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Secret Santa (5:37)

My RH calls me into her office to receive my assignment for our house's secret santa this year. I also overhear the person before me getting her assignment, which has something to do with a basketball team. Apparently she really hates this team, because she almost starts shouting at the RH in her annoyance at this assignment.

I go back outside, where there's a party going on. My secret santa assignment walks past with a group of her friends, and they drag me over to where people are dancing. I'm still no good at "party dancing," though, so I'm not sure what to do with myself. I just stand there awkwardly amid all the flailing arms. Then I notice some volunteers trying to get through the dance floor carrying trays of drinks. I try to move out of the way for them, but I know that very few other people will.

I notice that I'm not wearing any pants, just briefs and an extra-long T-shirt. Well, if no one's bothered by it, then I guess I won't bother to change. It's kind of fun going around like this.

Someone hands me a cup, telling me there's a really delicious new drink in it. I try it, and it's pretty good. Looking over at the bar, I see the bottle that it came out of. It's marked "5% alc/vol." Now I think back on it, the drink did taste like there was alcohol in it.

Green Soccer Ball

I'm walking along a hallway with a group of people, languidly dribbling a luminescent green soccer ball. The narration tells me that it is a ball of Nutella, and it belongs to one of the guys walking nearby, the leader of the group. We go into a big room with rows of shelves, and the rest of the group starts passing the ball among themselves, trying to keep the ball's owner from getting it back. But this isn't just friendly teasing, it's malicious. Round about this time, I know I'm dreaming, but I try just to focus on what's going on around me, so that I don't leave the dream. Once, the ball rolls up to a shelf near the ball's owner, but he's standing on the other side of the shelf. Using magic powers, he zaps the ball with a bolt of lightning, and it disappears and reappears next to him. Three people start running towards him to get the ball back, but he zaps them all simultaneously, and they fly backwards to the end of the room.

Then he turns to me. To him, I know, I'm with the other people. But somehow he's willing to give me more of a chance, maybe because I respect him. (By the way, I'm a girl right now.) He warns me that he's about to zap me. Then he shoots the bolt of lightning, and I conjure a shield in front of me, in the form of a fuzzy ball of white light. The shield absorbs the lightning. He tries again, and I block it again. I guess he's impressed, and we start a conversation. But the other guys in the room are all watching us. Suddenly grinning, the guy walks up to me and takes both of my hands in his, one in each. I'm confused until I realize that he means to teleport us somewhere more private. The destination is a camp of soldiers on the eastern edge of Skyrim.

Hank Dreams (9:11)

I'm in a museum, learning about Hank Green's approach to lucid dreaming. There are several different tiers to it, and Hank warns people against trying the most vivid version without lots of practice. Personally, I think he's just being jealous about his ability to do that version, but whatever. The tour group enters a small movie theater, where we'll watch a video that has something to do with the dangerous effects of the most vivid version, which Hank calls a "Hank Dream." The video starts with Hank lying in a bed, sleep-talking to Marilyn Monroe. Some of his friends are standing around the bed, of course, including the one videotaping the whole thing. It's all in black and white. After a minute, Hank says, "Marilyn, stop. Stop! I'm already married," and everyone in the movie theater laughs. Then Hank starts sleepwalking as though blind, groping around the room, trying to find someone. The people around the bed back up, and suddenly I realize what is about to happen. "Oh, fuck," I say, jumping out of my seat and trying to get away from the movie screen. Hank stumbles after me, presumably intending to do to me whatever he had been about to do to "Marilyn." Drawing on my tae kwon do, I assume a back stance with my hands in double shooto position, preparing to fend him off. John Green laughs and explains the rest of the story: "Eventually she [Hank] gets so mad that she poops at you and storms off, and you LOSE. Except you hit her enough that after a moment she goes like this:" From a kneeling position, he slowly widens his eyes and straightens his back in an expression of surprise, then falls over backwards, apparently unconscious. It's all very comedic.

Frags:

• '"who are you?" violin player' (7:05)

In some kind of forest and there’s a wooden building quite large suddenly everything’s on fire so escape and look back at the burning building and some strange figure steps out on fire, looks like a burning Gandalf kind of zombiefied from the flames. Says something about how I’m fighting the undead!

There was this artificial beach with a giant wall and like fake bit of sea off this new road in my town. The wall was covered in graffiti and there was this lady who seemed like a council member saying how graffiti would be banned because of it.

Back at the old house I grew up in (2nd night in a row I’ve dreamt this dream sign) must have triggered some lucidity because I remembered that I could fly if I wanted to and that it was once a common dream sign of mine to the point where I thought I could do it in reality! The flying wasn’t like superman flying more like floating a few feet off the ground and in order to do it I had to do swimming motions with my feet & arms but still quite fun though. I was using this skill to fly over our garden & the neighbour’s garden to put something into their recycling bin because we didn’t have one. Also remember there being a tunnel leading away from the street with a big wooden door at the end that had swung shut & I was thinking I need it to be open so when I drive away I don’t have to get out my car to open it.

Desert Sands

I'm traveling through the desert in a game, trying to get somewhere. It's interesting, because the style of the graphics changes depending on the game location. I enter a city that has a resident wizard who's been putting up some defenses. With the help of some allies, I climb a rocky cliff to where he's shooting spells at us, and one of my allies stabs him, despite the warning of a citizen that he should not. Then the citizen explains that killing the wizard won't remove the defenses, because he's cheated death using a strange temple. The temple has something to do with a green emerald, which is linked to an earlier part of the story: one of the main characters accidentally dropped something here that made it a focus point for magical energy.

Bed Space

I've been sharing a king-sized bed with two girls I know. Usually I sleep on one side or the other, but tonight, even though I get there last, I insist on sleeping in the middle.

La Madrugada

My family's woken up at the crack of dawn to go on a trip. It's dark and cold in the house, and no one seems to want to make much noise. I look over the bag of food we've packed. There are some M&Ms.

Nudism

I'm watching a video made by my aunt and her daughters. It's a sort of coming out video, where they explain about their family's nudist beliefs and then take off all of their clothes.

Acting Club

I'm standing by a car parked on the side of the road at night. The captain of the acting club is there with me, trying to figure out where the heck is everyone. We just got a whole stack of new scripts, and we need to start working on them right away if we're going to be prepared for the performance. The captain is about to give up and start recruiting new members from scratch, but another club member convinces her to wait long enough for someone to run inside the school to round people up. The person takes a while to return, and we're about to lose hope, but then we see a group of people coming around the corner far away. One person, three, four . . . ten! And more are still coming! She must have known exactly where to look for the other members. I suppose that makes sense: attendance has been pretty poor lately, but it's just because everyone's stressed about schoolwork.

Flute Solo

As a favor, I've asked a teacher to come play a piece of classical music for me. Now, another teacher and I watch as she performs an arrangement of it for solo flute. I had been worried she would refuse, so I'm glad she's doing this. She's quite good. In fact--is she somehow playing two lines of music at once? I listen closely but am unable to decide. Perhaps she's just switching between the two lines of music depending on which one has the moving notes. She reaches a climax in the music with lots of fast, leaping intervals. During the slower section after that, she interrupts the music to say to me, "Have fun practicing that." (An ensemble in which I play will be learning the same piece, soon.) A phrase later, she stops playing again to say something else, and eventually she stops playing the piece altogether, once it's clear that there are just a few slow chords remaining. The other teacher, who has been holding up a triangle in preparation to play it with the last chord, mimes teetering on the brink of playing then falling over from the waist. She's obviously saying she's disappointed that the flautist didn't properly finish the piece. After this, I think there's one more piece for us to go over.

Standing Room Only

People standing in the back are having a hard time seeing the presenter, so they keep shifting around in a counter-clockwise direction. Even though I'm back there with them, I think the constant shifting is more annoying than not being able to see. Cynthia, standing next to me, agrees. (Cynthia's a college housemate of mine, a year older than me.) Suddenly, the whole audience starts moving. Apparently the presenter noticed all the milling around in the back and decided to try to fix things himself. So now those people have made him interrupt his presentation. I hope they're happy.

As we're moving around, I stretch my arms over my head. Realizing that my left arm is behind Cynthia's head, I decide I might as well put my arm around her shoulders. It's a bit of a cliche, but I need all the help I can get. At first, Cynthia doesn't react. Then she moves my hand from above her shoulder to under her armpit, and says, in a surprised voice, "Glieuaeiel, you've put your arm around me." Like she's known all along that we're interested in each other, and the only slight surprise is that I would choose now to make a move. Then she calls me a first-year, which is an unfair dig at the fact that I'm younger than her (since in fact I'm a third-year). She's always been one to worry about not acting her age, though, so maybe it really does bother her. Anyway, it's actually a bit uncomfortable walking around in this position. [I guess the arm-around-the-shoulder thing is best used when nobody's moving.]

The presenter is saying something about wizards and what effect the concept of wizards had on our childhoods. Shortly, everyone starts moving around again, and I get separated from Cynthia. I wonder if I should try to find her again, but I decide she'll be fine on her own. I try to help out by moving some music stands, but then I realize that I'm not sure where they should go. Still holding the stands, I find a seat near the front of house left, then set the stands in front of me. Someone reaches past me to grab one of them, and I realize that the stands were supposed to be distributed so that everybody gets one. I keep one stand for myself and hand the last one to another person sitting near me.

Frags:

• A survey about preferences in fiction genres uses the word "tranny" to mean "the protagonist of a science fiction novel." It must have been written by someone old, who didn't realize that nowadays the word is an offensive term for something entirely different.

What I read before going to sleep was Gormenghast. I tried to WILD but fell asleep too quickly. This dream was sort of rambling and disjointed scenery, but pretty damn vivid.

I was in some sort of medieval world, like Game of Thrones or Lord of the Rings. It was at night in some village square. The ground was made of small dark stone bricks, there was a town hall to one side, a well on another, a temple on another and a hill on the final one. The other side of the hill was on the edge of a massive cliff face looking down into a large forest which it was day in somehow. There was a second well on the hill but this one was square. A wizard was arguing with a knight. The knight was tall, wearing scale mail armour and somewhat ugly. The wizard was not ugly, short and dressed in black and purple glittering robes. Their argument got worse and the wizard shot lightning at the knight, who managed to resist. He said something which got the wizard really angry, causing him to intensify the lightning and send the knight over the cliff.

Then I was in a house of sorts with a group of people, some of them knights but others dressed like normal people. One of them requested a straw for their drink. I went upstairs to borrow a straw from a woman who was up a ladder propped up against a bookcase by the half landing of a staircase. She was either painting or dusting. The problem was: the straw was frozen stiff from the ice in the glass and wouldn’t take in liquid. I had to thaw it out somehow and bring it down.

Another change of scenes and I was in a car with the woman, the person asking for more ice, two knights and a man. I told the woman and the knights that the wizard killed the knight on the cliff. Suddenly the wizard popped up out of nowhere and began complaining that I told people. Then I said to him that he couldn’t just go around baking Aennys’ knights. Then I realised Aennys was a Targaryen king, like the Mad King from a Song of Ice and Fire but he lived in Castle Gormenghast. I said you can’t go around confusing your genres like that then I woke up from the realisation that a Targaryen living in Gormenghast made no sense.

Victory

In our last confrontation with this portly, evil wizard, we left him for dead. But something feels unfinished to me, and I decide to go back into his old home to see what really happened. Inside, I see a few grotesque, mummified corpses--remnants of our last encounter. Nothing seems alive. I guess it really is over. But then I watch in shock as one of the "corpses" starts standing up. It's the wizard!

Before long, the mummy effect wears off, and he's back to his usual corpulent self. He explains that he was just playing dead, waiting for me to return so that he could get his revenge. We begin to battle. Somehow I force him to start balancing heavy objects in the air. I keep increasing the weight, until finally after I add a piano, his wizardly powers can't take the strain and he collapses, his powers spent. He's still dangerous, though, and I need to break his focus somehow if I want to have a chance to defeat him. I remember that he keeps a pot of explosive powder on the coffee table--perfect. I knock it to the ground, and the resulting "bang" and flash of sparks give me the opening I need.

Shower Regulations

Spoiler for Shower Regulations:

At this camp, nudity is required at all times in the locker rooms, although there's still strict segregation between the sexes. It's early morning now, and I'm still a bit groggy. I need to go to the bathroom, but my unfamiliarity with social nudity has given me a slight erection, which would make that difficult. I decide to take a shower instead. I consider going back into the main room, but there might be girls in there that would see me naked.

Prank War

A group of younger kids is having a prank war with a group of slightly older kids. Somehow this involves an underground train, and a room behind the tracks from which you can't escape if there's currently a train passing by. In the most recent prank, the younger kids dared the older ones to steal from the adults the supplies needed to make a special kind of warm alcoholic drink. This includes hot coals and ethanol, basically. So the bigger kids sneak into the outer room. They can't see any hot coals, and the adults might turn around at any moment, so they frantically grab a dark rock and some hot ashes, hoping that when they heat the rock with the ashes, it will be as good as a coal. What they don't know is that the little kids were plotting to get them caught.

Frags:

• At some point the words "lucid dreaming" came up, but I don't remember the context and apparently it didn't make me lucid.

5-ish a.m. had to pee

Sat in an outside restaurant with three people I know (don't know who). I felt that it was somewhere abroad. We tried to order but didn't get any food for a long time. We switched tables, and we had ordered with another name than the name we used when we complained, which led to mix-ups. At our new table the ground sloped heavily, and together with the waiters we tried to fix it by putting things under the legs of the table. We soon gave up though, and switches tables again.
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Later we were in a tower, where we were held prisoners by an unseen wizard. I tried too flee and the wizard soon appeared to chase me down. I ran faster than him though, but as soon as i looked away from him, he shapeshifted into different fastrunning creatures. Among other things he became a dog. He couldn't bite me though I somehow learned, and by feigning some i managed to run down a couple of stairs. He finally caught me though.
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I remember trading movies with someone. VHS, but I vaguely remember finding something interesting.

after peeing and jotting down some dream notes, i tried to WILD, but felt uncomfortable. After about half an hour i moved from the bed to the couch. More comfy, but i had a hard time concentrating on WILDing, after I while I gave up and just tried to fall asleep.

9:08 a.m. on the sofa

Johanna and I was visiting a pig farm or something like that. The farmer showed us how to herd them into cages, feed them, and electronically elevate the cage up to the slaughter room. The floor on the cages had large holes so that the pigs had a hard time just keeping balance to keep them from jumping out of the roofless cage.

Johanna - Om jag var en gris skulle jag hoppat ur buren, skulle inte du?
Jag - Jag har ingen aning om hur jag skulle tänka om jag var en gris.

just wanted to get this into my DJ... it's from my bedside notebook. The date was 4.12.12, and it was by far the worst and most vivid dream i've had yet this year. This isn't word-for-word as i wrote it that morning, by the way. It's rewritten here to make more sense. Here goes.

there was more at the beginning, but the first i remember i was in some post-apocalyptic world, standing on top of a very tall building that was an odd combination of skyscraper and medieval castle. I was talking to the leader of the group that lived there- an old man who looked like a wizard, complete with beard, blue robe, and pointy hat- trying to convince him to let me stay there.

he said there was a girl there that was sick and had to be separated from the group, and i could stay if i took her down to the basement. So i went to her tent (they all lived in tents on top of this building), and after an argument with her parents i picked her up and carried her over to this big industrial elevator that went all the way down. She was a teenager with short black hair and i noticed that she weighed next to nothing. I could tell she was indeed very sick.

the basement was very much like the inside of an office building. This part is so ridiculously vivid it's almost like a real memory. The carpet was red and the walls were green. It looked lived in; there was laundry all over the floor and a blanket spread out in the corner. She told me to put her on the blanket, which i did. I tried asking her what was wrong, but she said i really had to leave. I walked back to the elevator, only to find that it was either gone or not where i thought it was. I looked around a little, and started getting really anxious when i couldn't find a way out. The girl started yelling at me to leave, and i knew something bad was about to happen. I kept running down the hallways, looking for a way back up. Then, i saw the girl at the end of a hall... her skin was blue/gray, and her arms were strangely long. One of her eyes was red and the other one was black... the black one oozed some dark inky stuff. She was just standing there looking at me.

and that was it. I woke up in a sweat.

I had really vague dreams last night that consisted of people's voices and flashes of different scenes.

It seemed like I was thinking a lot about Game of thrones season finale and so this mixed with my ideas about fantasy and dark ages.

When this was tucked into my head while sleeping I was talking in my sleep/dream to a little girl who was chasing or wanting to find her "mummy" and she reminded me of Hermione Granger from some reason or at-least that was what I saw in a dream flash, Hermione Granger.

I then saw this little girl who was about 2-years-old or so in a little baby-blue bathing suit sitting near a pool edge smiling with a really big smile, it was like I was looking at a photograph of a child. She had really light blonde hair and had her hair in pigtails that where held together with pink ties. After seeing this picture I then started to hear the little girl again. It was like she wanted someone's attention or something.

I also had a short vivid dream where I was in a zoo/park but it was deserted and I was running away from some zombies. The weird part was the the zombies where below me like i was gliding in the air. I then got past the zoo/park and got to some national forest of some type and then said something like "Yeah, I'm lost." but then this guy who looked like Harry Potter (he looked like both the actor and my idea of what he looked like in the books) came from behind me like he had been following me and said something like "Isn't she a beauty." He didn't seem like he was asking about the beauty of the forest but more like he was claiming it to be. But then I remember the part in the book/movie when Hagrid was with Harry and his friends showing him Norbert when Hagrid says : Isn't he beautiful? Oh bless him, look, he knows his mummy! Hello, Norbert!

This is kind of Ironic because I was thinking about the dragons from game of thrones. Haha.

DreamLucidAwake

Battle With Steggies

It seems this dream started out inside a city. It wasn't like a modern city though, it was more ancient. It was most likely built like a medieval city. I was walking down a stone path in the middle of the city with my dream guide, the old man. Oddly, the streets were empty. He said something about the city being under attack and was guiding me towards the city walls. When we reached the walls, we climbed a set of stairs to the top to get a good view. Over the wall I could see a vast desert and some mountains off in the distance. Not far away from the wall I saw Chris, Claire, and a bunch of monsters surrounding a hole in the ground. Chris and Claire were in an intense battle with the monsters.

After seeing 3 dream guides, monsters, and a battle happening, I started to think for a second. I quickly became lucid and everything started making sense. "Ha, I hardly had to say anything this time," the old man said. I believe this was a reference to his ways of helping me reach lucidity. When I looked back at the battle, I started to worry a little about Chris and Claire. "I should go help them," I said, preparing to jump over the wall. "Stay here," he said, "We have everything under control. There's no need to put yourself in danger."

I stepped back and watched for a few seconds. It was starting to look like we were losing. I also didn't feel comfortable about not helping them out. Despite what the old man said, I ran forward and jumped over the wall. I morphed into a white dragon and started to fly towards them. "Dragonborn!" the old man shouted, "Come back! It's not safe!" I didn't care about what he said or how dangerous it was. I just wanted to help them.

When I flew over the hole where the battle was taking place, I got a better look at the monsters. They were small little dinosaurs with golden spikes. Kind of like a mini stegosaurus, but carnivorous. I'll just call them steggies for now. I dove down and breathed fire on a group of steggies that were surrounding Chris. I landed outside of the hole, next to Chris, and felt a sharp pain in my feet. I started hopping around in pain and looked down at the ground to see what would have caused it. Those steggies had scattered tiny golden thorns all over the ground. It was really annoying at first, but I learned to deal with it.

Chris jumped back a distance away from the steggies and summoned his bow. He then proceeded to snipe steggies that were surrounding me and Claire. Claire was fighting them off with her sword and lots of lightning. I was mostly just breathing fire and smacking steggies around with my tail. It was hard to fight them because of their sharp teeth and protective spikes. With each one we killed, more would just crawl out of the hole in the ground.

I switched to using ice magic to see if that would work better. Using my ice breath, I was able to freeze large groups of steggies that Claire could easily break apart. It still wasn't enough though and more and more of them just kept coming out of the hole. Eventually the steggies cornered the three of us together and surrounded it us. "Get down!" I yelled to Chris and Claire. I activated fury mode for a few seconds and used the energy to fuel my lightning magic As soon as they ducked down I released a huge wave of lightning in all directions. The spikes on the steggies acted like lightning rods and zapped the hell out of all of them. We killed them all, but I lost my dragon transformation out of it.

Now that there were no more steggies on the surface, I decided we should try to find the source. The three of us jumped down the hole together and landed in an underground cavern. I could then sense the energies of the steggies and could feel them in the walls. They then started crawling out of the cave walls and we started running. At this point there really wasn't a plan anymore and we just wanted to get away. I could see a light up ahead and knew we were almost out of the tunnel. Near the end of the tunnel though was a trap. It was a spiked wall slowly descending from the roof of the tunnel.

I slowed down a little bit to try to stop the steggies while Chris and Claire ran ahead. I shot a few flames down the tunnel and then started running again. By the time I reached the trap it was low enough that I would have to slide under it. I dove towards the ground and slid a few feet, but it only got me about half way through. I quickly started crawling towards the other end as the spikes got closer. When I was far enough, Claire grabbed my hands and pulled me out before it could impale me.

When I exited the tunnel I was standing in a field. I also completely forgot about Chris, Claire, and the steggies for some reason. There was a house in the field, so I walked over to check it out. There were many family members inside the house and they were having some sort of reunion. I got into an argument with my mother about something but I can't remember. After the argument I saw some people grab some wands off a shelf and walk outside. I looked out the window and saw them tossing a ball back and forth with wands. It looked fun and got my attention, so I grabbed a wand off the shelf and went outside.

I followed them out to the field where they had 4 bases and a pitching mound set up. For some reason I didn't feel like they would want me to play, so I sort of just casually walked into the outfield. I was trying t look like I was already part of the game. The game started shortly after and everyone moved into position. The pitcher levitated a baseball off the ground with his wand. He then flung the ball towards the batter. The batter swung his wand and knocked the ball back with a magic blast.

The ball was flying fast towards me and I started running back to try to catch it. I stuck my wand in the air and tried to catch it with a telekinesis spell. I managed to pull the ball towards me, but I accidentally dropped it. I levitated the ball off the ground with my wand again and tried launching it back towards second base. I somehow threw the ball at the wrong angle though and it flew towards third base instead. The ball hit the catcher at third base in the head and knocked him out. "Sorry! New guy with a new wand!" I yelled back at them. They decided to cancel the game right after that and help the guy out. I decided to walk away and pretend nothing had ever happened.

I also decided that I should get some more practice with the levitation spell. I saw a small chest lying in the field and used that for practice. I swished my wand and flicked it while saying, "Wingardium Leviosa!" It slowly levitated a few feet above the ground and was a little shaky. I tried to lift it to face level, but it fell back towards the ground. I got a little frustrated that it failed and started to think about what I could do better. I then remembered how the Lumos didn't work, but my own Illumina spell did. I flicked my wand towards the box and shouted, "Levitate!" this time. It wasn't a fancy word, but it worked. I had much more control over it this time and could easily lift it up and down over my head.

Out of nowhere I remembered Chris and Claire again. I realized that they might still need my help. I looked around the field and tried to find another entrance to the tunnels that we were in before. I found a small hill with a hole in it and I knew that was the cave i was looking for. I ran into the tunnel and looked and looked around for Chris and Claire. I ran into a few more of those spike traps from before, but I just rolled under them. I ahead I could see a large room where a bunch of men in robes were gathering around in a circle. I could also see Claire passed out on the ground. I started running faster and there was just one more spike trap to get past. When I tried rolling under this trap though, something grabbed my foot and tripped me.

I looked down and saw a red rug under me that had wrapped around my foot. I tried to untangle it, but the rug came to life and started to attack me. It wrapped itself around me and started choking me. To make it worse, the spikes were still getting closer to me. I remembered the spell I had just been practicing earlier and tried to apply it to the rug. I shouted, "Levitate!" as I tried to wriggle my hand around. I then unwrapped the rug around me with the spell and and flung it up into the spikes. I tried crawling out from under the spikes, but there wasn't enough time. Right when I felt the spikes touch my back, someone grabbed my hands. I was quickly pulled out from under there and saved. It scratched the hell out of my back a little, but I was alive. The person who had saved me was Claire again. The dream pretty much faded away at this point.

A Different Perspective

I think this dream might have been a DEILD. Mostly because it was very similar to the last dream and I was lucid right from the very start. In this dream I wasn't really myself, but I was Claire. I was running through the tunnels again. This time I was trying to be a little more stealthy at first. I was still spotted though and these guys in blue robes started attacking me. There were maybe 15 of them. I used super strength to kick and punch them hard into the walls. It wasn't anything fancy and I just kept super punching and super kicking them. Sometimes I would use super speed to teleport to their positions and hit them hard.

After I fought off all of these guys I came into a large room. It looked just like the one I saw at the end of the last dream. It was empty though. Suddenly, a bunch of doors appeared in the walls and men wearing red robes walked out of them. They surrounded me and a black robed figure appeared in front of me out of nowhere. It appeared to be a bunch of Draflams and a shadow man working together. I grabbed my sword from behind my back and lunged towards the shadow man. Before I could even attack, they had combined their powers and electrocuted me with one powerful lightning bolt. I fell to the ground and passed out for a moment.

When I regained consciousness, my vision was blurry. As I focused a little harder, I could see the robed men gathering in a circle. They were trying to perform a ritual and it definitely didn't look good. Some sort of weird dimensional portal appeared above them. I think they were trying to summon something. I tried to move my body around a little bit and get back up. Once I was off the ground, I felt a little better and my vision became a clearer. I knew I had to do something to stop their ritual.

I jumped between the group of robed men and charged up my lightning magic. Before they could even react, I launched a very powerful blast of blue lightning in all directions. Anything in that room the room that wasn't me was toast. It was the most powerful lightning blast I have ever produced. To be fair though, It was actually Claire's lightning blast and not mine.

At this point I could feel that the dream was about to end. I didn't really mind it so much because I thought the story had ended. I then started to hear some noises coming from another tunnel. I held on to the dream a little longer to check it out. When I looked in the tunnel I could see me fighting with the magic rug. I saw me kill the rug and me trying to crawl out from the under the trap. I ran forward and tried to help myself out. I grabbed my hands and pulled myself out from under the spike traps. The dream ended just like the last dream, but through Claire's perspective. That's a very strange thing to think about.

End

28.2 Fragments
First

I’m in a space shuttle, closing in on a larger ship. When I look down I see the continents, and I see fields, forests and rivers, and a few buildings. The setting is rural, but there is some very advanced technology as well.

Second

I’m in a forest and I have to survive there for a couple of hours, I don’t remember why. There are two or three other people there, and they are the reason survival might be a problem. I have a log to defend myself with and they have sticks. They try to hit me and I block with the log. Then they start playing a game where they pat a small ball around with the sticks. I try to take part, but it’s hard to hit the ball with the log.

Third

I’m outside a large building, almost a castle. There are separate gardens, some have water elements, and walls between the gardens.

Fourth

I’m in the same castle with N and we go to a balcony. There are some tables and chairs, and large open windows with a view of the garden. There is also one window with a very large windowsill. I would like to sit there, on the windowsill, but there is a group of people already sitting there. We settle for a table on the other side.

Fifth

I get tickets to an airplane. I say to S that there is still time for a coffee. When we walk past a coffee shop, there is a long line there and I tell hit that we don’t have time to wait. I think he doesn’t care for the idea anyway


25.2 The Conservationist Wizard and the Missing Boy
First

I’m at a house in the middle of a forest with a group of people. There is a long vehicle with caterpillars and we’re preparing to leave with it. I get in and we tour the are, sometimes going over a wooden bridge and breaking it. The driver is trying to make the point that the are is ruined by pollution. We get out pretty close to the house and I have a look at a pond. There’s some branches and the water looks a bit dirty but not bad. I think we could clean it with the vehicle we have.

The driver, or maybe someone else, goes crouching behind some large rocks, looking at the house. His a soldier now, and clearly more experienced that I am. I follow him and we see a barbarian leader at the house. Somehow his responsible for ruining the forest. The driver gives me a rifle and I attack the barbarian.

The rifle is a wizards staff now, with a clear crystal on top. I point it at the barbarian, who is actually a wizard in a gray robe now. He has a sword but doesn’t use it, and he doesn’t seem to have his staff. He tries to take the staff from me but I keep willing it to stay in my hands. The driver-soldier-wizard-person is actually controlling it from afar. The barbarian-wizard surrenders and we get to settle at the place.

Second

There is a lake with open water, even though it’s winter. I go swimming and I’m a bit surprised to notice that the water is warm.

Third

We’re inside the house now, and there’s a good amount of people there, mostly friends and family. I have a conversation with my brother about my father and then find out that R is missing. They have been looking for him and his presumed dead now. I’m worried but there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do, since it’s been so long and they have looked everywhere.

I try to sleep, I feel really tired, but people keep worrying about R. There is some other thing that they have a problem with, but I don’t remember what. For some reason my bed is in the kitchen and I can hear the talking and worrying very well. I give up sleeping and we all go looking for R one more time.

There is a small river close-by and R has been swimming there. He has used a chain to tie him to the shore, so that the current doesn’t take him. The chain is broken and everyone thinks he has been taken by the current. There is a treehouse just a few meters from the river. When I look at it, someone shouts that R is in there, though there’s no way they could see that. I climb the stairs to the treehouse. Before I get all the way up I hear that there’s someone there. I ask who it is and R answers that he’s there, and that he has some someone in there with him.


21.2, Fragment with Meditation Group

I’m in high hall with winding stairs. I remember coming down the stairs from the third floor but don’t remember much before that. There is a group of people down in the middle of the floor. I know some of them. It’s some kind of a church group. I talk with them and they are talking about some obscure theological thing.

It turns into something like a meditation group and I consider joining them, so far I haven’t had one close by, and I know some of them. They show me a small storage room with all their things, which actually includes a couple cushions and mats and nothing else.

Last night was okay in terms of recall, so for once I don't have to resort to posting my old dreams. None of these new ones are lucid. Without further ado let's delve into them:

Wind
There's a storm forecasted to come here soon IRL. So tonight I had a dream where I went outside and the winds were really blowing hard already. There was plenty of snow also, as opposed to real life where we haven't gotten much snow so far this winter. So the wind was blowing the snow in the air and the same shed, that almost burned up in the last night's "classic" suddenly blew snow with huge power within it. Yet I walked right into the blowing snow. My brother was around once again and he was like "whoa, dude" because of doing that.

I went back inside and I have no idea why I did that walking thing. Anyway, knowing that the storm had arrived I fully expected that the electricity will go out soon. In the last storm few days ago it was out for a night and the internet was out for full day. So I knew I had to hurry to write my 750 words on 750word.com, so I wouldn't again ruin my streak. I started writing but kept getting distracted.

Crazy Shit
Yeah, that's what I'd title this dream. I was "playing" a game that reminded Dungeon Keeper. Except that it wasn't a game, it was like real life and it was completely fucked up.

My opponent was this wizard guy. He kept creating kittens to fight for him. I know, fucked up. I guess they were meant to level up as they fought battles, I don't know. I took my kitchen knife and started slicing through the kittens. I know, that's brutal. Also doubled-up the fucked-upness.

In the end, I started striking the wizard with that lighting thing from Star Wars, I guess it's called Force Drain. But that was not enough. When I thrust my hips forward, laser beams shot out of my groin and exploded the wizards eyes. I swear I'm not making this up. I can come up with fucked up shit, but nothing near as fucked up as this.

So in the end I beat the wizard and won the battle.

The Cyclist
I was walking in some kind of a camping area. My mom was leading the way of some group. I was with them, but sort of walking on my own behind them. She went to some shack and told that some poor-ass cycling group vacated there.

Soon I was walking away from there alone. Some cyclist that apparently was late from the rest of his group cycled towards me. He was talking on the phone. As he passed me, the handle of the bike hit my shoulder and it hurt.

I got pissed of and told him to learn to drive that bicycle. The guy turned back to look at me and accidentally fell down a steep and deep ditch that was by the road.

I couldn't help but to rub it in the dude. I felt that his falling off there was karma, or something. I went by the ditch told him that he got what he deserved. As I was walking away from the ditch, the soft sand beneath me let off and I accidentally caused all the sand to slide on him. There was some mud as well with it. There was no way that looked like an accident and the guy was pissed. He got up covered in sand and mud and started chasing me.

I ran to my parents. God, what a pussy I am (it seems to shift a little bit in my dreams - sometimes I'm crazy brave, sometimes a total coward). I'm 23 for God's sake and I run to my parents when things go sour?

Anyway, at least that was a bit fun. That's all for last night. Gonna hit the hay soon.

A false awakening
2 full dreams
-A wizard and a bush crash
-A snow wolf

False awakening: When it happened I looked at my watch, the time said 7.40am. When I woke up for real the time said 7.15am.

Dream 1: A wizard and a bus crash
I arrived at my village shop to do my paper round, so I collected my papers. Then whilst stood outside of the shop this man recognised me from somewhere and threatened to run me over. He then proceede to get into his car, me being scared I went into the shop to find it filled with people including my brother. Once a few people had left I went outside to find the man had gone. My brother who had followed me outside spotted a can of coke on a bench, he went to pick it up. Suddenly this woman who was smoking a cigarette appeared from around a corner and glared at him in such a horrible way. We then left and started walking back home. On the way back we met up with a few people, one of them was a wizard. We asked him why the woman kept glaring at us and he replied "You must go back in time and save everybody!" Then I appeared on a bus, it was passing through my village but there was no sign of my brother or any of the people I met before. We drove past the large lake in my village and the bus started to lean towards it. Suddenly the bus fell and smacked straight into the ice cold water. The water then started poring into the bus from every angle and I knew this is what the wizard meant. So I started grabbing people and pulling them towards the emergency exit. I couldn't get them out quick enough and the bus was nearly full with water. I looked around and saw a boy about my age running out of air. I swam over and grabbed him, I then motioned for everyone to grab onto each other and I'd pull them up. A few seconds later we broke the surface of the water and then lay on the embankment catching our breath. The boy who I grabbed earlier had swallowed alot of water and was struggling to breath. Two people helped him cough the water back up. On the ground next to the embankment appeared a huge duvet and everybody got underneath to keep warm.
The dream ended here. (Full dream- 1 point)

Dream 2: A snow wolf
I was looking across fields at what appeared to be golden eagles but they were actually coloured golden. Several other people were stood next to me when we saw tigers and wolves come out from the undergrowth at the edge of the field a few metres away. Both the tiger and the wolf closest to me took one look at me. I ran as fast as I could to the nearest tree which I climbed just in time to have a wolves jaws snap shut only centimetres away from my dangling legs. I was in a large willow tree, the one in my garden to be more specific. I was just about to wonder where I was when I slipped and fell a foot closer to the wolf waiting below. Then the branch I was using for support snapped and I fell all the way to the ground landing on my back. I was right I was now in my back garden. I looked to the right to see this huge grey and black wolf standing over me growling. I stayed incredibly still while the wolf sniffed me out, it must have smelt or seen that I meant no harm because it started to lose interest. I moved my hand up and stroked its furry neck, then I got up and walked to my house and the wolf followed behind me. We both went into my room where there was a blond girl waiting who looked about 14 years old, was about half a head shorter than me and was wearing a red top and jeans. (I have discussed this with FelicityPotter and we think it could have been her, unfortunately I wasn't lucid to check.) I started writing things down on paperand glanced to my right to see the wolf looking inquisitivly at me. It was then I noticed it had the nose of a pig but with a third nasal passage. I looked over to the girl who was now on my bed, then I spotted some movement behind my bedroom blinds. It was my mum watching me and making sure I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't be. Then a few minutes later my brother did the same thing and it really annoyed me.
The dream ended here. (Full dream- 1 point)

(Total: 2 points)

No WBTB because I needed my rest, and I tried MILD, but no LD.

First, I remember there was this crazy, deranged, disturbed, dangerous, wizard serial killer on the loose. Like he had the power of the devil or something. I don't remember his name, but it had the number 18 at the end. He was very tall, and kinda big, and he had very curly brown hair. At the end of this dream segment, he came into our house (I think it was DE that only I knew he was evil) and I shook his hand to meet him, and he seemed like a nice guy.

Next, I was in a boat with Radiohead (I don't know why they keep showing up in my dreams, I don't like them that much) and my mom and her friend, Debbie, were in a boat ahead of us. My mom was writing down on this paper things that we were going to order from this pizza place. We had a bunch of stuff on the list, and then my mom puts the list (it was a notebook) in the water, so it would float to us, and we could write what we want. But since the drift was pushing us backwards, the list moved forward, away from us, and we had to start over. There was also this part where Debbie and her daughter were in this weird abandoned warehouse.

Then, I was in school, but it was just this hall with a bunch of tables, like a lunch room, but it wasn't a lunch room. It was like a conversation hall or something. I wrote "convention" in my dream journal, so I guess it was that. Anyway, I was sitting next the Kate, and across from me was Rebecca. There was a TV near our table, and we were about to watch something. I got up and walked around. I found Lawrence (that annoying kid from that other dream) and I found out he was getting his life together, and he had a job. I was actually happy for him, and he pointed to his girlfriend, who looked like a dude, and I said, "Boy she's hot," just to humor him. Anyway, I went to sit down again, and everyone had these lists. On them was like a catalog of things we could watch I think. The list was set up like a chart, and it looked more like it listed classes and such rather than movies or something. Either way, I noticed that each column was a different category, like on any normal list, with things like names of classes, numbers, and other boring things. But then I noticed that one column mention Lulu (In regard to the Metallica/Lou Reed album) and that each category had obscenities rather than boring statistics, like "tits" and "rape". I thought this was funny because it stood out, and I laughed out loud. Kate said, "What's so funny?" I explained the whole thing to her, but she didn't get it. Eventually we were watching the TV, and it was this weird movie that would sound like the Matrix if I explained it here, but it wasn't anything like that. In the movie, one part had Madonna materialise without her clothes on, and then gradually, her clothes materialised onto her. I made a joke saying, "In real life, Madonna's clothes don't usually go back on that easily."

I might have had another false awakening. I remember writing down in my dream journal the events of the Radiohead/boat dream. Actually now that I think about it, I woke up, and I was thinking of what to put down, but I was doing it with my eyes closed, and I started to fall asleep thinking about it. So I wrote down a bunch of stuff, then I realised I was falling asleep, or I fell asleep, or something...then I woke up and had to write it all again. I don't know...I'm not counting this one as a false awakening.

The next dream was more vivid. The first part was that I was this hero or something, and I had to fight Wolverine, who was the villain. We were in this room with a section of floor, but then parts that dropped off to spikes down below. I kept knocking Wolverine into the spikes, and I almost killed him, or I killed his partner (I don't really know) by crushing their head. Then Wolverine retreated. I was left in the room with the Penguin from Batman, and he took a notice to the walls of the room, which were made of trees. The walls had large scratches in them, and the Penguin mentioned, "I remember when I got these scars," as if the scratches on the wall were scars on his person. Just then, the scratches started to bleed. The Penguin looked at me and said it was amazing that I didn't have any scars on my face (presumably from fighting so much). Then I exited the room from this high-up balcony. Suddenly I was in a Hogwarts-esque school, and I had to get to class, and I was late because I was fighting Wolverine. When I got to the class room, which actually looked a lot like something from Harry Potter, I noticed that Wolverine was my teacher, and we had to put on this act because no one was supposed to know that he was evil, and I was a hero. In this part of the dream, I was a very Harry Potter-like character, but I was Harry Potter. For example, I was pretty well known, and I didn't know anything about the world of magic because I was raised by muggles. I entered the classroom, and Wolverine mentioned the next page of the text book that we had to read. Since I was late, he chose for me to read it. I hurried to my seat as the class watched me, and made fun of me. I took out my text book, and tried to remember what page he said. I asked the kid next to me, and he refused to tell me, so I looked at his book. Apparently, this was enough to prove his point, as Wolverine didn't have me read the passage. There was something very off about the social norms of this place, as well. Then this girl across from me, told me to scoot this stool over to her. I did it, assuming it was hers. Well, it turned out to be this popular girl's stool, and she yelled at me for giving it to some "unpopular pig." I looked at her and said in frustration, "Well, I don't know! I was just introduced to magic! How am I supposed to know who's stool it is?!" As if it had something to do with magic. The unpopular girl kicked it back over to me, and I kicked it over to the popular girl, who was at a table in the row in front of me. She went to stop it with her foot, but when she did, it shattered into pieces. She looked at me, like she was going to blame it on me. I stood up and screamed at her, "YOU kicked it! YOU broke it!! YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!!" I was very tired of everyone making fun of me. Then for some reason, the whole incident was forgotten as one of the students was whispering to a friend about how there's a rumor going on that their teacher might be the one with "the metal hands" (referring to Wolverine's claws. Remember, it was kept secret). Wolverine overheard them and said to the class in a reassuring and parental tone, like an uncle to a nephew, "No, I am not the metal man." Then one of the kids mentioned syphilis. Don't ask me why, but it was DE that this was a good thing. It wasn't referring to any disease, but rather just a likable trait. Anyway, everyone knew that the metal man had syphilis, and one of the kids mentioned that their teacher, Wolverine also had syphilis. In an effort to mess with his students in a playful way, he mentioned, "But I DO have syphilis. I don't know, kids, maybe I AM the metal man after all." He was very charismatic with the students. Then, suddenly we were doing this experiment. Wolverine turned off the lights, and we had to observe these jars. In the jars, there were apples, and applesauce with cinnamon, but it was DE that it was sand, and a sand storm. We had to observe what was happening, and anything important that we saw. Like I mentioned earlier, the social norms were very strange. It was frowned upon to work outside of a group, although everyone in my group wasn't talking to each other. After observing, Wolverine turned the lights back on, and he asked the class what they saw. People were raising their hands, and mentioning things like the colors, and the shapes, but not the obvious. I went to raise my hand to mention that there as a storm inside the jar. But people got mad at me, and Wolverine called on the top kid in class. He mention other things but not the storm. Then Wolverine called on this kid in the front who had to pay the top kid in class to be able to say the correct answer, which was the storm.

The last part of the dream was only a fragment. It had something to do with a computer program that was essentially a bicycle kit, and the name of it was this pun for bikes, but I'm sure it wouldn't make sense in waking reality, even if I did remember what it was.

Captains log November 6 2011:

The dreamscape last night was both vivid and wonderful. I took b6 and mugwort before sleep. The effects of the foriegn bodies are not known at this time. I can not attest to their activity or inactivity. I am not sure just how many dreams that I went on but I know I woke up close to every 45 minutes. I assume after each REM cycle.

I was trying to induce myself in to the Harry Potter universe for a challenge on Dream Views to find out which house I would be sorted into. I successfully entered this world one time, I was in the kitchen of a small house, everything appeared to be circa 1940-1950. I was eating breakfast with my parents when the letter arrived. Our house elf made a snide comment about not believing that I would become a wizard. My mother smacked the elf and said that we were of the purest blood and this treasonous talk would not be tolerated.

The next moment I was in a tiny boat crossing the lake, Hogwarts Castle stood stoically on the shore. The waves were crashing and it was pouring rain. Other childeren were scared, but I just held on to the boat.

There was a large flash of lightning followed by a deafening crack of thunder.

This is where I woke up. I tried for the rest of the night to return to this dream but I failed. My skills as a dreamer are not sufficient yet.

The other dreams that I had were far different than this one. I have had a series of dreams that I can only describe as the Silas Chronicles. I must set the dreamscape for a second before I go into detail. In this world the world as we knew it has been destroyed by war. War between psychic humans, and non psychic humans. The government has villianized the psychics and made them to be the most evil enemy that onecould possibly have. The psycics don't use weapons, as the have no need. They are all the weapon necessary. The humans on the other had have focused 100 percent of their knowledge and money on developing weaponry to defeat the psychics.

The war has three sides. The Human Armies, the Psychics, and the general population.
The general population does not know that they are being lied to and that the war is little more than a means to an end. War unites populations and the human armies have created a war to unite the humans and thus enslaving them by demanding they are either with the humans or with the enemy. Treason is punished by death without trial.

That is the set up, sometimes I am on the psychic side and others I am a weapons designer for the human side. Last night I was a psychic. I have never gone lucid in this world and honestly I don't want to.

Silas Chronicles.
I crouched in what was left of a bombed out department store. There were 5 soldiers in my group. We were looking for supplies and not finding much. We made our way out from the store into the rubble filled street. The crumbling walls mask the reality that this was at one time the hippest place to see and be seen. now it is little more than ruins. We make our way over small mounds of crushed concrete, past the shells of vehicles that were here when the devastation happened. Close together, as close to the wall as possible. This is an area that is usually rife with human soldiers. The front soldier in our group is Kira, her abilities lie in the locating of people. A good recon soldier,but she isn't a fighter. She stops and kneels signaling us to follow suit. Out of her breast pocket she pulls a map of the downtown sector, she closes her eyes and her finger points out several locations. "2 here, 3 here, and a nother couple here." I tell here to get in the middle of the group now, we might be in for a fight. Marcus, our main attacker, makes his way to the front. We make our way forward slower and more cautions. We know that we are in for it, but we don't have another choice, this is our only way out. We round the corner of another ruined building cautiously. The air is still and silent, a very strange wizzing soun was all that could be heard. A canister the size of a soda can spewing green smoke came flying out of a window directly at us. Marcus flicked his hand and the canister zoomed back the way it came. In an instant we heard "enemy spotted six o clock. Make it rain" As soon as that was said maybe even a moment before, the gunfire started. Micah, our defensive soldier jumped to action, creating a force shield around our entire group. This wouldn't hold for long, but it was just enough to give us a second to react. I ordered Micah and Kira to hide. Marcus, Fletch and I would take them out. Marcus just said "Hell yes" The shield dropped and a new one around Micah and Kira rose. Marcus Fletch and I spread out quick, deflecting the bullets with the waves of our hand. Marcus and I began to fire pulse wave in the direction of the gunfire. Fletch stayed ducked down in the center of the fight. The Human fighters were one by one being taken out now there was only three or four left in the same area straight a head of us. I signaled to Fletch now was the time.

He stood up, clasped his hands together and thrust them toward the final group. A brilliant white light that temporarily blinded me shot from his hands and engulfed the enemy. There was no more gunfire. Micah and Kira ran to the Fletch, so did Marcus and I. From behind us where no enemies had been detected came more gun fire. This time we were caught off guard, Kira was hit and so was fletch. The small canisters spewing green smoke came by the dozen. Micah threw up a shield around us but it was a moment too late. there was a canister inside the shield. Smoke filled our shield and one by one we passed out. The shield dropped. We were lifeless on the street, my consciousness floated above me watching. 5 human soldiers in gas masks approached. The front man pulled a photo out of his pocket and looked at it then at each one of us. He poked me with the barrel of his gun, "This is the one. Take him and get rid of the rest."

This was the moment that I woke up. I had other dreams but aside from these two I can't remember. Better luck tomorrow. I am determined to find out which house I am going to be sorted into.