impaled him.

I made my way back along the train. For some reason, I was just throwing the vampires out the window. It seemed like the easiest and quickest way to dispose of them. At some point I saw the master vampire, a female with two children, one male and one female. I remember she kept ordering the male child to drink the blood of different people while not allowing the female any. It was also at this point that the subway had become an above ground train. The male child complained that he was full.

For whatever reason, I felt like I needed help here. I turned and ran for a window before the male child could get me. I had some doubts that I could jump out the window and fly, but it seemed to work regardless. I remember I flew above the city we were passing through. I used the summoning command and when I did, I saw Manei in the backseat of a car. I pulled down next to her. The car was driving seemingly by itself. I opened the backdoor. I remember she was wearing some heavy jacket or hoodie that she wanted to take off before we went. I grabbed her hand.

"Are you ready"

"Yeah"

I pulled her up into the air. I tried to ignore the fact that I had a passenger, since that usually results in a quick and painful "Landing". I took her up. The city we were in wasn't very big. I was trying to find the train tracks again, but I didn't see them anywhere. I remember there was a single glass skyscraper. There was an open window near the top floor that I flew into, through the building and out the other side. She started screaming at this point. I couldn't tell if she was having fun or terrified. Probably somewhere inbetween.

I went down low over the street. A big semi was coming towards us and rolled out of the way. I started to go up again but she said something about my fire jets not being real. I think the conversation went something like this.

"You're not flying, silly. You're just going 'fwssh' with your mouth"

"Yes I am, I've used fire jets a couple of times..."

We got stuck in midair. I couldn't get the fire jets back on.

"Well at least we're not falling... "

Cartoon gravity proceeds to kick in and we smack into the middle of the street. We make a large crater but there were no cars. Fortunately she didn't seem irritated by the crash that she caused by making me lose confidence, but it doesn't seem like she appreciated my brand of flying. She said something about the vampires not mattering, apparently the lazy angels had finally gotten around to fighting them or it just wasn't worth chasing that train because it probably wasn't going to turn up again at this point anyway

Manei said something about going to subway. Apparently it was inspired by how me and S always like to go to subway together IWL. I opened the door of a random building (I think it was a church or some kind of house of worship) and expected there to be a subway. There was a fantastically gigantic line however. By swiping my hand over the crowd I was able to erase them and pretty much empty the store. (I think there was a few people left.) I rubbed my hands together, but it added no clarity to the dream.

I remember I jumped over all of the waiting line ropes (there were a lot of them.) She bought all the food though and said something about her mother working here. She seemed really proud of that fact, and I didn't want to rain on her little parade by telling her that working at subway isn't much of an accomplishment. We sat down at the table in the corner and she brought the food. I think she got a personal pizza for herself and a sub for me. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I figured she'd know my sub given that she is in essence just an aspect of me.

Everything seemed normal. While wrapped up the sub seemed normal sized but when I unwrapped it it was miniscule, like a little one or two bite sandwich. (I know I'm not a big eater IWL, but this is ridiculous.) I bit into it and it was particularly bland, even as far as dream food goes. She sensed my frustration and agreed to trade me the remainder of the tiny sub for some of her pizza (that was now like a full size pizza). But first she took a branch that I vaugely remember her picking just before we went inside and pulled off all the little pink flowers that were on it and put them on the pizza. I commented something about that not tasting good and she said that she would just have the whole pizza for herself then. I woke up.

There's a party on a terrace in a bar on the beach that I go on vacation. I'm sitting at a table with several people and I know that at least two are vampires. One vampire is a woman and I can see something strange in his mouth and I fear that at any moment she starts to attack, but then I think that until the night comes no attack will occur. Beside me is the other vampire, he is a man and I also know that he is very powerful. At that point I decided I have to go from there to somewhere else and find some shelter when night comes.
Again I am overwhelmed, feel fear and then I wake up!

Jan 6, 2016

There zombies. I was running at night on the right. It was dark and hard to see. I was going out of our hometown, heading south.

I was in a dormitory, trying to find a place to sleep/hide. There was a vampire. I moved/led to my parents' room to hide.

I was traveling in a bus from our hometown, heading south. I was with mom and sis. There was a lady behind us on the bus that was talking. We know her. I can't remember her name now but I did in the dream.

I was in a house/apartment. I was looking for something. I was supposed to just stay there temporarily. I think it was after the death of the owner, an old man. I'm not sure how I'm related to him. It was night, and I was looking for the bathroom. For some reason, I can't find it. Then there were ghostly apparitions and then a vampire-like monster. I was able to turn it "off," as if a game, although I wasn't scared. More like annoyed and frustrated for not getting to a bathroom.

I was able to visit a friend (who?) and I used their bathroom. The water was warm. Then I'm not sure whether I was peeing in the right area. It might be their sink, but it was made of solid cement.

I was looking at a small representation of some hills and a lake. It acted like a game map. I saw lines and arrows of where I'm supposed to go but it keeps changing and mixing because I'm "clicking" all over the place.

I went outside our building. I climbed up to the train station, but not through the stairs. I climbed up, easily, through the walls and to the elevated tracks. A train just passed by but it was going the opposite direction (south) of where I was going (north). I was thinking whether I should walk to the station (a bit north). I decided to run on the tracks instead. I parkoured my way over obstacles. It felt liberating, especially when I saw how high I was able to jump up and landed precisely on a small ledge. There was a nice background music playing while I was doing this, which made it even more awesome. Not quite opera voice, and there were background instruments.

I arrived near my destination (SM Megamall though it doesn't like anything like it). I got a little lost first but quickly found my way. I was in an area where there are some construction going on. I arrived at the area where they have sci-fi human-art installation. Basically, there were monks/priests and nuns and KOAs, and they were "attached" to sci-fi art (spaceships?) that are, in turn, attached to the ceiling/trees. One monk was even moving a bit, and the person holding him doesn't seem to be making an effort.

NOTES:

- I was tired and sleepy. I was also hungry, but my sleepiness and tiredness overpowered me before I slept.
- I slept around 3pm. I had instant coffee around 10am though.
- Last night, I slept a good 7 hours.
- I took Bioflu (paracetamol + phenelephrine) around noon coz I felt like I was going to get sick. Might have caused the sleepiness.

Intensive DEILD attempt 4:

Better than the night before since I actually slept this time. I woke up once to an alarm a little confused, but it didn't go off properly. When I woke up I moved a little due to being confused but I fell asleep again. The 7 other alarms didn't go off properly either so I'll have to try find out why that happened :/

Dream - Chasing someone
I remember being in a complex building running down some stairs with 2 other people, a girl and a guy. We had spotted an Asian woman with long dark hair and a plain white dress with no shoes on staring up at us from the bottom of the stairs who was apparently the person we had been trying to find. She bolted away so we sprinted after her. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs we looked around and saw an entrance which we thought we saw her run into. I'm the last to enter the room, it's a shallowly downhill sloping corridor that has a dead end after 10m. The ground has a 1inch high layer of flowing water. The others are looking around the room confused and begin exploring it trying to discover how the Asian woman escaped. I'm still at the entrance, I look to my left and see a bunch of green goo start flooding out with the water current. It's sticky and acidic. The ceiling starts to slowly come down. We've activated some sort of booby-trap. The others are scrambling to get up and out of the room, but the combination of flowing water, the slope and the sticky green goo that starts burning their skin makes it exceedingly difficult. I'm lucky I'm at the entrance... I don't know if they manage to escape. I do remember that the green goo was on me too and I was scrambling around on the ground pulling myself out of the room, but I didn't feel any real connection to the scene. Next I decided to run in another direction, there were these wide ascending stairs which I ran up two steps at a time. I began to see other people, I had to hide my identity so I put my hood up. They weren't human, their eyes reflected the light and they had pointed ears - vampires. I kept my head low and walked through crowds of them, it was like a market place that was underground in some steam punk world. I thought one of them noticed I was a human and began tailing me but I pretended not to notice. I was trying to find that Asian girl.