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Can't remember which day this was. I had completely forgotten it until I was reading some dream journals on here and had a wave of all these dreams come to my mind.
Nothing lucid, but here's one of them from a while ago:

The dream started off with myself running through the night in a a clear 5 acre field beside my parents house. There were big round hay bails dotted here and there. There was a slight hill in front of me and I threw my body into the base of it and lay still. Tracer rounds were being fired off into the air whizzing past me from the opposite side of the field and the roar of a bunch of footsteps and yelling filled the air. The ground started to vibrate as they neared and vague silhouettes of people start to take shape. I squeezed the trigger of my gun and shot A LOT of bullets into the fray of people, as did many other allies nearby who I did not know were present. Things became fuzzy then clear again. When clarity was regained I found myself now running away from the opposition, however we have advanced our front line very close to theirs. With each step the ground seem to liquify and be very smooshy and soft. I stopped in the middle of the field looking at the ground. I walked around slowly and stabbed at the ground with my foot. It would move like a water bed, and upon closer inspection it wasn't the ground at all, but it was the corpses and blood from our enemies. I stopped, feeling an overwhelming rush of power, and turned around to face the opposition. They caught sight of me walking towards them and they fled instantly into the hills. I came to the place where they were set up and the ground was back to normal. I swung around to shout a victory cry, only to be met by a truck that looked like this:
http://cbbigelow.files.wordpress.com...moving-van.jpg
With FRONTLINE stuck on the front (the part that hangs over the cab)and read EXACTLY like this:
http://lekf.co.uk/images/frontline-logo.gif
I've never seen this word in my life and have no idea how I knew about it. The hood was open and the engine was of some alien technology that glowed green out of random places on the it.
After inspecting the truck, my dream passed and I woke up.

This is my dream i had last night after trying a wbtb wild.

I'm playing Modern Warfare 2 with my friends online, only i'm in the game. I don't know where i am for say, but its near a water heater, so likely in a basement of some kind. I'm doing well but I end up hiding near the mentioned water heater. I bend over and keep my head down. It is down there I do a RC. I look up and i'm in my Grandmas house. There is a TV in front of me with MW2 on it. I think of playing some, but realize I want to go outside and fly. I walk outside onto a small porch. I look up and then start hovering. The hovering turns into a full flight straight up. I end up flying through a tornado of things i like. Just everything i think is cool or badass was just whirling around. My stupid self ends up closing my eyes during it and i wake up when i open my eyes again. I did a RC upon waking but it wasn't a false awakening. I couldnt get to sleep for 30 minutes i was too pissed off.