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Was trying to put my dog in a small fan like thing outside. Darn it.

Not sure why but now I'm thinking of a white Oldsmobile with the 5.7 Diesel. Did this even show up in-dream?

Was outside and saw people playing Poker on a long table in a room and passed it by. No one saw me. I may know at least one person who was in there.

Took my Lyre pendant out of a box in an empty grave in a crypt. Somehow later was in another Crypt room which had the body of the one who was supposed to be in the empty slot, but this was directly east of the other one ("Stillwall shows the way", as in that Scooby Doo episode with "The Headless Spectre".) Was thinking I wanted to get out "before something (unrecalled) happens" and opened door. The door across the hallway was open and I saw either someone or some skeleton (not sure which) at a tea party table I believe with dolls around her. I did see a person in that seat then, and after that saw (with her back to me and facing a window, was it the same person at this point?) someone turning into a Wookie. My wake up call popped up then.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at the dinner table with my family, when I suddenly and randomly become lucid. Thinking back, I'm sure I wasn't fully lucid, but whatever. I stand up from the table and ask to be excused, so I can go explore my dream world. Everyone at the table (including Ernie from George Lopez who is just randomly there) is very encouraging and say "Yes! Yes, go explore! Go on!" with smiles on their faces. I walk down the hallway and enter my room. I see a kitten with a piece of Scotch tape holding up on the wall. The kitten quickly breaks free from the flimsy little piece of tape and darts past me and out of my room. I remember the kitten being a bit big, and it was brown tabby and white. I try to pet the kitten, but it's too fast and dashes away.

I shrug it off and I'm now standing in the middle of my room. I decide that since closing my eyes and willing my surroundings to change doesn't usually work, I'll try something new. I try to create a vortex to jump through on my bed. It comes out as a blue and pink swirled circle. I crawl onto my bed and attempt to jump through it, but it doesn't work. It was like I was still standing on solid ground.

I randomly lose lucidity for a little while. I hear an announcer's voice shouting, "How will she choose to get through the vortex?" and I see different buttons with pictures of stick figures jumping through a vortex. I think it's all a games, and I press a random button. Everything goes black for little while, and I'm suddenly on the set of Whose Line Is It Anyway. (It's an old comedy sketch show. If you don't know what it is, google it. You'll laugh your butt off.) I realize the announcer's voice belonged to Drew Carey, the host of Whose Line. I see Ryan Stiles dressed as a wedding groom, blindfolded. Suddenly, Wayne Brady appears and he's dressed as a Wookie. Ryan had to try and guess what Wayne was. Oh, I don't know.

The dreamscape abruptly changes to my front porch. It's nighttime. I realize I'm dreaming again. My dad is sitting on the porch chair, looking at me and laughing. I faintly acknowledge my brother and sister playing in the yard. I try to read my hand to see what it says, because I write things on my hand in real life for this kind of thing. I can't, though, because my dad is desperately trying to distract from doing so, by poking me and waving his hands in front of my face. I finally break away from him, though, and realize my hand says "MISSING" with a box drawn around it, and some words underneath that I couldn't quite make out.

I wake up. That was a weird dream.