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Had a number of fragmentoid dreams that seemed to mostly have to do with Dead Rising 2, which I finally got around to installing and playing extensively yesterday. I also remember a sequence where I went out to best buy to buy some expensive, $2000 computer hardware. When I brought it home, took off the plastic wrapping, and opened the box to find a set of elaborate-looking gun gaming peripherals. Realizing this purchase was a terrible idea, I ask my wife if it's too late to return it and she tells me that they won't without the plastic wrapping.

9/25/10

1.
I was playing an AvA match on global agenda (online game,AvA is basically complicated capture the flag) but like,I was IN it. Anyway, I turned invisible and snuck past my enemies,and when I was behind where they were firing from cover,I threw a grenade. Took almost all of them out. I then proceeded to try to capture an area,which was going fine until the enemies came back. I took care of them though,but then realized my team lost another point. So I went to go capture a different area,while all the enemies were trying to kill me. And there was this one hawk lady thing, shooting claws at me. But my gun jammed so I had to go back for a new one (which obviously was annoying). Anyway,after the match was over the place turned into a beach resort/theme park type place. And I went into this shop and put the shoes I was wearing back,and got different ones. Turns out the shoes I was wearing I had rented from that place but forgot to pay. Suddenly my mom was there and she said to follow her, and I did, and she took me to the customer service desk. Where the guy fixed the renting thing. Suddenly I was teleported to what I think was another dream..

2.
Everything was black except for someone talking to me about how to cheat halo. (I don't even play halo) Then I was in a room with my brother,and we both had assault rifles. Turns out we had to get through an area infected with zombies. (I had watched I am Legend,a zombie ish movie the night I had this dream) Me,of course being the zombie killing/strategist from months of playing Left 4 Dead, took charge (being that I always want to be leader,also had something to do with it) and we slowly made our way through the house without much incident. Except for my brother falling through broken stairs into a room with a giant mutated zombie dog. Which he made it out of. Then,we fell through the floor into a room that looked like the stomach of something. And there was this big grey blobby creature talking to us about some evil plot or another. About how he was going to become so powerful, but he needed this diamond thing. And he wanted us to find it for him. Then suddenly we're outside, zombies trying to kill us and all. We shoot the few that are there, and start to go on, but then I realize that shooting ones that used to know us, without killing them cured them. So I went back for a couple, and they helped us. Suddenly we're in a river in a canyon. Me and someone else crashed on this indent that led to a cave in the wall. (my brother wasn't there anymore) We found a platinum and gold diamond ring (rare much?) and we ran into the cave (cuz it was a store) to get another "fake" ring, so we could give it to that evil dude who wanted a diamond. And as I get to the jewelry counter, there's this little girl that's right next to me that thinks I'm her mommy. (or daddy don't remember) And I tell her that I'm not, but I'll let her get anything in the counter (it turned into one of those cheap prize things from arcades). And she got 3 rings. And then the dream ended.

I'm watching the recording of two tourists in Japan visiting. It was night. I thought about how all the shops on this street were getting advertising from the video.

I was there suddenly. Normal people were walking around. Then out of nowhere there were these weird people wearing blue gliding through the air 15m above us and bouncing on the ground. They kept going up and down bouncing everywhere. People got scared.

I was suddenly holding the video camera and I aimed it around everywhere. When they touched someone they turned half into rockets then came back together and infected other people.

The Simpsons where there too. I started running down the street past everyone. People were arguing about cereal.

I went to the side and saw a huge drop off with a beach below. We were on a cliff.

Somehow the story in my dream changed for a few seconds and we were scouting a location for Channel 7 filming something. I had just come from a camp in my dream.
"Yes! See that beach?"
Just before this scene there was something about a cinema, but I forget There was also something about an ocean.
Just before the huge cliff drop there was a little square dug out of the edge so I climbed down into it. It was full of logs so I kind of slipped and grabbed onto the edge. I was hanging down with the beach below me about 30m away. I tried desperately to get back up.

Someone from a tv show on Channel 7 was there, but he wasn't real. I did have anything to grab onto to pull myself up so I grabbed onto this guy's shirt. It kind of ripped off and I heard a VoiceOver saying "You can see (blah blah) without his shirt on at 8:30 Tuesday on Channel 7" like an ad.

Suddenly there were two girls above me as I was still on the edge. They were arguing about cereal. I wanted them to help me but they said "Wow, carrots? They're for wimpy fat people" the other said "Yeh, and same with Special K!" (a kind of cereal which I don't eat)

I had a bag of Special K so I threw it up at them but they made me go further down the cliff. I tried to see where I could land, but there was just rocks underneath me. I also had the legs of Bart from the Simpsons.

They kept lowering me down and I could see Maggie hanging next to me. Then I dropped onto the beach finally, which was now only 3 metres down. Homer and Marge were suddenly there. I was facing the cliff, but not standing near it. Homer and Marge were in front of me and then 'infected' Maggie who suddenly flew/rocketed away into the distance. "Homer said something like "Ahh, she really flies fast doesn't she?"

The end.

Then I had a dream about zombies.
I was in this house and it was night, and there may have been other people. I can't remember all of it, but halfway through I'm on my own in the house, but with the police from the last dream who were in their car. Their car was on top of the stove. I went up to it and the woman inside woke up and suddenly got really big teeth and roared.
The guy inside the car fell out the other side, dead.

The woman came down and I smacked her in the face. She stumbled backwards into the dead guy who was a zombie too. He woke up and... *memory gap*

The end

Date: Sept.12
Time: between 7am-10am

Important Note:
Again, from the night before I tried that no preparation technique of being completely confident about LDing, and it actually worked twice in a row. I did a mini WBTB. I was only up for about 5 minutes before falling back to sleep. I remember the dream before I awoke, and my lucid dream after.

Description: A long semi-vivid dream. I remember mostly the ideas, and feelings of the dream, but not that actual order of events, and I have lost details throughout the day since I was late for work. My lucid dream was very short, or maybe I don't remember some of it. Again, tried different techniques to fly, but was only able to jump higher than usual.

Dream: So I am in my backyard, with a couple of family members. For some reason we walk out into the front yard and look down the street. I see a couple of little kids riding their bike, for some reason we all think we are about to get attacked by zombies. So we decide to be defend ourselves in the house. I remember my dad telling me to get my bible, so I rush into my old upstairs bedroom and grab a red bible that was sitting under some papers. I rush out of my room outside, and talk to my family on what to do. We are by my front door, and to the left where there was a bush, now there is a secret staircase leading down, kind of looked like a bomb shelter of some sort. I never go down. I start talking about, once somebody gets bit, then the infection will grow rapidly. That soon we will be defending ourselves against the neighborhood. And eventually we will be in the apocalypse, and might be the only human survivors. That we need to leave, the house and drive far away. Nobody listened to me. I kept repeating myself and getting frustrated, because no matter what I said, nobody would listen. It got dark out, and my nephew finally listened. So I took off in my car with him and headed for some strip mall, that had a couple of big stores in it. I remember trying to tell him we need to go to Chicago. But then I awoke to my alarm.

LD: So I fell back asleep and ended outside in the front of my house. It felt very cool, the wind was blowing, and it was late morning early afternoon. I remember for some reason I thought I was dreaming, so I did an RC of the nose plug, and it failed. I didn't get to excited, because I have learned to control that emotion when in an LD. So I said I was dreaming, and decided to try to fly. Before going to bed, I looked up how to fly in a dream. So I tried out different techniques. One was just look up at the sky and jumping. I did this, but all I did was jump kind of high. Then I tried imagining the ground moving away from me as I was in air, but that failed. I can't remember anything else, but I know there was more to it.

Got quite a good haul tonight; 3 decent-sized sequences that I'm going to split between two posts to denote a break where I woke up and wrote down some notes.

This first one may have been longer on the front end, but this is where my memory picks up: I'm living in a house with just my dad. I'm in the back yard enjoying the beautiful weather. I'm sitting at the top of a hill, looking at the sky. As I look back down, I notice the back yard is a mess, stuff is scattered everywhere and there is dog poop and urine stains all over, on the ground, and on the walls. I notice my neighbors' back yards are nice and neat, they're all separated into distinct sections by a short chain-link fence. I go inside and it's a mess inside as well. Pissed, I call for my dad, who shows up quickly. I yell at him for letting the dog shit everywhere. I tell him I'm going to go to the store and that everything better be cleaned up by the time I get back. I get into my car, but I decide instead of going to the store I'm just going to run away and live somewhere else. I try to plan where I want to go, I decide I'll fly to Alberta, Canada, then from there to Vancouver. I figure my dad might still be able to find me there and he'll be mad, so I decide I should keep going to Europe. I pick an arbitrary spot to land in Europe, so I pick Budapest (I had to check Wikipedia to verify Budapest is even in Europe and apparently my subconscious knows exactly where Budapest, Hungary is on a map; I should also note that my starting location was in southern California and as I was planning it I was seeing the path I was planning to take on a map with a line for the air route Indiana Jones style). So I go to the grocery store, which had an airport on its roof. I go up to the roof to get on a plane.

This dream may have transitioned into the following one; my memory of it starts (as I'll describe shortly) with flying as the previous one ends with it, and the sky in both situations was yellow as though it was dusk.

It's the future, but it's a zombie apocalypse. But not quite an apocalypse; there's pockets of humans living comfortably and there are quarantine zones. I'm at an airfield near a forest, learning how to fly (the airplanes are these tiny hover airplanes). I watch another student (who is Jesse Eisenberg of Zombieland fame) successfully take off and then do a couple loops in the air to show off. I do my own take-off and continue flying to explore. I wander into a massive city, only I notice that it's conspicuously abandoned (also note, the sky is now blue). As I continue, I suddenly realize I've accidentally flown into the quarantine zone, just in time to just barely miss getting hit by a raising camera bot with a zombie hanging off of it. Since it's the future, and there's some advanced technology, they use automated hovering camera bots to watch over the quarantine zone. However, sometimes one of the zombies would grab it, causing the hover blades or the bot itself to be destroyed, so to solve this problem they programmed the bots to fly up and continue flying up if they get grabbed until the zombie falls off. Looking forward, I see several more upward flying camera bots with random zombies hanging off them, some occasionally falling off. Though I'm filled with some dread, I figure I'm fairly safe up in the sky so I continue exploring. Some ways in I find a series of very large buildings that are completely intact. One of them has a large airport on top of it (what's with the airports on top of buildings in these dreams) and as I continue I can see into some of the buildings. I come to realize that this is some evil corporation who's trying to exploit the zombies. In some places there are crowds of people moving around normally as though they are busy at work and aren't in the middle of a zombie infested quarantine zone, but in other places I can where swarms of zombies are attacking people who are desperately trying to escape. There's places where it looks like there's a special forces team fighting zombies. Another place looks like a grade school; a nervous student answers a teacher's question but is wrong so she is taken to a closet and left outside, zombies burst through the door and attack the girl. At another classroom area, a student lures the teacher closer but then attacks them in rebellion so they can escape. The other students attack him too and knock him out, so they all flee. I find what looks like some kind of vent that's large enough for me to fly down into. I come out in a busy office hallway; the ceiling there is high, so I can hover above everyone's heads so most of them don't notice me. There an intersection, and nearby is a black guy in a suit who is apparently the boss of the whole operation. He's giving some sort of evil monologue. I continue to look around while listening; there's windows into labs where technicians in sterile suits are working on something. The boss guy's assistant has noticed me and is trying to get the boss guy's attention but the boss is too into his monologue to be interrupted. I start to head back the way I came to leave, but as I get back to the vent I notice it's been covered over. While I'm trying to figure out what to do, the boss notices me and approaches me enthusiastically, he shakes my hand and asks me how I've been and other small talk; apparently we've met before. Another guy comes up the stairs nearby, I recognize him as a supervisor that I had for a previous job and I'm worried because I know he'll recognize me and know I'm not supposed to be there. The boss waves him over and "introduces" me to him, then tells him to find me a room. After boss guy leaves, I tell supervisor guy that if he lets me in on whatever the evil corporation is doing I'll keep quiet and won't try to escape or anything. He agrees and we get on an elevator. Inside there is what looks like some sort of special forces team. One of them looks half-zombified and is wearing some kind of special suit. We get off on an abandoned floor, the team goes first and readies assault rifles so I assume it's an unsafe floor. I wake up hereabouts.

Last night was amazing regarding dreaming. All my dreams were apocalyptic but i controlled probably a fourth of the dreams in total. I don't remember all that happened when i controlled them. I'll just tell some that i can remember some of.

The first was a zombie dream. Patrick Stewart was president and assuring the people not to panic. This part i had to watch about 5 times because of FA and the dream kept doing it. A guy is at a fast food place. He looks over near the counter to order. He sees a girl with a little foam coming out of her mouth. She looks over at the guy ordering food. She passes another guy watching her do this(turns out he was one too, but i found that out after about the 3rd FA). She then proceeds to bite and attack the guy ordering.The person watching this recorded some with his phone, then got his ass out of there.

This is when i show up. I begin just outside the building.(I'm going to combine some of the FA since some are very short and they do kinda go together). I know that there are zombies around. I don't see any, but i'm in a back alley so thats the reason they aren't around me. I climb a ladder to a building with a small garden on it. I hide in the garden i guess hoping to wait out zombies. Brilliant right. Well eventually a zombie comes and attacks me. I see him sprinting at me maybe 30 yards away on the roof i'm on.

I decide to jump off and while falling i see another person( but in jumping i become lucid).While still in the air i try to fly but fail. Then something odd happened. I didn't see myself. Its like a camera was still on the roof and not wanting to follow me. Then a second after i was able to watch what i did like a killcam from mw2. Apparently i breath fire at two of them, one of which i didn't know was there, and then turn to fight the one that had just jumped down for me. A weird thing comes out of its mouth like a octopus's tentacle. Then i wake up in a bed thats a FA.

I'll tell the other stories later.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-7

It starts with me meeting up with the zombie leader outside of a castle filled with humans. The castle looks somewhat like disney worlds, just more gray and decaying. The zombie leader tells me we are outnumbered thousands to one. I don't really care and return back to the castle. Dream fast forward. Me and 4 others; 3 kids; 2 were boys, and one was a little girl; and my friend are killing the zombies out on the drawbridge to the castle. There is no moat, but there is a drawbridge. I'm using a mini uzi, and have a ammo indicator from Left4Dead. Me and my friend are fighting them off and the children are following us. I Conserve ammo because reloading is a hassle while running. We keep fighting them until we come to a road. The road has very thick brush on both sides. A perfect area to line them up and shoot em down.

Me and my friend start running while the kids stay at the entrance. They didn't attack them(probably as they didn't see them as a threat). So we are running down the road shooting behind us and my clip is empty. I have another, i put it in, and try and cock it. But the cocking mechanism is very hard to push in. I keep trying but it doesn't work. So i sprint further and try it again. I push as hard as i can and then i finally hear a little "ping" and a smile comes to my face.

I turn around and unload on them. there was probably 30 of them left when i started. Closest being 10 feet away. He got 15 rounds in the chest before i put 5 threw his head. All the zombies fell pretty easily. Unfortunately the kids were at the end of the road. We ran down there and i knew what had happened before i was there. Two of the kids were shot. The little girl was already dead, and the boy was bleeding. The other boy was perfectly fine(i think the one that was fine was supposed to be the son of my friend). We pick up the kids that are alive and have to leave the little girl. We run to the end of the road with the heavy brush on both sides. A car parks at the other end. I know we are safe. We get near the car and the dream ends.

I personally loved that dream. There were slight horror moments in it, but it was mainly a shooter. Plus i got to kill zombies in second person. But yea, no melatonin used, thats all me baby.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Night one (17/08/10):
I'm on the phone with my mother, an earthquake stikes. It gets really bad, my house is shaking a lot and I think I might die, but miraculously, there's no damage to the building whatsoever. We talk about it for some time on the phone and the feeling of having survived is incredible.
Then I'm on some island with a group, hikking on a volcano side. Suddendly it shows signs that it will erupt and we try to get the hell out of there. Then it gets blurred.
Then I'm wandering on a shopping center - I get lucid, I think about the future and future lives and I'm carried into a new dream in the future.
I'm orbiting the earth on a ship, seeing the planet through a window. Someone by my side tells me that the graphics on the screen (some orange areas overlapping the poles) are sites where the atmosphere is in serious state of degradation and will soon disrupt. I feel his worry and want to know more but it ends there.
Not lucid anymore, I'm now helping some young people renewing a house they occupied, when the police comes to arrest us. They offer no resistance but I hide and run away. Then I start being chased and I use my ability to fly to get out of there. But there's this guy, not wearing a police uniform, and he can also fly! I think "shit" and he soon gets to me. Strangely enough, when he gets me, I feel extremely attracted to him, I seduce him and I kiss him. He offers no resistance and it gets hot.

Night two (17/08/10):
I recall being on a city, on the subway, but no details.
Then I'm on a train, my boyfriend is there with me, along with other people. We need to get out at a certain station and I have my bags ready. Unfortunately my boyfriend forgot to pack and all his stuff is still in the sleeping cabine. When we reach destination he just gets out and I'm left behind packing his stuff. I feel upset but decide to get out on next station and come back to meet him.
Then I'm on a public pool or aquatic park. Lots of people, lots of fun, but I'm just watching from this platform/balcony and passing by.
Apparently I'm again with my friends from the train or whatever. We're walking a deserted area, when some strange aircraft flies over and drops ahead some kind of gadget - looks like a missile. One of the guys goes to see what it is and takes a little box containing a little insect-like spy robot from the thing. As a group of agents/militaries approach the place, we try to get out of their way and watch what's going on. They see us but realize we have no clue what's going on, so they just take the stuff with them and go away.
Later I'm again with these friends on some mountain with view to the ocean or a lake. We are in a kind of gathering, with a guru, everybody sitting on a circle on pillows. But it seems to be quite a silly thing what is going on, so one of the guys comes to me and suggests that we go do something else. We go downhill to the water and I realise I'm also very attracted to him. For some reason there's a point on the dream in which I start to sing "Mi Chico Latino" from Geri Hallywell (go figure, maybe the guy was latino, but I didn't notice). He dives on the water, clothes and all and I'm feeling quite happy, almost like a teenager in love.
Maybe because our other friend kept the tiny robot he had stolen, the camp is attacked by agents - bombs exploding everywhere. But we are by the water and we hide behind a boat.

Night three (18/08/10):
It started with the classical dream of zombie's attack. I came in contact with some kind of "alien" creature that was "infecting" people to become zombies at his service. He saw that I saw and he chased me. He could send laser-like rays through his eyes and he managed to burn me a little. I almost died but escaped.
Then I tried to warn everybody, but the zombie people looked entirely normal so they were already on the subways and on the streets and they spread exponentially. Soon after it was impossible to be on the streets because they were everywhere. Don't remember what happened then, maybe I just got tired of the dream and moved on.
In another dream I was again with some anonymous group of people. We were outside, I think there was a wall behind us and I was feeling frisky. I started flirting with a guy and he wasn't even interesting. He offered some resistance so I ended up playing alone, if you know what I mean.
So I found myself in a house. I remember being on a balcony and realising I was in some foreign country.
I walked around visiting the place but not really sure of where I was. I had a plane in 3 hours to return home so I needed to go back and get my bag from the house, but I saw this Zara shop (of clothes) and fell in love with a red dress for only 6 EUR! I bought it with debit card and realized that the people on the store were speaking spanish. When they realised I was portuguese they started talking to me trying to convince me to register for some kind of event. I told them I was just departing.
Then I had another dream where I was watching a conversation between two people that I know, they were talking about having some money to spend and I approached them with a concrete suggestion of how to apply that money (something that I'm actually organizing in my wake life). We were standing on the lawn in front of a house and all of a sudden there was an explosion and all the glass, wood, concrete, was flying in our direction. Everything was in slow motion, I threw myself on the floor but was aware that I would be hit by some of those debris. Althoug I wasn't fully lucid, I was kind of aware it was a dream, so it was interesting to think about how it would hurt me, but didn't feel afraid.

What I found most interesting in these dreams is that I had the feeling that some of the DCs were actually dreamers sharing the dream with me. The guy that was chasing me through the air, the guy I flierted with, the guy who stole the robot and the guy that invited me to the water, they all had something more than regular DCs, they left an impression on me that they were actual people.

I'm actually kind of glad I didn't go lucid last night. I probably would have done something other than go through this totally awesome dream I had. It was super vivid and realistic...I seriously felt like I was there. And honestly, I might have been just a tad bit aware that I was dreaming, due to the car thing...but I'll just tell you what happened now.

It was a pretty normal day...to begin with. I had one of my video jobs to do that day, and it required a team of people driving from place to place all day long. We had it all organized and figured out, though, so it wasn't stressful or anything; just another thing to have to do for the day.

The first three film locations were easy and went smoothly. I got all the footage I needed, and everybody did what they were supposed to and did it well. We stopped back at the hotel we were staying in for lunch and planned out the remainder of the day--still normal. But when we were about to leave again, I went to the bathroom and on my way out discovered that everyone had left without me! I gathered up all my equipment as fast as possible and tried to run after the car, but they were already way too far off to hear me call, and it was impossible to run while carrying all that stuff.

Fortunately, a friend was driving by just then and he stopped to ask if I needed a ride. I got in his car (which was unnaturally small, and which I observed without gaining full lucidity, if any) and he took me where I needed to go. However, once at this final location, things would go anything but as planned...

I caught up with my team by nightfall. They were gathered in a dark alley, all of them evidently very scared.

"What the heck was that!?" I shouted. "Why did you guys just leave me back there with all the..."

"SHHH!!!" They all replied desperately.

Then I saw what their problem was. A few feet away from me, out of the pitch blackness, a light turned on, and I heard the familiar sound of a Geth. Within moments, a million other similar lights turned on all around us, the same sound of communication echoed through the walls, and we knew we'd be dead in a few moments if we didn't get the heck out of there.

"Hey! In here!" I heard one of my team members shout.

We all turned around to see him at an elevator on the outside of one of the buildings. We got in as fast as was possible and rode it to the top floor, hoping to escape. But on our way up, we heard the chilling roar of a zombie, and soon witnessed several jumping down onto the glass roof of the elevator. Fortunately they were not too bright, and when they collided with it, they simply were thrown off from impact...but there were more where they came from.

We got to the roof and instantly looked for a door to get us inside and away from harm. We found one, but halfway there, I stopped everyone.

"No." I said. "We have to finish this!"

I clamped together the tripod legs on the camera I was carrying and tightened the camera itself so that it wouldn't budge from its position. It was a metal camera, and I figured it would make a great club.

"We can take them."

My friends got the point and hurriedly threw together some makeshift weapons. Then we waited. Before long, zombies and Geth and headcrabs and other such creatures began climbing up the side of the building and trying to attack us. With a loud war cry, I swung the camera and tripod through the air, doing a spin move, and landed the camera right on the head of a zombie. It was thrown back over the side of the building and burst into pieces when it hit the ground (it was probably an 80-story fall).

It was a huge battle. We had to stop each and every creature from climbing onto the roof, or if they made it all the way up, we had to knock them off the edge immediately. My group and I were doing well, but it was only a few of us against millions of them. Even with my camera-club (which was by far the best weapon we had) and crazy attack moves we were slowly being pushed back.

I hurled my whole body against an oncoming zombie and threw him over the edge. The effort made me stumble and land on my knees right on the edge of the building just as another zombie was reaching up to pull himself to the top. I remember his face...skin totally white and rotted from death. His hands and arms had no skin left, just a bloody mess of muscles and bones. As I sat and watched this monster approach me, I thought for sure he would grab me and throw me over the edge before I would have a chance to do anything about it. And then...

The Indiana Jones theme began to play as the man himself burst out of the door behind us and start pulling off awesome moves with his whip and gun. Shortly after that, Lara Croft, Luke Skywalker, and Jake Sully (in his Avatar) showed up, too! We had a chance now, and with my renewed hope, I grabbed the face of the zombie with my bare left hand, ignoring how disgusting it was, and then bashed it in with the butt of my tripod. The creature screamed and then fell, defeated.

After that, the fight was an easy victory. The last thing I remember is peering over the edge and looking at all the bodies in piles below...

and then I woke up. But here's a funny little sidenote: all the moves I did in the dream with the tripod I can now do IRL! Hmm...

The whole thing starts with me and 2 of my colleagues from school taking refuge in a shelter. It had 3 rows of doors closed one after another and the final one had some sort of combination, not like a seif one. On the right side of the door there were some numbers placed in shapes, mostly triangles but they we're hard to see. You had to figure out 1 of the combinations to close a lock. it had several. After i did 3 of those i quited and went to lay down on a bed. There was a room with 2 beds, just like those found in hospitals. They were nicely done and the chamber looked all nice. There was another door which i suppose it was a bathroom.Now for some details about the plague. It spreads by touch. If you touch anybody infected you turn into one.They looked like some big zombies, walking around trying to spread the disease. They weren't the most intelligent zombies I've seen. They were kinda dumb but they weren't the only ones who transmitted the disease.There were other humans, particularly a young women, 25 years or so. After we lock ourselves in the chamber i lay down on a bed and think of what is happening outside.After 1 minute or so passes i get out of the bunker and head into a small building. It had only one room, and 2 windows. A small one which could be easily opened and a big one which seemed to be just a piece of glas on the wall. Inside there was the woman i talked about.She comes towards me and i just ask her to give me a little time to just say goodbye. She agrees and when she does a man walks past us. She chases him outside and i run to the bunker. After i enter we were to close the doors but she was coming for us. She was pushing the door. All 3 of us tried to close the door but her hand slipped through and was trying to infect us all.I pull back a friend and get touched myself. We close the door and when they( my friends) were coming to me i make a leap backwards and yell " Stop, she touched me!!". After she walks away from the door i walk out in search for a cure. The symptoms were beginning to show . On my hand i had some marks , as if the flesh began to rot. After some walking around i get a bright idea(well it was a dream after all)- Mixing the virus with the blood of a woman immune to the disease and passing it through a series of filters we would get the cure.I head towards her but when i try to get a sample of her blood nothing comes out. I try again and this time i aim for the biggest vein i could see. I finally get some blood and make the cure. I treat myself then start organizing a resistance. I get all of my friends, colleagues, everyone i ever knew and headed to a chamber down the hall.The door is opened by a tall women, 30 years or so and she starts to spread out weapons and drinks. When i get there she only gives me a bottle of vodka and said you'll find enough weapons laying around. I have none left. I take a mouthful of vodka and go on a killing spree. The first guy that shows up ends up on the floor after a series of punches and kicks.I grab a weapon from the floor and hide after a concrete pillar. 2 zombies go to a chamber nearby. I decide to test my weapon. It was pretty useless for ranged combat. It shotted 3 balls of light that moved slowly through the air.I missed. I get noticed and one of them heads towards me. I shoot him and his leg flies away filled with blood.I kill some more of these freaks and the dream ends. It was one of the best dreams i had for a long time

1. I'm playing D&D with my girlfriend, and we are in a fight with a zombie dragon. There are lots of laughs during the fight as we exchange stock quotes and in-jokes.

2. I'm in a Space Station 13 style futuristic lab, where there's been an outbreak of several weird diseases. I have one where rats constantly burst from under my skin. Looking for a cure, I stumble into a field of zombies. A zombified CZ (junior when I graduated high school) attacks me, and I punch her in the face. I then proceed to wrestle her to the floor and do a chokehold, snapping her neck. I remember the experience as strangely erotic...

3. I'm winning huge on a Japanese slot machine in an arcade.

4. I'm watching a dirty soccer match between some African country and the Tamil Tigers terrorist organization.

07/24/10

Something about angels that die at the same time as their human mates... I should really stop reading bad fanfiction.

I'm running away from zombies. I want to take to the water, so I steal my uncle's boat and go down the creek.

I need supplies. I find another boat, but apparently it's owned by the still-surviving Mafia. I steal the boat.

Now I'm being chased by thugs sent by the Mafia, as well as zombies. I run into a building, blasting holes through walls and ceilings, trying to make a route to the roof. I realize that I'm dreaming. I try to black out and go to the first location I think of (the apartment in Ixburg). I stop, everything around me faded to grey, and wonder why the hell I'd want to go to Ixburg. I fade back into the dream and keep running.

I make it to the roof. My enemies are right behind me. I jump down onto a white truck, and make a run for it, laughing.

Later. I'm on the road in a camper-trailer. I'm making dinner and doing dishes. Oma wonders if there's not enough protein in the pasta I made.

We're going to see a movie in Moose Jaw (real place, I do not kid). We park the camper and I step out with my cousins. I look at the showtimes, but Despicable Me isn't playing in that theatre anymore. Apparently this is the first day it's not showing. I'm very sad.

The Mafia. Scare Factor: 3.

Notes: I'm writing up an especially epic dream from two days ago, which seems to directly follow up Seven Minutes in Heaven. Basically, Castiel (from Supernatural) gets captured by someone, and I take the opportunity to thoroughly mindfuck Team Free Will.

I look out my bedroom window and find that there is debris from a storm covering my front lawn, and a horse is sitting where the mailbox should be. I run downstairs into the garage, but I can't find the opener near the door, so I run to the other end, where another opener is, and I find a dead squirrel on it. I yell and run back inside.

*Time Lapse*

I'm outside with my family looking at the damage from the storm, and I am eating something. Some dogs start coming into our yard, and my sister says it's because their owners never fed them. Soon, there are people who are acting like dogs that approach us, and we run inside to escape the zombie-dog-people.

God. Dear god. I don't normally have nightmares, but this is a fucking whopper. I honestly have to get this out of my system. And don't think I'm overreacting, because while you may be able to read this, you'll never be able to read it.

To understand why I don't become lucid, this is my logic: I'm watching horror movies on TV. That's all. But I can't help but be pulled into them as if they're reality. But that's not the real problem, because I really am becoming part of it. Now carry on.
It's starts off innocently enough. A nightmare, to be fair, but nothing like what's to come. I'm a kid in this weird sort of daycare that seems to be in the middle of a desert on the outskirts of town. Suddenly, bombs (assisted by parachutes) slowly start drifting towards the ground. I can only crawl, but I have to get away. The bombs only blow up enough to kill one person within about a foot of it when it touches down, but there's plenty of em. I scream for everyone to get away, but no one listens. You'll come to realize in this dream no one ever listens. One kid, my best childhood friend in real life, dies. Thus the scarring begins. There's something dangerous outside. I take refuge (now I'm my normal age, late 14) in a hospital/bank/mansion called "Eurao" (it only holds that name as a bank, as a hospital or mansion it is nameless). This will come to be my life's worst decision. For there can be no escape from Eurao.

Our responsibility (placed upon us by some boss, as at this point we're working for some reason) is to rescue all the people of this hospital. Me and a more informed buddy of mine were working on people in the second floor. He was telling about who I was assigned to. He said they were called throaters, people who for whatever reason want to be in the hospital so bad they totally wreck their trachea. There are two staircases to the second floor. I'm on one, and I notice the other is strange looking. When I investigate it, I discover that each step is actually a movable slab, used for housing morgue drawers. I then come to find everyone on the second floor is dead. And the third. I wished with all my heart I could save the poor kids in the surgery floors and intensive care, but there was no way. The second and third floor residents were now zombies, and they chased us back to the first floor. The mansion. Now try not to get lost, because my memory mostly falls apart here.

What I do know: The house (or spirit of the house) is alive and malevolent. I also know it is testing us in scenes. Meaning there is one distinctive enemy or threat at a time, and never do threats overlap. And there is ever so slightly time between scenes to regroup. Now I don't remember much of this part. I believe someone died by the zombies. But then came Hook. His own little scene in himself, he wasn't what you'd expect of a dangerous killer. He looked homeless. HE wore a big brown robe made from some large sack. His hair was oily, orange, short, and in dread locks. He had one tool with him. A small toy scythe, maybe with a two inch blade. But it was razor sharp. How he worked: He would only kill one person. He would cut off a body part. He offered them the choice of what he should cut off, but no matter what it was you died. One more of my group died, and I had the horror of being in their POV at the time.

Next thing I remember, I was isolated at the end of the house in one large room, home to the morgue stairs. I don't remember what happened, but it was big. After the scene, I ran to the other end of the mansion to the room where my friend was, alone. We were now the only ones alive. His POV. In this final scene, the house itself possesses a ceiling fan and wires. Only the ceiling fan could kill anyone it hit, and the wires were like tendrils, looking to strangle anything they could find. Now my friend had a gun. The only way he could stop this thing, kill the house, and save our lives was to shoot out the five lights attached to the fan. Which with five bullets, a faulty pistol, and the rapid movement of the fan, was very tough. But, coming to a very close call, he did it. He survived. We heard people coming in. We locked the doors (always the threat of zombies) and looked out the windows. They were family and friends, come to celebrate the end of whatever catastrophe had been occurring outside. As we turned around to greet them, a tendril shot across the room and pierced straight through my friend's head.

I couldn't celebrate. Everyone but me had died. The house was still a threat but no one believed anything had really happened there. There is no greater stress than having knowledge that could save everyone's lives and not having them let you. I even got five of my closest friends into a car at one point and floored it, but I couldn't get away fast enough from the house. I pulled over to have an emotional breakdown and another person took the wheel. Ten minutes later we were back. But there was one person in the house I couldn't let stay. My sister. I made her promise me she'd get in her car and drive away, as far away as she could. I guaranteed her she would die today if she stayed. But her word was broken, just as everyone else's was. Then came Hook. He was back for round two. Now facing me. But I knew his tricks, his moves. I knew him now. I ended up pulling away in just the right time and stole the scythe and killed Hook. To my joy, my sister finally understood and left for good. To my dismay, no one else did.

I come back inside, wandering a light-less corridor where I could swear we had night-lights to guide the way. I come to the main living area at the end of the hall and see a family friend there. But she's the only one, and eventually leaves. The TV comes on, and I know the face I see. It's the face of the house. After surviving once, the house knew it had to rid the world of the one that got away. I run to my bedroom. The lights go out and I hear movement. I break the window to the next room and jump through. I land in an impossible room, housing a machine of death made by the house. It was very Rube Goldberg, and almost resembled the game mousetrap. I knew there was nothing I could do, so I prayed. and right before I was crushed, the machine malfunctioned, then collapsed, then disappeared from existence. I'm now in the large room parallel to my bedroom, lights and all on. I hear a person coming down the hallway and lock the door. It's my mom. This is our house. My sister's fine and well in the next room. I've been watching too many horror movies...