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I dreamt that I was at work. It was 10:00 Friday night but I couldn't be there because I had drill the next day so I was gonna ask a lieutenant to let me go home. The prison was in some sort of pit. I found some keys and on them was Tellez's name. I put them in my pocket and went to find him to give him the keys back.

I am at work, and for some reason Martie is there over my shoulder, watching my every move, making me feel very self conscious.

After observing my work for a while, he then questions me about why i work the way i do, why i do the things i do, etc, and i answer with clarity and resolve, but he then pushes me further into why i work the way i do.

The dream then shifts a tad, and for some reason we are watching a yootoobz vidyo, it reminded me of those dreadful H&S videos we are forced to watch now and then, and Martie seems fixated on something in this video, and he bangs on about a pen for some reason, i see no pen in the video but suddenly a red Berol pen does indeed pop up, as expected.

I woke up right then thinking, i had one of those pens once!

Not surprising i dreampt of pens, i was searching amazon for a good fountain pen before i went to bed, and i did indeed see a red Berol pen, as for Martie, well he is our new "agency rep". I work in a call centre for an agency and he is the go to man, the inbetweener. I do not always keep to the script and my calls do last a bit longer than most in our department, however my customer service skills are finely tuned now and i am yet to have anyone hang up the phone in frustration, or provide negative feedback, but Marties being here has caused a few ripples amoung other agency staff there.

And there was me bragging that i have such pretty dreams, this one was pretty, pretty boring!

I was going up a hill or something at night. I did a reality check, asking if I was in a dream. Since it was night, I couldn't see my hand very well. I grabbed my phone and shine my light on my hand but it only lit up a little bit of it. Everything started feeling so real. I came to the conclusion that I wasn't in a dream and said "Nah, this can't be a dream" I was obviously wrong, and the feeling of realism went away. I kept walking up the hill and there was a firefight. I was part of counter strike. There was a new update and it made it look more like Battlefield, with bullet drop and even more scopes. I got mad because my helmet had a scope and so did my gun and I didn't know how to exit that view. We ended up losing to the terrorist team and I got pissed of and left the server. I was then at home browsing what looked to be the new marketplace and everyone was trading cards, since they were the only new drops available.

I was in the tower with my shoes off. I could see the level 2 and saw F. Martinez taking a dummy out of level 2 and putting it in his car. I figured he was using it as a drill during count. The tower was in the middle of the parking lot. I tried calling Martinez on the radio but instead kept saying R. Varela. I went down there and saw old inmates in wheel chairs and nurses and I figured that they were doing the Geriatrics or LTCU moves. I realized I didn't put my boots back on so I ran back to the tower. Bugaloo was there and I grabbed him. For a few seconds, Bugaloo actually felt like he was there. I wondered if he liked the height of the tower and I thought how he'd react to me holding him over the railing. I decided not to because the wind might kick up and he might fall off my hands. Thinking that, I started wondering if I would jump after him to save him. My view changed to me seeing buildings from a bird's eye view. I thought I wouldn't jump after someone because we'd both die. I remember feeling fear and thinking the only reason I wouldn't like falling is because I couldn't do anything to save myself. I then saw some guy jump after a girl and I knew it was 007 or something. He grabbed her and then deployed this bouncy thing that saved his fall. I fell down on the thing with them and it seemed like a huge, strong trampoline.

I was working the tower and inmates were being stupid like always so they were searching them early in the morning because they found something on one of them. After, I went down to some sort of restaurant or food court. I was talking to some people about a guy not eating his muffin. I got upset when he didn't eat it so when he got up I followed him and recorded a message on the beer bottle he had left on a table. I said "Look, motherfucker, you'd better start eating that shit or I swear I'll beat the shit out of you. I'll do it, bro" I felt mad but I made sure not to say I was gonna kill him. I put something down near the bottle, expecting it to be the muffin, but it was my phone. I went back to the table to get the muffin and saw some guy eating it to help out the other guy. He got scared when I walked towards him but I pretended I didn't see him. I grabbed the muffin and took it. The guy then started eating it sadly.

I was at work and some big 6'2 300lb 4% fat black dude was giving me trouble. I got on the radio and said "10-60 in South Housing dorm 6"
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In my other dream, I was in the backyard of what I knew was my house. It was a very small backyard that was longer than it was wide. I was taking a shower with my GF Desirae and we decided to have anal sex... outside... while we were taking a shower. She seemed to enjoy it quite a bit. While we were doing it, I noticed the fence to the backyard was open and there was a restaurant/grocery store across from us and people could see us through the windows. I didn't care at first but then decided to close it so Daisy and I went and closed it. After I closed it, we decided to have sex later that day so I went on doing something. Last thing I remember was going over a wall and a semi truck

All I remember is being at work on the phone asking about overtime and if I was going to get hit

In my first dream, I was at work at south housing with Silas. I called master control because I wanted to see if I was on the list for overtime. My watch said 11:41 and when I looked at it again it said 12:40.

In my other dream, I was watching a documentary or a movie about some guy and a mexican woman robbing houses by entering them through the fireplace. There was a lot of driving around and I think I was driving the car. After they robbed about 3 houses, they went back to the first one and cleaned up the mess. The woman told the man "You'd better not leave me behind" and the man replied "Don't worry I won't" Suddenly, the owners arrived and everyone went to the car. I was part of the dream now and I started driving. We saw a cop and knew we were in trouble. We sped down the town and through fences until we finally reached a city. It looked like I was in a GTA game we finally lost the cops. That's when my dream ended.

I'm writing this dream pretty late so I can't really remember all the details but I was in some sort of factory with catwalks and under the catwalks, water. T. Harrell was there and he told me something and I got mad and punched him twice. I was then at work and saw a few female prisoners. I asked a coworker why there were female prisoners and he said "Since we have that tranny, we decided to just let it be a female and male facility." I walked around and the place was filled with inmates of both sexes chatting and drinking something. It looked like a fancy restaurant with booths and dim lights. There was a female prisoner on the phone putting the phone in her mouth and I told her to stop that because it was a sanitary violation.

I was at work walking to south housing. I notice M. Cisneros had my parkour pants on. I ignore it and when I get to south housing, I do a wall run and then notice a lot of the sergeants from the military looking for the flight students. I go look for Cisneros through the work gate but can't find him.

I dreamt that I was in bed and my sister was getting ready to go somewhere with her friend. The news was saying that there was gonna be a storm. I set up my computer and my sister told me my GF left and she was about to leave too, despite the storm. I went to the porch and looked outside. It was raining and I asked "You really consider this a storm?" There were two guys outside smoking or something.

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I was at work but in a barbershop. It was my Friday so I wasn't worried about overtime. Suddenly, I notice it's 8pm and an older woman tells me I'll be staying until 10. I get in my car and call Desirae but see her in the parking lot that looks like the one in Los Lunas High. I ask her if she's stalking me and we start talking. The woman shows up and I saw "You know it's my Friday, right?" she says, "Yeah well we're all working." I get out to go back to work and we see an airline plane. We hear that he won't make it to the runway behind us from that height. The airplane does a backspin but it fails and the plane crashes right after I exclaim that the pilot is an idiot. There is a huge explosion with fire and smoke everywhere around the crash site. I yell at Desirae to get the camera and I run into the bathroom to pee. I notice the toilet water is deep blue and start peeing. When I started peeing in my dream, I was also peeing in the waking world.

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It was bid change at work and I was ready to go work at the tower. I was talking to A. Rel in the staff cafeteria. The cafeteria had huge windows and almost looked like an airport food court. People started telling me that bid change was actually the next day.

I was a contestant in some srt of puzzle game. I got put in a huge warehouse with many rooms were I had to solve puzzles. I had a pistol and a partner that could turn into my dog Ace. My partner started getting stupid so I beat him and a few other people. When I entered the next room, I had a menu that would tell me the objective and difficulty of the room. The difficulty was one star which meant 'Very Easy'. I had to look for stuff that didn't belong in the room. Suddenly, the difficulty stars started increasing then reseting and increasing again. Other stats were saying that my mental health and other attributes were being lost. I quickly ran into the next area, pulled the curtain to the side, and entered the room. It was Halloween themed and there were skulls and scarecrow-looking things with black dresses. I started panicking and feeling fear when I couldn't figure out what to do. I had my pistol out while I was running through the room.I woke up when my girlfriend moved in bed.

I had called in to work but went in to pick up the recruiting paperwork. I was in a pretty happy mood. Dale was in the Level 2 control and so were a few other people. The prison was running extremely short and they were struggling to figure out who to pull and where. We were bullshitting on the radio and someone said to cut it out. People started getting to the Level 2 in their cars and parked them wherever. As I stepped back inside, I noticed my reflection on the glass door. I had spiky hair and was wearing a dark blue sweater vest and a lighter blue shirt underneath. I also had some jeans on and my aviators. I looked pretty normal and happy. I took off my aviators but put them back on again. I went in and Kristy's grampa told me good job and that I made it a long way. C. Sanchez was also there but she didn't look as attractive as she does in the waking world. Her apparent brother was there also. Music started playing and I did a dance to it. I went back into the control and decided to work and help out. I would need an hour to go home and change. I called the Level 3 and Romo answered. When I asked if she had anything at the Level 2, she said yes. I told her I'd work and she told me I'd have to call the prison in Grants to get paid. I walked down the hall towards North Housing and was following a crowd of many people. There were people wearing Military ACUs and there were also civilians and babies. Suddenly there was an emergency and the atmosphere changed. The area outside had flooded and there was a shark in the water. It was dawn and people were attempting to leave. I get on a cheap watercraft and try to leave, tempting the shark on the way out. I notice a cop car parked in the distance. The shark gets annoyed with my actions and dives. Suddenly, more sharks appear and circle the watercraft. I reach the shore and group up with a few people. The sharks emerge and start attacking us. They could walk! They kill 3 of the people in the group and the girl that's left and I run towards a trailer home. The people in the trailer have massive guns and fend off some sharks. By this time, it's night and the area is not as flooded. The younger guy gets yelled at for handling his missile launcher the wrong way. I go inside and some more sharks start attacking. The young guy exits the trailer and blows himself to bits with the missile launcher. I run to pick up the missle launcher and press the small button. My ear gets an agonizing pain from my eardrum being ruptured by the noise of the missiles but I manage to kill some sharks. I grab the button with my right hand and shoot the sharks. My ear doesn't hurt as bad from that shot.

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I am at a long dinner table eating with people from work. We are discussing new assessments. I express thinly veiled disdain at the idea of more testing. I am worried that they will think ill of me for holding such ideas. One colleague has a University of Northern Kentucky marching band costume on. A bottle of wine is produced.

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I step outside of my paternal grandparent's house. It is night. I walk down the driveway into the street. Everything is dim and shadowy. I recall my previous dream and realize that I am now dreaming. Lucid, I break into a run and leap into the sky. I remember mid jump that I should RC and stabilize the dream. I try to get my hands together. I am tumbling through space. I can't control my hands. I bring them up to my face and frantically try to rub them together. No dice. I wake up.

WBTB (5 min) + MILD produced this. Second in as many nights.

I have no aspirations to fly. I have no idea why this occurred. It was almost instinctual.

In my first dream, I was with a group of people doing the physicals for the military. We were stripped down to our boxers and it was raining outside. It was night time. I remember looking at the tattoo on my chest. Later in the dream, the place was in fact a hotel and an older lady and her daughter drove up. They were being rude but later the old lady started being flirty and she flashed me. Her left boob looked deflated and pretty fucked up.

On my other dream, I was the leader at some sort of academy. We were studying when the class started to get loud. Then, some of the students threw stuff at me. I went back to my seat and on my backpack it said that I suck cock. The person next to me wrote it. It was Gayle Martinez. I told her I was going to write her up and the classed changed their attitude as I got the write up paper. An emergency came over the radio and a few people jumped out through the window to help. I followed and Nona Enza was on the parking lot. We had to go save a dog that was drowning. Xavier Hernandez got on a motorcycle and sped off. I got on my motorcycle and followed. We were on the road dodging traffic, following the river. I crashed and the bike flew off in one direction and me in the other. I was able to make it to the river and dove from 2 stories high into the dirty water. The dog seemed dead but it went underwater when I touched it. I kept swimming and two dogs emerged and grabbed onto a nearby pole. One of the dogs was my dog Ace.

It's a little unclear, especially the beginning, I'll try to see what all I can remember...I was at my place of work (Alamo Drafthouse Cinema), I guess in the main hallway because there were lots of lockers. Some of my co-workers were vampires. I wasn't really afraid, I didn't see them as a major threat, they weren't trying to attack me. I'm not sure if I realized it at this point in the dream, but later on I was aware that I was a vampire slayer. However, in the beginning, I felt like I was friends with them or maybe even a vampire also. But apparently one of them (Andy?) had been bitten by a werewolf and was turning into a weird hybrid. That I was afraid of.
Somewhere along the way, the dream scenery changed briefly. One of my co-worker's mother's was throwing away... a model window? It was like a miniature version of the big window in my bedroom, even had the colorful cloth with the Ajna symbol above it like I do IWL (in waking life). I couldn't believe they were throwing it away, I wanted to keep it for some reason. Then I realize there was a smaller one stacked inside of the bigger one. Felt like I couldn't take them both? So I decided to leave the smaller one and take the bigger one. It felt sturdy, like it was made of metal.
Back to the work scenery. My were-coworker had bitten someone else before I could stop him! I felt like the werewolves were more dangerous - faster, stronger, more primal - than the vampires, and the were-vamp hybrids were even more-so. Very quickly more and more people were being turned. They wanted to turn me, like it was their mission. I became lucid at some point around here, and was trying to take complete control to fight them. I couldn't make the things I wanted to materialize come about. I wanted a flame thrower, I figured it was the fastest most effective way to fight them off, so I started pretending like I had one in my hands trying to set them on fire but it wasn't working. I did have a steak from the first part of the dream and was fighting them with that, but it was difficult, there were so many of them. I decided since I couldn't make a better weapon just appear out of thin air, I would find one. Began trying to open the lockers to get better weapon. I thought for sure that would work, but locker after locker I just kept finding shoes. =| Really cute shoes I wanted haha. Most of them were browns and blacks, with heels. Finally I called out loud something like "Why do I keep finding shoes?" to see if my subconscious would tell me what they symbolized/why I kept getting them instead of a weapon. I got an answer, just a voice going through the hallway (which I think now more resembled a school hallway) but I couldn't hear the answer clearly (I've had that same issue before in past lucid experiences when trying to ask my subconscious questions). I tried asking for the message again more clearly, but it didn't come. I felt like the answer I didn't hear well was a bullshit answer, something like "Because it's just what you do"? Whatever. Thanks for nothing, subconscious. Still fighting off were-vamps and checking lockers when I'm able, I finally come across a straight razor, like for shaving. Also, since I became lucid I tried doing some really bad-ass fighting moves, like back flips and other gymnastics type stuff. It didn't feel like I had total good control so I was sort of able to, but it felt slow and sloppy. I tried slitting someone's throat with the razor, it didn't work out that well. It was like it just made a little cut. Hmph. I ended up in a "locker room" in a part with a bunch of showers. There were a few girls showering in there. I felt like all of my co-workers had been turned but for some reason I wasn't worried about all of them attacking me, just most of them. I think I was trying to hide in one of the showers? But they didn't have curtains and weren't really good for hiding so.. yeah, they definitely found me. Around this point, I was frustrated with trying to fight them all off and it not really working and I finally realized maybe that wasn't the point. I remembered something I had read before about dreams where people are being chased, confronting what's chasing them. I decided maybe I had to just let them get me to understand the meaning of the dream, and I wasn't afraid since I knew it was a dream. I was ready to surrender. So I told them "Ok, I'll let you guys change me if it's done by Garret and David" (two guys at work I think could be different sort of people from everyone else, and I'd be most likely to be interested in if I weren't already attached to someone). I think they went to get the guys. Very fuzzy here, I may have changed my mind and said Andy can just do it to get it over with already. Then I guess I woke up before it happened.