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November 25, 2014

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So in this dream, there were like five different story-lines that happened in the same pool.

It was the pool at a house my aunt owned. The house itself resembled one she lived in for a while when I was a kid, but that house didn't have a pool...
Anyways, the house was my aunt's, and in the first of the story-lines, I was swimming in the pool with my brothers, cousins, and my cousins's best friend and roommate from high school. I somehow found out she was a crack dealer, and this was somehow so life-shattering. I've only met this girl like three times in my life, but somehow this news just shattered me, and I told my older brother about it and he flipped out, too.

In the second plot, the pool was the site of some sort of cub-scouts or camp-type thing. There were boats in the pool (it was pretty big), and we were all earning some merit badges. It was a co-ed group or something. But the other scouts really didn't like me, and so they kept pushing me into the water and trying to sabotage me.

In the third plot, it was night time, and the pool was lit up. There was a party going on, so there were a lot of people in the pool. In one of the corners, there was a huge group of people globbed together. I also saw a couple making out or something. I was sitting on the ladder and watching people, talking to my brothers who were nearby. I decided to swim around, and when I got around the huge group of people, I noticed the light in that corner of the pool was out. I was about to turn around, when someone grabbed my ankle and dragged me under. I could see arms and legs flailing around me, and thought that I was getting tangled in the lovers having sex in the water, but I wasn't sure really what was going on. I was drowning though, I knew that. It was really scary, but I could breathe. I got very slightly aware at that point, but the dream shifted and it was daytime and I surfaced. There were no people around me, and it was light, but the sun was setting. I get out of the water as fast as a could, because it was turning into monsters and demons and dogs that were bighting me. I told my brother that the water was out to get me, and even the pool toys were going to hurt me. I never actually saw the water and pool toys turn into monsters, but I had memories and visions of it happening that kept flashing in my vision. I ran inside to the kitchen and pretty much lost lucidity and sat on the table, holding my knees and staring out the window at the pool. My whole family was really worried that I was going crazy, and tried to coax me back out to the pool.

By the time I got back out to the pool, I was in a new (the 5th and final of them) plot-line. In this one, I had heard about a local legend about a water god and a mortal woman who had fallen in love. But they also had a deep wish to save humanity. The only way they could do that was to perform a ritual that could grant any wish. The ritual was such that they would have to basically become corpses, unmoving and unfeeling, all but one day of the year. Every year, they had to perform the ritual again. Only for that day, they could become live flesh again in order to continue the ritual. But because any other people could come and perform the ritual for their own wish, the lovers also had to guard the underwater temple on the day of the ritual and not allow any to enter, lest the wrong wish be granted.

I had heard of this legend a while ago, so it was in the back of my mind as I swam in the pool, enjoying the fresh air and cool water. I noticed that the water was flowing over an edge (the edge where the huge group was before, actually), and went to investigate it. I found out I could swim over the edge and became fish-like in my movements. I swam into an underwater building-like thing, and found that I could breathe underwater. I looked around, and suddenly there was a corpse that looked just like me. Like it could have been me, if I wasn't right there. I actually patted myself to check I was still there, and knew something was off, but didn't realize I was dreaming. My heightened awareness level made this weird in-between state very interesting. It was like a normal dream with bursts of lucidity fractions of a second long.

The corpse-me suddenly opened its eyes, and grabbed me as I went toward the entrance to the stairs that led to a room I felt drawn to. I struggled with me, and suddenly realized that I must be the mortal woman from the legend. I knew me was me, but Me didn't know I was her. I was almost at the stairs, and she was about to kill me, but I turned and yelled, "IT'S THE GLEICHE WISH FOR ME!" (Gleiche=German for same)

Me let me go, and must have realized I was her, and turned to live-flesh. She took my hand and we both went up the stairs. The water God was up there, and when he saw us both, he took our hands and led us to a bed. Apparently the ritual was intense sex. And since it was me, another me, and him, it was super weird but that made it more exciting. There were some very interesting sensations there. The other me watched the ritual, then closed her eyes, we sent back in time a few days, and I felt my body turning into a zombie-thing. The water God whispered something about loving me forever and to wait for him until next year. I saw him also turn to zombie-corpse version, and the dream faded, and I opened my eyes back at the pool house a few days prior.



This all happened in less than an hour, and because of the weird terror portion of it, I couldn't sleep much after that. But I did manage another 2-ish hours at 4am, and had this next dream:

I was a high school student filming a movie, and I got on a boat to find a site to film at, and the boat was huge. It looked like a normal jet-boat on the outside, but the inside was so huge. Like everything was just too big.

I was with my male classmate, who wrote the story with me, and we landed at an island with a 3rd world-ish society on it. We were going to film at the school on that island, but we found out someone had dammed the river that flowed through the town. It was a vital part of the story, so we were worried, but we found the culprit, who was a student at the school who hated everyone. But the kid found out the water was dying because he'd blocked it, and so he let it go again and we were able to film.

I'm on a ship in a storm, approaching a whirlpool, almost certainly about to sink. None of this affects me, I'm only passing through, but I know one of the men on this ship. I talk to him, asking if he's familiar with a certain infamous pirate - I name a name. He doesn't recognize it. That's a pity - in actuality he's quite close with the woman I named, I was just trying to find out where I am in the timeline. If he doesn't recognize that name for her, that means we're so early in the timeline that she hasn't gone to sea yet. If this had just happened a little later, I could have brought her here to save him. But there's nothing I can do for him here and now. I step up onto the railing at the edge of the deck, looking for the portal in the storm.

As Rumpelstiltskin (in name and appearance at least - mentally, I'm still halfway the version of me from that storm scene), there's a small group of men who've retrieved the witch bottle in which I was trapped for a very long time. They've retrieved it from a point in the timeline when I was still inside it, so as I'm watching them from hiding, I catch sight of that past version of me inside the bottle. He looks so incredibly young to me, though I haven't physically aged since then. It's all the emotion on his face, the fear. I focus on the pebbled skin, new to him - I realize they've taken the bottle from almost immediately after I first lost human form.

When I realize that, I become agitated, anxious, a sort of coldness around my heart (such a strong emotion that it lasted a minute after I woke up - that hasn't happened in a while, I enjoyed that). The emotion is partially from forcibly remembering how it had felt when I'd been in that bottle myself, a sort of flashback feeling. There was something I'd been desperate to avert, but I'd been unable to do anything about it from inside that trap. But remembering isn't the only reason I'm so worked up - if I take that bottle now, there's a chance I could change how things unfold in his timeline, save his version of the person I'd wanted to save. Nothing that's happened since that time has mattered to me as much as this. But I hesitate to act - I'm terrified of how it could go wrong, of wasting this miraculous chance.

As I follow the men with the witch bottle - I'm walking on rooftops or listening from behind stone walls, out of sight - one of them is talking. He's not the leader of their little group, but he's the one who was able to retrieve the bottle from the past. They hadn't been aiming for the bottle specifically, they'd just been trying to capture me, and time can get a bit fuzzy when you're reaching between worlds. You have to be specific. He's saying, "It's the wrong time. He has little power now." It's the present me they wanted, or at least a version of me with a few more centuries behind him than that frightened thing in the bottle.

We're (me and a few others of who I can't recall) are in a boat and we're competing with other people of who I can't recall. The objective is to hit one another with a paddle and whoever hits who first, wins. Sadly I get hit and I fall into the water. I remember seeing my breath in the form of bubbles floating ahead of me as I sink farther and farther into the deep blue sea. I remember one thought and this thought only: What if a shark comes and eats me whole?
So I try to swim to the top but the pressure is too immense and all I can do is sink and sink. But somehow I gain the strength to swim to the stop and I do, but as I'm about to reach it I feel the darkness below me start to pull and above me I see a hand. I reach for the hand and it pulls me to safety. I realize it's a friend from my old school. It's weird because she was always a good swimmer but it also makes sense why she's the one to save me.

I never knew if my team lost or won. I will never know and it kind of bothers me, but it doesn't matter, I guess.
After that the rest of the dream was a blur.

Dream
Lucidity

I became aware I was in a dream and left the area I was in. I did a few things and increased my lucidity a few times. I lost awareness a few times but gained it back I gained awareness while getting hustled by some kids, who were bugging me so I decided to kill them. I said "Make this guy die of a heart attack" the kid fell and put his hand over his heart, grabbing his chest tightly. I looked at the other kid and said "Make his brain explode" he fell, and he put his hands on his forehead, obviously feeling pain. I kept walking and noticed I was on some sort of room. I worried about waking up, so I thought of a skyscraper. I said "Take me to a skyscraper." and I started to fly. I felt a rush of joy as I left the roof I was on and saw a huge city with beautiful lights, cars driving in the streets far below, and an ocean far away from where I was. I saw one of the twin towers and knew I wanted to go there. As I slowly started flying towards it, I woke up.

I was outside at a large lake with a small building in the middle. It was some sort of swimming park but since it was so cold, people were just hanging out instead of swimming . Megan was there but she was hanging out with some guy and a black kid. They left and were going to the guy's house, which made me pretty jealous. When they got back, I saw the guy she was with and saw that he wasn't as attractive as me so I said that Megan didn't deserve me and took of my workout shirt and dove into the water, which was actually pretty warm compared to the outside temperature. I swam around and checked out the girls in the area but none of them were attractive. I was arguing with some girl that wanted to live off grid, trying to explain to her that doing that sort of stuff is difficult.
I kept swimming and saw Megan looking for something and talking to one of her friends in a building filled with water. I swam into the building and swam upwards towards the roof, grabbing onto some pipes. I said "This is so awesome!" I noticed that the dream had vibrant colors and I said "This can't be a dream, the colors are too vibrant." I decided to do a reality check and since I didn't have my watch, I just counted my fingers. I counted 6 and Megan saw me looking at her. We smiled at each other and I snapped that I didn't have the right amount of fingers. Shortly after I woke up.

Dream
False Awakening

I was running some sort of time trial course at work with some people. Some guy was arguing with Adam telling him to chill out. We kept driving and some asian dude started arguing and recording us. I told him "We're not cops, so I don't care if you record!" Me and the other guy got in the driver's truck and sped off as the asian guy kept recording. Eventually, we came to a bridge where I saw a girl on a bicycle with a Spanish flag, because they had just won the world cup. I went through some stuff and when I came up to a broken bridge that was over some rough waters, I saw people jumping across to the other side. Some people failed the jump, even my grandmas. I stepped back and felt that I had boots on. I ran and jumped at the last second, which is when the bridge started to fall. I ran through the falling bridge and jumped onto some closed sci-fi looking doors. Too late.I knew I had to do it all over again so I grabbed my pistol from my belt and shot myself, falling into the water as my sight slowly turned black.

I woke in a room with my sister. She was playing with one of those cup and wire phones and I told her she was doing it wrong, as I tried to write down my dream. My aunt was trying to sleep in the other room and the noise Valery was making through the phone made my aunt come into the room and start yelling.

11.11.14

Last night bed 12:30am - 9am

1. This could have been a DILD, but not sure, maybe not.

It's at night and I'm in old Rome. I'm telling myself it's just movie props, but I have a feeling it's a real deal. There are old churches, already very old and almost in ruins. Lots of tumbs, graves, sandstone buldings with walls half fallen down, burned out and never rebuilt.

It's a place of my nightmares, but somehow I'm not scared. But I know flying would be safer than walking, so I try to fly up. I can just a little bit. So I do what I sometimes do. I grab on a branch of a tree, pull myself higher, then hop on taller tree and keep pulling myself higher till I can jump off and glide or kinda fly to next object, like a roof.

At some point I'm trying to fly differently. I remember not to try to fly, but rather imagine myself "going" or being at a desired location, so dream does the flying for me.

I also remember to fly up at 45 degree angle to get to next dimention.

So I'm kinda tree-and-roof-hopping from place to place. I land outside of a very large and imposing church. The front courtyard and some walls near are collapsed, burned out. I don't really look at it coz it's scary as hell, if I was to go in there. So I keep flying-walking to tumbs and graves and stuff.

Sometimes I see people that are walking slowly, without emotions. They all look like ghosts from movie 13th. ghost I watched just before bed.


2.
I just arrived to India. I'm suppose to babysit there. So I'm talking to mom and I'm impressing here. There is more going on here, we are walking around, talking. I compliment her place, having such a good location in middle of the town. Then I talk to her and she sounds like a grownup. She offers me Bud and something else. I realize I'm thirsty and I ask for a Bud, after I figure that I'll be still able to talk inteligently with them, coz Bud has no grades.


3. We are watching the ocean. It's so beautiful and sparkly from the sun being at just the righ angle. Sudenly there is something happening. Some 4-5 large indents form on the water. They keep changing, It's a beautiful and misterious sight. I'm devastated that I don't ahve my camera with me. Then I say, "oh wow, I really hope it's not a commercial". And sure, suddenly there are cars on the water and it's a car commercial. I'm so mad and disappointed.

Dream
Lucidity

I was in an apartment complex talking to people I recognized. I moved around the area a lot, seeing some man-made ponds of water. I entered a building and saw a girl and asked when she was moving in, "In a few weeks" she replied. I looked at my watch, which showed the time 38:38. I wondered if I was dreaming and looked around. I asked the girl I was talking to "Hey, the time is 38:38, right?" She giggled and said "Sure?" which made me realize I was dreaming!
I flew up and around the cafeteria-looking area and had fun. I climbed to the roof of a place where food is cooked and as I scaled it, it broke, almost causing me to fall. I felt scared and the girls yelled out for me to be careful. I pulled myself up and decided to jump down. It was a pretty long fall but I reminded myself "This is a dream! Nothing can hurt me!" I jumped down the tall place I was standing on and when I landed, I felt a slight jolt of pain on my feet, which made me do a parkour roll. I ran on some walls and flew around, doing whatever came to mind as the area got more populated. Again, the thought of playing with water came to me.
I raised my right hand and tried to conjure an orb of water. Nothing. I wasn't going to give up in this dream. I ran and hovered over the floor, passing through people looking for any sort of water. I was in a college campus so I looked for a water fountain, eventually finding one outside. The water inside the water fountain was dirty and had mud, it wasn't clean so I flew away in search of another fountain with cleaner water. Again, I flew around and through people and found a water fountain that looked like the one in my apartment complex. There were many people sitting in tables talking to each other. I brought my right hand up and attempted to control the water in the fountain, but nothing happened. I stuck my hand in the water and as I brought it out, I noticed the water fly from my fingertips. I repeated this a few times and eventually said "I can control water like I control telekinesis!" I stuck my hand in the water and brought it out, again noticing the water come out of my fingertips. I had an idea: That's where the water will come out from.
I shifted the palm of my hand upward, pointed my fingers towards the sky, and expected water come out of my finger tips... It did! Blue water kept shooting upwards from my finger tips as I finally succeeded in controlling water. I yelled out "I did it!" and heard people starting to cheer. I decided to wake up into a false awakening.

I was some sort of water monster in a very tall cave filled with water. I terrorized the area's humans enough that they built an army to kill me. I mostly stayed in the water, killing humans and their ghastly-looking creatures.I fought so much that I almost got killed, which made me return to my base which was close by. A strong monster made it into my base but my base guardian managed to kill it before it got harmed.

I've not posted here in quite a while! It's quite pathetic!

So I've been having terrible dream recall lately, so I decided to pull out all the stops, do everything I can to improve it.
Detailed dream journals, reality checks, improving awareness (which is pretty hard for me), and reading loads about lucid dreaming.

Not to mention reading all my old dream journals on here from back in the day!


So I decided to try Wake Back to Bed seriously for the first time ever. I had to make my own alarm clock program for this
I think this was pretty good for a first try

(note: there's a few swear words as this was right out of my dropbox dream journal)

non-dream
dream
lucid
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This is around 2:45 or so.


Dream 0:
???
I barely remember this.
I woke up, and the countdown clock said it had only been an hour.
I hear dad getting up, and going to the bathroom.
I lay there, trying SSILD. I try to do cycles but my mind wanders very quickly. I desperately try to keep on track but it's very hard.
I eventually hear bumping from the bedroom, which almost jumpscares me, but I lay there doing cycles, or at least attempting them.

I eventually fall asleep.


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Dream 1:
So I'm in a car, going down a street. It's twilight out, the sky is really dark but you can still see the sun for some reason. You can see a bunch of woods, and a few farms from the road. I come to a rather drawn out turn, and I pull into this circular building.
I get out and walk into a bathroom. It's incredibly nasty in here, with at least one hobo in the bathroom as I walk in. The lighting is very yellow. The walls are mostly made out of tiles. I go into one of the stalls, but then walk out as it was nasty. I then see another hobo in the middle of the bathroom, shitting on the floor! WTF! So I bolt out of there as fast as I can. I then wake up.

I open up my laptop, and my countdown clock says it's been 3 hours since I fell asleep.
I try SSILD again, but it's very hard to keep focus. I eventually fall asleep.

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Dream 2:
I'm in a blueish green field. There's lots of trees around and it's day time.
I see a monstrous bird under a tree, and I go near it. All of a sudden a DC comes and yanks me back, telling me not to go there!

He tells me about those birds.
They're cranes of some sort (forgot the name) that grow to 8 feet tall usually.
Males are larger than females, and have ornate colors below their necks. Females are just gray.
Their bodies are more vertical that most cranes. (similar to Praricrane?)

He tells me, that their eyes get radio active lasers before they're large enough to carry someone.
I then wake up.

I once again look at my laptop and it says I have less that 12 minutes to the alarm!
So I open notepad, type "6-33 12-19", then close the clock. I then lay back down.

This time I SSILD more seriously, and eventually become numb. Almost as if I'm hovering in the air. I then fall asleep.


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Dream 3:
So I am in some huge thrift store. The walls are gray and there's some green plants on the walls. So I'm looking around and on the shelves I see some old gameboys! I see what looks like a gameboy color (with batteries!) which I pick up, and then I see what looks like a gameboy DMG but is a lot thinner and a bit taller. The screen is rather small and a very light green.

So I grab these, and then I turn on the GBC and I see the GBC bios, along with some garbled text near the bottom. :ding: So I look where the game is, and I see no game!
I then pocket the gameboys, and I look around some more.

Next thing I know I'm in the 22nd century, talking with DCs about bone implants and shit. It's my house, and it looks more or less just like my house, but there are floating platforms everywhere. So I get on one, and I think about those implants. So there's some kind of race to get one of those. So we run around the back yard (the tree is there), and eventually it's night time, and I have one of those. Not in me, but I have one. I go back on one of those floating platforms. It's night now, there's lots of bright stars and the sky is a deep blue.

So I now have a CD with me, along with some white music player with me. I don't play the music, instead just laying on the floating platform. I then get up, and go into the fort. Some DC comes with me, and starts talking about gay stuff. I walk into the top level of the fort, which looks like it was made out of netherrack.

So I'm sitting there, and all of a sudden I start mining the netherrack down with my invisible pickaxe. Once it's more or less gone, I go to the corner of my house, and there's a bunch of tables there. There, some DCs are making a gameboy demo. I take the cart and put it in the unreal gameboy and turn it on. I then hear deep tones, and music, while seeing some flying ships on the gameboy screen.

For some reason this made me run around the back yard frantically!
I eventaully get back to the hovering platforms, and I switch dreams.


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Dream 4:
So I am in this circular room, styled very similarly to the fire sanctuary. The room is open to the sky, though there was a metal grating on the top.

Ghirahim is in here as well. I have the spinner from twilight princess, and I am just messing around. I'm running into all these pillars that are in here, but I can't hit him. I eventually slow down, and I am right in front of him. I inch my way forward, and I start getting the spinner in him. The square protrusions just clip through his legs!

So I get off the spinner, and I start noclipping around. I noclip inside him, and turn off noclip. He all of a sudden juts back, as if he was hurt by that. He has a sad look on his face. He runs into this teleporter in the huge pillar thats in the middle of the room, and the door opens.

So I go through the door and I come out to a rather brown room, similar to the ending areas from the first skyward sword dungeons, but more designs around this area.
There's water everywhere, and a red metal path towards this structure that looks, almost like a slide. It had two openings near the bottom that when you walk through, you're teleported away similar to other zelda games.

I didn't walk through them, instead I noclipped around, and went onto the top of the waterfall. The water has no collision up there!

I try to slide off, but I can't and end up falling down to the floor.
I eventually wake up from here.

I wake up and it's noon! How did I sleep that long?

Either way, then begins loooooong process of dream recall followed by DJing all these.

A man who wore a heavy overcoat and hat to hide his appearance - though we eventually saw him out of it, and he's far from the strangest thing we've seen in this world - is currently talking to me about his trick with languages. He hears meanings, not words. And he's concerned because when we had been talking with those demons earlier, to his ears the demons were saying nothing at all. In other words, they were lying. I can't say I'm surprised.

Lestat and Claudia have been fighting on a ship - mostly verbally, but they're fairly serious. He'd gotten angry and taken her up into the air with him, and now she's broken away and run toward the prow of the ship. She turns and looks at me, and my image of her changes - I see a human girl, long brown hair under a white cap. She mouths, "Help me, Father."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A flashback to the 1930s or so. A movie's being rewritten to expand a starlet's part, and the leading man's being told this over the phone. He doesn't take it well. The movie's focus was on a struggle between two men, the romance subplot with the starlet's character had been relatively minor. He doesn't like people messing with the storyline just because they got a big name involved.

In the present - which is the 1950s or so - that former actor's talking with a man in an office, someone he thinks of as a servant in some sense. The actor's blackmailing him or something similar. A knock comes at the door, and that 'servant' hurriedly puts on a black suit coat and slouches. He looks greasy - part of the act. When the person who knocked comes in, the actor does all the talking but he treats that 'servant' as his boss, deferring to him.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Two men and a woman are trying to figure out a plan to break someone out of a guarded cell. One of those men leaves and starts stirring up a great deal of trouble - getting on the loudspeaker, taunting the guards, bringing up the security camera image that shows a guard he'd killed earlier. Now that alarms are ringing, that woman who'd been planning with him earlier manages to get to him before security does. She asks, "What are you doing?!" He hadn't told them this earlier, but he's a known criminal - his face would have given them away on the way out. So he figured it's better if he puts that to use and acts as a distraction. She's incredibly exasperated with him.

Two guys are trying to figure out some mystery. One has darker hair, the other light brown/blond. They hear a girl say something like “I don’t want to see you ever again.” They had heard that line spoken by another girl. They jump into action and see a girl walking away from a bald guy whose features are a bit like Uncle Fester’s from Addam’s Family. She had very long brown hair and was wearing makeup.

The dark-haired guy takes the girl aside to talk to her. The other hides at the bottom of the stairs to the left. The setting was like a fish village with wooden docks. The bald guy comes over and sits on him like he’s not even there. It’s pretty comical. The blond guy wiggles his way out from under him.

Jump.

The two guys are riding their bikes through the village. There are other people riding, and they’re all bald guys. I think how much they stand out.

I turn to look at mom and say how it’s making me dizzy to watch them ride in that perspective – it’s a camera view from the sky, and you can see that one of the boys is riding close to the edge, and there’s water surrounding them.

Mom agrees.

‘I’m’ on a ship that’s sailing through a body of water. It passes the same piece of log with ropes tied on it three times, and there was some story about sunken ship(s). As it gets to third one, one of three(?) girls mentions it worriedly. Another says something like ‘it’s just a legend’.

There’s a view of a boat ahead paddling past the log, and the left paddle almost hits a piece of wood sticking out from the log.

The ship is parked next to something like a sandbar in the water. The mood feels like a vacation, everyone’s preparing to relax and have fun. The girl who was worried before gets off the ship and goes onto the strip of sand stuff and feels safer there for some reason.

There’s a little girl playing on the circle at the end of the sandbar and a ‘ritzy’ couple sitting off to side with their small dog.

Scene changes to inside the ship. A couple is trying to have sex but their child keeps interrupting. The man tells her to go do something and not come back until she reaches ‘zero’.

The couple canoodling scene changes into one of a NC-17 rated horror scene, a mix between the Halloween movies, Law & Order: Special Victims Unit and Criminal Minds shows. I unfortunately remember parts of it and I woke up feeling sick and had a hard time getting back to sleep. So I’d rather not have to type it up. @_@

The girl’s voice sounds, saying ‘here there are’ and such. She brings a worker/cook (she’s wearing a uniform and apron) with her, who starts screaming when she sees the scene of carnage – and the killer who’s causing it. The killer reminds me of Jason and Michael. Think he was even wearing a mask, but he had near shoulder length kinky red-ish hair.

The girl is screaming too. They run. The girl had short, mousy brown hair and was about ten or eleven years old. The worker was middle-age or younger with her light-colored hair put up.

Tags: murder, disturbing, children, water, ships, dogs

This was a very strange one. I was in what felt like a Wendy’s or McDonalds, save for the place was deserted, and it felt like it was closed. I was sitting in the corner along with a dream character who I did not recognize, but was a male.
[Dream Logic] They showed me a box full of these cutouts that were made out these really tough foam. They were cut into radial snowflake like patterns and he told me about how they were ‘Grow your own spaceships’. All you had to do was add water and they would turn into a spaceship. [/Dream Logic]
To be honest, the DC might have been Marcus, but I can’t remember. The dream was so blurry. This seems crazy even for something he would come up with.
So I took two of them out of the box. We had a cup of water and we used these little eyedroppers to get them started. The foam starts to puff up, and sure enough metal paneling begins to emerge and build. Watching this thing self-assemble is strange. It is fascinating to watch. The assemble seems something like a transformer, and I eventually see a rocket engine assemble in the center.
“Ya see that? That’s the kind of engine that will get you to Mars!”
The dream carried on for a long time as the spaceship continued to grow, transform and change. For some reason my spaceship turned into a large dark green suitcase with rocket motors on the bottom, and lights on the inside. The DC told me that the foam cutout was faulty and that I would try with another one. I lost the dream around there.

Something to do with being in a rather small room with a pool and a hot tub. For some reason all of the tiles are a rich forest green and there are high, narrow windows running along the top of the wall.

I am with S. We are in my room together and there is a large wall-mounted flatscreen TV on the wall where the dresser should be. We are sitting on the end of my bed, wrapped in blankets and eating popcorn out of a huge bowl. S wants to watch an adventure time episode called 'Finn's Future Nightmare'
The episode is supposed to center around Finn's future son who in the episode is this nightmarish monstrosity. There are a couple of blurry indistinguishable scenes that go on for a minute or two, then one of his shadow. It pans up to show a silhouette of the character. He is huge and brawny and has sword blades in the place of his hands.
There are then some scenes of him terrorizing innocent candy people. For some reason they are in this really realistic setting. This is followed by a scene of adult Finn rushing at him with the Grass Sword and Jake who has morphed into a shield. Supposedly in this future of adventure time, Jake can change not only the shape of his body but the composition; so his shield transformation actually looks like a shield.
His son steps out of the shadow. He looks like a little bit like the basic Finn (Save for muscles and sword hands) with the same outfit, and he has five or six of these pinwheel devices running up his shirt like buttons. They open and expand and fire energy out in different colors. Finn blocks them with the sword and he charges into melee range.
...
Finn wakes up from his nightmare, and Jake asks him what he dreamed about. He says he doesn't want to talk about it.

I am casually strolling along in the industrial park that is a few blocks from my house. The area has become a swamp and the factories are abandoned and flooded. It was some kind of post-apocalyptic future where my town had been destroyed and flooded, and the boardwalk had been built as a means for the new generation to walk around and explore what past towns and cities looked like.
Also, for some reason in this dream, I was like 14 or 15 years old. (I was walking around in the body that I had when I was 14 or 15. Something to do with cloning me.)
I had my computer with me. I approached a sitting area on the boardwalk and opened it up. I began typing up (in a word document) my dreams from earlier in the night when I was approached by a group of maybe six people. Some of them had vague resemblances to kids who used to bully me in middle school. One of them tried to grab at my computer, but I closed it.
I then remembered that it was when I turned fifteen that I started taking self defense classes. I wondered if my skills were any good. I saw one of the bullies try to do a mock kick to make fun of that fact, but he fell over backwards.
Another bully tried to grab my computer from my arms but I backed away. I leaped into the air and kicked him in the face. He fell over and I landed. A guy charged at me from the right and swung at me. I ducked. He then tried to uppercut me. I leaned back. Another guy came at me from the left. I kicked him in the gut and he fell over. The guy on my left swiped at me, and two more guys were coming in. I threw my computer up over me and caught it behind my back. I thought to myself how I should be careful doing stunts because I don't want my laptop to be broken or stolen.
Even though I was holding my own in this fight, for some reason I decided to try to get these guys off of me.
I yelled: "Police Officer!" and pointed behind them. All of the bullies looked where I pointed.
There was nobody there.
One of the bullies yelled "Oh, Sh*t!", and they all started running as if they were actually in trouble.
Dream characters don't get much more stupid than that.
But if that wasn't strange enough, I started running too. I can't remember why. I guess I figured that they might realize that there actually was no police officer and would try to chase me down. As I was running, I noticed that I was barefoot, and I seemed to be pushing off the ground with just my toes.
I then noticed that the frequency of my steps was very low. I was taking one step every ten feet and the way I was bounding off the ground; I almost seemed to be floating.
I became partially lucid, dropped my computer and started flying when the dream ended.

I was a young man swimming at night in a bay. A storm had blown up, and for some reason even though I was already in the water I felt the need to take shelter from the rain, so I grabbed a tarp that was connected to a rectangular three-sided frame (so open on one side) and held it over my head. This didn't feel sufficient, so I found a second tarp, this one on a round frame. Propping both of these overhead, I felt sufficiently protected from the storm to swim back to shore.

When I reached the beach, I peered through the darkness for the friends I expected to find there, but it was quiet and empty. They must have all gone home when the storm began, leaving me stranded. At first I felt a deep sense of loss and abandonment, but after a moment I realized there was another way to look at it: I was now free. I didn't have to go back with them, I could go someplace new.

I swam back out into the water, feeling no need to hide under the tarps anymore, and went farther than I had ever gone. As I was about to swim out the far side of the bay, the ground came up close under the water, like a boundary. I could feel the rocks sharp under my feet and I almost turned back, but mustered my courage and pressed forward. Then I was swimming in what resembled a small inlet into a river, and I recognized that I was in another land.

It wasn't as dark here, and I could see a boat passing by in the main river. There were several people in it, who I took to be natives of this land. I was tempted to hide at first, afraid they might be hostile if they spotted me, a stranger, but again I kept my courage up and swam forward. Fortunately they were friendly, and welcomed me among them.

I think there was a male chieftain in the boat, although the main purpose of the boat was to take the pregnant daughters of the tribe to a special place where they could finish their pregnancies. I immediately bonded with one of the girls and realized that I wanted to go along and help her, if she would let me.