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2018, 01-19

The Dark Tower – Déjà Vu

This may be the first dream I’ve had for a while. It was a Dark Tower dream. But it seems like a rerun. I am in the town of Tull. This is that first town where are the Man in Black left a trap for Roland. I only briefly pause, thinking this isn’t right, but I don’t really give it that much consideration. I see Roland here. He is going to a small house. I go towards him, but he has not yet seen me. Roland knocks and then kicks the door down. I go inside behind him. There’s a fat woman here sitting on a chair looking like she’s waiting have sex with him. She says she has been touched by God. She has actually been fucked by the Man in Black. She says she will be giving birth to a king. Roland says she will be giving birth to a demon. She doesn’t seem to want to believe it. Roland asks why the Man in Black healed a man called Nort, who was a weed eater. She says that’s what angels do, they heal people. And then I speak for the first time. I ask her if he was an angel, why did he not fully heal Nort? He healed the body, but left the torment of the addiction. The Man in Black brought Nort back only for more suffering. No angel would do that. Both of them look over at me, surprised to see me. The fat woman says something about there being two interlopers and then demands that we leave.

Roland and I are heading back towards where he left his mule. He says there may still be time to avoid the trap. I’m not sure exactly what he means, but I know these people are being controlled by a force of evil. I see them looking out of their homes and buildings with darkness in their eyes. I tell Roland I can heal. At least most of them. Maybe not all of them. He looks at me strangely, and then says he’ll give me every chance he can heal them, but if they come at him he will have no choice. I tell him I understand. After claiming the mule, all hell breaks loose. I am using the song Full Moon Light from the Devil Hunter soundtrack to purge the darkness from this area. Above, the light energy forms what looks like a moon hovering over the town. The entire town is bathed and it’s light. Most of the people look disoriented and confused, and then they pass out. A few others continue their attack. Roland makes quick work of them I am figuring that the ones that continue their attack probably beyond saving. Roland asks about the unconscious ones. I tell him that they should be fine a while. He goes into a local bar and start taking some supplies. He leaves gold on the counter in exchange for them. Roland wants to know who I am, but not here. He says we should get out of town before they all wake up.

Roland and I walk out of town. I am expecting to be looking out over a vast desert with no sign of life, but instead it seems that the town is surrounded by more people. These people look like zombies. Roland says it looks like there’s going to be more shooting after all. Zombies are closing in around us. Roland asks if I can heal them? I already know that I cannot. I tell Roland that as I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and the zombies approach. I noticed that we aren’t alone. MoSh is here. MoSh asks if I’d intended to leave him out of this? There’s no time to answer. The zombies are upon us. Roland’s guns are deafening. He is firing quickly and repeatedly, taking out a zombie with each shot. All of them are headshots. MoSh has some guns of his own. He is also blowing away zombies, the bullets he is firing explode on impact, incinerating the zombie. I am cutting down any zombies to get past the gun fire range. The zombies look pretty much like normal zombies, except for their eyes. Their eyes are solid black, and it looks like there is an eternal abyss within each zombie. After the zombies have all been defeated, MoSh comes over and looks at me. He asks if we didn’t already do this earlier? I have a sense of déjà vu. I tell him I think we already did this part. Roland is looking at us both strangely, I know he’ll have questions. I don’t have time to think much more on the topic, I wake up.

Badass dream. I was "hunting zombies" inside what looked like an abandoned, dark apartment building. I encountered the little scorpion-like enemies from Resident Evil: Revelations 2 while crawling in some kind of tunnel/ventilation shaft. They chewed on my legs a bit until I guess I shot them. I had two weapons (that I remember), a mini-crossbow and a revolver (not my usual G19 pistol, an actual revolver). I entered a certain apartment which I knew to be a "resistance hideout". I was pretty sure they would all be zombies by now. I slowly opened the door (very tense atmosphere), and shuffled inside with my gun raised. There was a mirror, and I could see myself in it. I was wearing my black leather trench coat and I recall thinking I looked kinda badass. Like some kind of Van Helsing demon-hunter. The zombies must have disagreed, because they came pouring out of the room from around the corner. I think I killed at least four. I opened the revolver's cylinder, and checked ammo. I had only two rounds left. I removed the empty rounds, then closed the cylinder again. The resistance leader suddenly came out. He was infected, you could tell, but not nearly as badly as the ones I just killed. They were fully "zombified", with a kind of... mold... growing all over their heads. Anyway, I aimed at the leader's head. He did not attack, but rather exposed his forehead in such a way, it was clear he wanted me to kill him and put him out of his misery. I could not pull the trigger because of the "can't pull triggers" phenomenon. I was all out of ammo, for virtually all of my weapons. The leader then spoke, and said he'd help me find ammo for my weapons. Turns out he'd known me a long time (but I didn't know him), he'd been expecting me and he was sympathetic to my cause.

Less epic dream. I was living in a very spacious apartment next to a car showroom (which was on a first floor in a building next to mine). I was tasked by Ferrari (?) to clean up a container in the harbor. I told myself I'd do it tomorrow.

Sabbath, paperwork, level and boar shovel

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It was a dark afternoon and the evening was close. I escaped from my house, a big, victorian mansion in suburbs of some big city and took a bus to it's centre, thinking about why I escaped from there. I realised that I did it because my sisters literally were witches about to have a sabbath. I had enough of their magic for some reason. Taking a walk around dark streets, I entered some shop and searched for stuff that I could defend myself with. More people entered the shop, they were my friends and tried to help me to stop witches from destroying our house or doing something even more horrible. We convinced checkout assistant to fortify the shop and set up a safe spot there, but I knew that I'll have to go back house sooner or later.

Suddenly I found myself in some office. I had to fill in some forms taken from lobby downstairs and follow a spiral staircase upwards. I had to dodge opening doors once, as some woman was leaving her office and accessing the staircase. I finally reached the office I was meant to leave my papers in, only for clerk to tell me that I need to fill in some more forms. I had to go back down and up three more times to get all the paperwork done, then left the office. I was summoned by my witch-sisters back to our house - they were flying on their brooms, tearing through walls and shooting beams of energy from their walls that blasted holes in it. It was a ceremony of destruction during their sabbath.

My perspective changed for a while and I saw myself working on a level for a video game. I said "Now, that's a great idea!" and imagined myself how the level looked and played out. The player would start in an airlock from which it'd be able to access an interior of space station.

Then I was in some ancient ruins deep underneath the destroyed mansion. I was a knight in full plate armor and I had some companions with me. We ran towards some altar on platforms hanging above lava and met my sisters. They wanted to kill us, so we defended ourselves and fought, eventually throwing all of them down to fiery death, awakening some kind of evil serpent-god. We battled with the monstrosity, killing it with arrows and swords. When falling down dead, it ripped a hole in cavern wall where I immediately jumped. My companions started shouting "Boar shovel!" and I raised something that kinda looked like a strange mix of battering ram and shovel. I started digging for unknown reason and mistakenly dropped one of my gauntlets to lava, yelling "My knightly gauntlet!".

Then my perspective changed once again. I saw an arctic ocean with an iceberg. From underneath the deep, gray-blue water the evil serpent-god emerged and said "In the end, I always win!", my witch-sisters flying high above the serpent, leaving colourful trails on the sky.

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Outbreak, recalling dreams within dream, survival, facing new world, avatar powers and "semi-lucid"

I left a bus and looked at, seeing my reflection in one of windows. I was a tall, muscular, bald man in black t-shirt and in jeans trousers. There were a lot of people in there, it was some kind of a FEMA encampment or factory turned into an evacuation shelter. Suddenly people all around became aggressive and started attacking each other, then anything that was even moving. I was defenseless, so I started showing zombies finger-guns and pretended to shoot them, which actually spawned real colt gun in my hands. I shot my way from courtyard and was about to get to safety of encampment. I saw some horrified dog running towards the entrance that was automatically closing during emergencies like this. I heard some voice saying "And then the death race to doors began! Who is going to make it? Him, or maybe the dog?" I started running after the dog, almost catching up to it, but the canine jumped forward in last moment - the gate closed, leaving me outside. The voice spoke again, saying "So the dog made it."

I decided to look around. Looking at that place I thought that it could be a cool location for a game, and recalled myself a previous dream that I had. In that dream I was a stalker and there were several heavily fortified military fortresses behind my barn.

Then I came back to the reality I was in - there was no way to enter the encampment, but I could see entrance to sewers nearby. I cautiously approached dark tunnels and sneaked through sewers to some supermarket in city centre, shooting undead on the way. I lost all my ammo, so I had to find some melee weapon. There was a long, thin pipe that I could use as a staff or bludgeoning weapon, so I picked it up and moved upstairs, meeting with other survivors. My younger sister was one of them. We moved to some abandoned shop overrun by zombies and cleared it. After clearing it, some cop came from nowhere and cuffed me. As he was taking me somewhere, my sister freed me and he started escaping. I chased him and smashed his skull with my pipe, then strapped it back. With other survivors we decided to leave all the stuff for later and moved to another store. It was a fortress made by other survivors. We surveyed the area when suddenly another cop cuffed me. Sister freed me again and I chased the cop, but he opened the way for zombies, so they could get inside the safe spot. We gunned down all the undead, but owners of the fortress died. With my group I moved to that store we cleared previously and started packing my backpack with foodstuffs. No one else was doing that however. I cautiously checked contents of every glass jar, taking many of those ready meals, and then we moved on.

A map looking like it was made for a NES game appeared. I saw my group on it, inside ruined city. There was a small riverside town and a big metropoly. I saw roads with trucks and other vechicles of 20th century (as in, communism era). A voice said that this small town was forgotten, living in a shadow of a great metropoly ruled by evil dictatorship. Then I saw huge ant-like robots powered by steam marching through cities and that Poland was within one of destroyed nations. The last thing that the voice said is that one must defeat guardian of bridge to enter that little town. With my group of survivors we moved there and everyone except me went through bridge undisturbed. I was stopped by the guardian - a huge bear walking on two legs. I've seen it as if it was a sidescrolling NES game. I shot the bear with machinegun, curiously it shot arrows not bullets. When the animal retreated, I got to the city.

Everything started to look like an animated movie, everything seemed to be drawn with pencil and coloured with crayons. Me and the group of survivors I travelled with had our new lives here. I was living with some family as they let me stay in their house. One day when we were having a breakfast, a group of lizards armed with spears busted into our house and were about to attack me. Instead of escaping, I called the powers of four elements and started blasting those lizards with them. I felt all the forces working on my body and gaining those powers felt as if this part of the dream wasn't meant to be and that I forced it. Everyone in the house asked in disbelief "Does he have avatar powers?" I blasted almost all of those lizards away, but two of them kidnapped father of the family. I burst out through wall and saw them far away, almost reaching mountain top in the distance. I tried to fly up there, getting high up to the sky, but I fell down on the road and made a small crater in it. Several more attempts of flying, I could feel something stronger than gravity pulling me down, but there were no more craters on landing. I got to the mountains, but there were no traces of anyone. Suddenly I received a vision of myself. I was in despair, as I couldn't link great fires after the bell toll and let dictatorship grow strong. Suddenly the kidnapped man appeared and said "That's what I was trying to make you recall."

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Damn, writing down those convoluted dreams took much more than I thought it would. Empty spaces are for easier reading, those dreams actually had no breaks between each of "scenes".

Boatload of dreams this night, a lot of it XXX-rated so expect to see a lot of "redacted". We start with a fully redacted sex dream featuring REDACTED.

I'm held captive in a room up high in a skyscraper. I remember seeing a painting (?) and thinking the bad guys are the developers of the game "Hitman". Random, I know... The jail had bars that somehow "rotate" (hard to explain) which makes it impossible to break out. A jail guard sees me move and assumes I wanted to escape, so he comes in and installs an additional neck restraint which secures my neck to the wall. At some point I escape anyway, and jump through a window and fall down. But I somehow knew I'd be fine. The skyscraper looks quite futuristic.

In this dream I was flying outdoors, using a poncho I was wearing as a cape that helped me fly (it generated lift, somehow). I landed, and continue a previous plot by talking to a Spanish girl (something about her high-heeled shoes?).

Zombies attacked our old house. I was in the garden with my mom. I tried to fight, but my guns would not fire (I couldn't pull the trigger, typical in scary dreams), so I had to resort to using an improvised melee weapon.

I remember REDACTED & a T-Rex, and I saw in first person from her perspective how it bit her, holding her in its maw (still on the ground). Her sight went black, and I saw her body on the ground with a bite taken out of it.

I was watching TV, watching REDACTED by dinosaurs and giant wurms (like the ones from 2005's King Kong). REDACTED, thinking my dad and his wife Debby (who were in front of me, also watching the movie) wouldn't notice. I asked them what these wurm-things were. My dad simply said (in that typical tone): "Could you stop that, please". I knew he knew REDACTED." I simply replied "I'm not doing anything".

I remember a scene in which I recalled I'd forgotten my bicycle somewhere in southern France... I figured I should leave it there, as the cost of retrieving it would be higher than the price of the actual bike.

Dream that started in a gym and has way too many small random details, I will not bother to even *try* writing this all down. REDACTED on catwalks above the ground, waiting for them to start fighting (and REDACTED), but it doesn't happen.

2017, 04-27

An Appointment With Zombies

I am in my car driving my grandmother to a doctor appointment. Neither of us say much because she is hard of hearing, and her left ear is towards me and she is almost deaf in that ear. So rather than yelling, we just don’t talk. I pull into the parking lot of the doctor’s office and get out. My grandmother looks around and says this is the wrong place, she asks me if I have forgotten that the doctor has moved. I pull a Homer Simpson (D’Oh!) as I remember that the doctor has, indeed, moved. Fortunately the new location isn’t far away. The new location is right next door to the place we are at. Since my grandmother is elderly and has some difficulty walking far we get back into the car and drive to the building next door.

My grandmother and I go into the building and we have to take an elevator to get to the correct floor. We come out into a large waiting room and my grandmother goes over to the reception desk. I look around and then I sit down in one of the chairs. I see my grandmother is waiting in a short lone, and then I notice there is a sign-in book sitting out. I think maybe I’m supposed to sign us in so we can be seen in the right order, so I go to the book and I sign in. I sit back down and see that there are numerous people all dressed in black around me. I slowly become aware that they are here for a funeral, and the sign-in book is for the mourners, not for the doctor office. Now I realize I shouldn’t have signed the book, so I go over and scribble my name off of the list.

Now I see my grandmother is ready to go. I’m not sure why she isn’t going to see the doctor, but I don’t question it. We leave the building and I notice something strange about the people walking around outside. They look normal, but they behave like zombies. Everyone stops and turns towards my grandmother and me. They start coming towards us slowly but threateningly. I try to get my grandmother to hurry back towards the car, which now looks like KITT from Knight Rider. My grandmother doesn’t notice the change in cars, we both get in and I start the engine. Apparently, the car only looks like KITT, the AI computer is not present. I drive from the parking lot and look in my rear-view mirrors to see zombies getting in other cars and giving chase. I go faster, getting involved in a high-speed chase trying to outrun them. My KITT is fast, at least, and I am outdistancing them. I drive over a hill and catch air, jumping far higher than I would have thought possible. My grandmother is cheering and having a blast, telling me to go faster. But I don’t get a chance to speed up, everything fades and I wake up.

Navigating a large, zombie infested building (skyscraper-sized) with a team of 4. I had a sawn-off double-barreled shotgun which I used to keep our pursuers at bay, but it didn't really hurt them much. At some point I pretended to be a zombie by walking slowly like a cripple and making zombie sounds. It seemed to work! But I wanted to keep up with the others, who were advancing upstairs quickly. At the end I saw two blonde women from my team, one headed through a door on the left, the other through a door on the right. Only when I woke up did I realize the one on the right was going the wrong way. The left door lead to a "communication" room on the roof.

Playing a rally game in multiplayer. I was slightly ahead of my opponent, who was generally a much better driver than me. He cut a lot of corners, and gained on me - but I started imitating his style and cutting in places where no one in their right mind would cut, and get away with it! I finished the stage a few seconds ahead of him, with a time good for a place in the top 450 (of thousands of players), while my opponent was in the 600's.

Zombies

I remember being on the moon with someone who may have been Raven Knight, we were practicing some special moves on a horde of zombies. Not many details i can recall.

Dog FA

I was lying awake for real and nodded off with my dog at the end of the bed who was also asleep. I had a FA in a dream version of the bed and the dream dog lifted his head and smiled at me and I remember he had a funny face.

Bus

I am at a greyhound bus terminal. I think I am going to Edmonton. I board it and sit down. It pulls onto a large highway. I just fall asleep on the bus feeling the motion of a bus. I feel it enter a large turnpike and can feel the force of the bus turning. For some reason it's very relaxing so I sleep.

Wrong Convention

I'm in some sort of large conference area. I take my seat beside a bunch of young people. In the middle of the room I see a display that says, "Dr. Who". I get excited. But instead of Capaldi, Matt smith, or any others that play The doctor. Some black guy in a suit comes out and starts talking in a microphone. He says this is not a Harry Potter convention so everyone has to give up their fake wands. People groan and pull out fake multi colored plastic wands while a security guard collects them in a bucket.

Balcony problems

Brief memory of stepping onto a balcony for a smoke. The gravity seemed heavy and I kept almost falling off the balcony.

School and Starcraft

I'm in a school playing a weird starcraft game with A and E. They don't seem to interested however and leave the game. I am surrounded by terran armies and siege tanks. I get up from the game and the mini armies follow me so I stomp on them with my foot.

We go in for another game and this time E seems to be helping me. I remember looking at her blue eyes at some point and becoming transfixed.

some time later I pick up a sketchbook that belongs to A and then E says I should really look at it because I will find it interesting. I flip through pages of lame stickfigures. Then on one drawing is a nicely realistic drawing of me. and below is a caption saying, "I love this guy." I flip through more and find more journal entries of her saying she has a big crush on me. E giggles at these entries and I say this is impossible. A says she hates me all the time and frankly I don't like her much, what kind of fake news is this?

Killed by Hit Girl

I'm wandering in some apartment building going up a flight of stairs. My vision zooms out and I'm watching a movie or something with Tommy lee Jones in it. He breaks into the apartment he's looking for and corners some guy. The guy speaks and I realize it's that DG from my lucid who I fired. Tommy pulls out a gun and moves towards him, "I wouldn't do that If I were you." Joe cool DG says. Tommy moves toward him again and I see a sharp sword come out of his chest. He slowly turns around and I see Hit Girl from Kick Ass is the one with the sword. He stares at her for a moment in dis belief when something like water starts pouring from his wound. He falls on the floor and begins shuddering and sobbing while the water turns blood colored and goes all over the floor. I wake up here.

Dream Cookies

Dream frag of standing in a kitchen while Asuka pulls out a pan of fresh cookies. I go to eat one but my vision goes all grey and pixelated and then I wake up.

I saw some underground cavern with small, blue glowing crystals. There was a whole society of intelligent chinchilas. They have gathered in the middle of the cavern. Chinchilla elder had some sack with glowing crystals, all of them were arguing until he made them quiet and said about prophecised end of the world. Suddenly water started gathering in the cavern. I turned into that elder chincilla with crystals. Everyone was escaping, but I decided that it would be for the better if I dive deeper and drown.

Suddenly I found myself in my home, barricaded. Looking through windows I saw legions of zombies smashing everything on their way and going towards my house. I tried to move from bathroom to kitchen, but there were two zombies in the hallway. I ran past them, but doors to kitchen were barricaded too. Suddenly my sister with grandma opened them and helped me close them so zombies won't get us.

I've been rather busy, and I actually forgot to get online yesterday until I was already laying in bed and there was no way I was getting out of it. D: I'm heading to bed soon, but I have to get home first. Still on campus right now. Lot of homework already.

Dream 1 (Technically Lucid): On Monday, I took a brief nap while sitting up on a chair in the library. I only remember a few fragments of my dream from that: I was at the beach, then I was at Costco, and then my notes say "loved, romanced" but I do not remember that.

I was lucid for only a split second when the dream first began, and then it faded into a regular dream. I was only asleep for maybe 5 minutes or so. Does that still count? I think I started to try and figure draw but then I lost lucidity. At any rate, if this doesn't count as a WILD, please let me know and I'll take out the points accordingly.

Unfortunately, I did not remember any dreams from that night's sleep. I was so tired!

Tuesday:
Dream (Full Not Quite Lucid) 1: I was walking around in a place that looked similar to my university's library. For some reason, I thought in my illogical dream state that it would be cool if everyone around me became a zombie. Then I realized that I didn't actually want it to happen. And then the dream faded. .____. This is because I woke up IRL to the sound of my roommate yelling "Escape this garbage!" I freaked out, but then I realized he was just sleep-talking. Or at least I think he was. Anyway, scared the crap out of me.

Dream 2 (Fragment): There was this cool tunnel structure with tiny little sugar guys living in it. As in, creatures made out of sugar or candy. They converted some piece of their dwelling into a hot tub, and relaxed in it. I think that this dream was influenced by this cute teacup dragon illustration I saw shortly before bed when I was browsing some of my favorite art blogs. ^_^

My daughter keeps getting apocalyptic dreams, I said I don't , so as a result I did.

I was with a group of others, hiding atop a ridge of square concrete blocks. Hardly moving as a load of infected people went by, on both sides, unable to run for fear of being spotted.
Met up with Rob and friends who had been infected, he was pissed that I hadn't been. He had a bleeding arm with a big bit of metal sticking out, so he gave me a bear hug and stuck it into my arm to infect me. It stung like hell. Thanks Rob, lol.

Beverly game

With pack of classmates we were playing some video game. It was night, we were running around Beverly Hills, seeking monsters. First we entered some factory and went down into some basement. There was a huge furnace surrounded by small hybrids of humans and bats. I drawn my pistol and shot, backing off to the exit. I was back in the streets, I entered a car and drove away from there to some park. Then I was ambushed by more monsters.

Water zombies

I was walking around a city. It was noon, horrible heat wave hit at that time and people were always carrying some water with them. A strange illness turned people into zombies, but instead of human flesh they longed for water, trying to get it desperately. It was calm back then when I just roamed the streets. Seeing that my water was running dry, I asked some chubby man wearing a pale brown shirt, black shoes, jeans and glasses. He had brown hair. I asked him if he could give me some water, as he had a canister with him and I had only a small bottle. He refilled my bottle and I thanked him, but as soon as I took a few steps away, people from the crowd and man with canister turned into water zombies. I ran, chased by the crowd.

False awakening + MILD, ToTM attempt

I woke up in my bed, it was dark all around in my room. I thought that there's something not right and made a nose plug reality check. I realized that it's a dream and went out of my bed. I immediately thought about task of the month. I left the room and through the hallway I went to the kitchen. It was dark, I looked at the light bulb thinking about light and it started blinking. I waved my hand at it and it lit up properly. I thought about an advanced task, the one about pulling head through ground or floor. I lied on the floor and tried to push my head through it. I had slight problem at first but I managed to push it through the floor, and saw just ground that my house was standing on. I got up on my legs and thought about DC showing a dance. Suddenly a black man with white hair, wearing a fancy smart entered the kitchen. He started singing some nonsensical song and dancing weirdly. I woke up.

School outbreak

I was in school, it was nearing midnight. There were toxic gases filling the air, with group of classmates we were wearing some protective suits with closed air circulation. We were armed with many different weapons. There was a zombie outbreak due to some bombs shot on the school building. We were wandering around the school in darkness, the place was mostly empty. We entered one classroom and looked through window - there was a last stand of people in a building on the other side of zombie infested street. I told everyone that we have some bottles with air left, but they won't be enough to last a few hours in school, and that we should move on to streets as there's no gas there. Everyone hesitated, as we've seen zombies violently killing survivors on the streets.

WBTB attempt. Failed.

Fragment

I was driving my car, heading towards school. I was going to drive through a railway crossing. It was a cold but sunny morning.

I'm in a hotel, checking in. Go to the front desk to pick up my keys and they tell me I'm in room 135. There's not a lot of people in the lobby. I get into an elevator for the first floor. Why I needed to get on an elevator, no idea. So I'm in a hallway looking at all the plaques on the walls in front of all the doors for my room number. The numbers aren't in any sort of order, but they do all start with one. Then I realize, there's way too many people hanging out in the hall. I finally get to my door, use the actual key, not a key card, open the door, and something just doesn't feel right. The lights are on, I barely peek my head in and I just have a bad feeling. The coat rack is knocked over. So I decide to go back to the front desk. I turn around and there's still a lot of people in the hallway, just sort of milling about. In all my time in hotels, there's never been this many people in the hotel hallway, not even on Spring Break. Then I'm taking a closer look at the people... and they're definitely zombies. But they're not attacking me, like zombies are traditionally known to do. So I wonder... am I a zombie? And then I realize that if I'm having any cognizant thoughts at all, I must not be a zombie. But why aren't they attacking me? ::shrug:: So I get to the elevator, and someone else is in there with me, not a zombie. I look for the button for the 8th floor and realize that it's already lit. A bunch of numbers are lit. Then the elevator doors close, and I'm on the Tower of Terror at Disney. We're flying up and down and I notice there's someone in the corner operating the elevator. Looks evil. But smiles? Anyway. I realize that this is a ride at a theme park, thank the operator, and get out of the elevator.

I think I'm in my bedroom at my parents; house. Or the guest room. Anyway, I've been watching a lot of Charmed recently. Piper is in my room. I'm super attracted to her in my dream. We're all smiley and giggly. I lean in to her and say, "I really, really like you!" And I remember thinking, girl is totally straight, what the fuck am I even doing? But what the hell, I'll tell her anyway, what's the worst that can happen? So we start kissing and everything's cool. Then she's not there anymore, I'm still in the room and in my hands is a magazine open to an article about Japanese sex dolls, and what they all do, and rating them 1-10 and giving a description, etc. I am perplexed and sort of disgusted by this. Then I throw the magazine down and walk out of the room, and someone comes out of the other room. I look at the wall and make a comment about how the decals look good there. There were some tribal sort of decals on the wall, and they really didn't look good there at all come to think of it. ANYWAY!

False Awakening
Lucid
Non-Lucid

Sometimes I can't recall the actual order of the dream because it all feels the same. Anyway. I'll tell it in the way that makes the most sense. Jack always wears blue and black, though this time he also had a grey vest. He appears in uniform, police or military. He has dark hair and pale skin. He's always my friend but is sometimes more.
I wake up in my house but it feels strange. I can't figure out why exactly but I know I don't like it. It's like having a word on the tip of your tongue. Anyway, I get out of bed and I wander down the hallway. I glance over my shoulder and it's only when I realize the master bedroom is swapped with the other bedroom that I know I'm dreaming. There's a subdued sense of relief and I make my way to the front door. Instead of being on the east wall it's on the north end, and it feels so damn familiar. I know I've been here before. I push the front door open and frigid winter air greets me. I'm delighted when I find it's snowing. I can feel the air and the sharp bite of the snowflakes melting on my cheeks. There's a white crosshatch gate. I open it and climb out onto a massive snowdrift, laughing and spinning in a circle. My neighbor crosses the lawn and I wave. He gives me a small smile and ducks his head against the icy wind. This does nothing to dampen enthusiasm and I throw handfuls of snow into the air in wild exultation.

Suddenly I am back in bed. I experience a moment of vertigo as I sit up. It's only when I realize that the two bedrooms of my apartment have switched places that I know I'm dreaming. Still, it is a distant realization. I move toward one of the two closets and look inside, there is an old washer and dryer set in there. I back out and see Jack there. I should be clear though, I only know it's Jack in retrospect. I have been doing this a lot lately. Depression makes me indistinct and so my recurring dcs are indistinct. I know him because he is wearing blue and black, as Jack always does, and because he feels the same way. He's the right build, though I never see his face.
I recognize him, standing in front of the other closet. He is mine.
He shows me the new washer and dryer set in the second closet, though I have already seen it. It's like a game. I turn to kiss him and get an impression of pale skin and black hair, also very much Jack.

There's a lapse. A very stark lapse. I'm in a dim hospital. Jack was a police officer who was killed on duty. All of his friends gather in vigil around the room containing his body bag. I can't quite believe he's dead and I wander away from the sober scene, all those uniforms gathered in chairs around the room. That is the only reason I survive.

The hospital is so very still in the late hours of the night. Dim. Quiet. The recently dead become quick, nimble zombies pouring down the hallways in waves. I hear them before I see them and have a moment of intense annoyance and disbelief. Of fucking COURSE there are zombies. Why the fuck not.
I run away. I realize I'm barefoot. I can feel the doors under my hands as I push them open, and the rush of night air that greets me. And the sound of the undead pouring out in my wake. I almost lose my lucidity and think I have to find MY car. Then I think "No, you're lucid. ANY car will work. PICK ANY CAR." I don't get to find out if that is true. I run for a car, the zombies coursing around me like I'm a wide river stone. I pull a car door open---

My vision...fluctuates. I try to focus. It's hard to say how I do it. It feels like I'm looking up, like I'm willing my eyes to close? I find myself in a motorcycle shop with a familiar blond, bearded man in a leather vest. I immediately start to cry. "Where am I?" I ask him. "How did I get here?"
I move around the counter as I ask these questions, my eyes straying to the tv mounted on the wall behind him. I ask but I already know that he saved me from the onrush of zombies. He asks me if I've seen a certain documentary, or heard of a series of experiments. I know of it in a distant way, but it still feels like I'm lying when I say I've seen it and he seems to know it is a lie. He explains that the undead are everywhere and they managed to pull me here, though it is unclear if I will turn.

First dream

I was in my bathroom, it was a dark evening. Lights were turned on and doors closed - I sheltered in bathroom so zombies wouldn't get me. I heard them rampaging around my house, destroying everything. They weren't coming closer to bathroom, they were avoiding it entirely. I thrown some paper through a window, and realized that someone could be hiding in another rooms. Then I realized that it's a dream and received lucidity. I phased through wall and and got outside - it turned into a warm summer day. There was a group of people sitting on benches around stage, where one man was talking. The man was bald, and he was wearing a light brown sweater and jeans trousers. He said "Now I know you all almighty douchebags are all lucid dreaming addicts..." I haven't listened more and just phased back into building and found someone alive in one of rooms. It was a blonde woman, about my height and weight. She was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans trousers, she had really long hair. I took her hand and we phased through walls into a safe room in the house. As we entered it, the building changed and it was a really tight storage with wooden walls. We were standing close to each other. Really close, as it was a tight room. We kissed for a while, I found out that I can just control level of pleasure received with my thoughts, and pushed it until everything went black.

Second dream

With sisters we were in some ruined city swarming with zombies. We had our weapons ready. We were running through a destroyed flat, shooting down every zombie. Then suddenly we found ourselves in living room, in front of tv. We were inside a movie, and now we were back in our house. We ate some sweets and then I wanted to go to toilet. I walked through doorway and got teleported to some platform. I became lucid and vividness of the dream increased. I looked at the platform I was on - it was constructed from rock blocks made out of light brown stone and chiseled atop to mimic tiles. The platform consisted of six rows of them going horizontally. On both sides there were fences made of gray stone, curved inwards. Looking forward I saw just blue sky with some clouds floating gently. I moved forward and saw a huge, beautiful and monumental castle going out of the mist. I was there in some previous lucid dreams. This time the castle had a huge tower, and was much bigger in size and much more beautiful. When the whole mist dispersed, I could see the building in it's entirety and it's whole beauty - my jaw literally hit the ground as I started at it in awe.

The only way inside was to fly, as the castle was floating on the skies. I felt a strong draw towards the tower. I felt that it must and has someone important waiting for me. I felt that my goal was to reach the tower and meet with that person. I started flying above such platforms like one described before, just much shorter. There were also frames made of dark brown bricks, through which I flied in order to reach castle. Then I flied into a barrier that made me see only dried lava - layers of basalt and obsidian. Controlling speed and height of flying with thoughts, I managed to break through the barrier and was almost in the castle. Then I heard an alarm clock, with my thoughts I shouted "Shit, alarm clock!" And it echoed in my mind until everything went black and I woke up.