non-lucid

First vivid dream in quite a while

At a hotel for a nice date with my wife. It may be a messiah conference, but I decide I'll do something nice and get a nicer room. For some reason, the rooms are labeled in the First, Second and Third class categories. I decide to choose first class (which turns out to be the crappiest) It is a large open room with several double wide chairs (Not quite loveseats, just chairs for fat guys) The room is made in tiers, and it adjoins the main hall. On each tier are 10 chairs. We are given our allotment of two chairs as our "room." People are flipping their chairs over to make beds, forts, etc. All of the people in this section are college age, single men. I drop off our bags, and go in search of better accommodation. We run into a few guys from our youthgroup, who joke and say that perhaps someday, they'll share the cost of a room with us, and run upstairs to the nicer levels. I briefly consider asking some of our other friends to split a room, but realize that my intent had been to do something nice for the wife, and continue my search for an employee.

~~~SHIFT~~~

We are now in a camp setting. In a small, white, farmhouse; which has been converted to a camp-cabin. My entire youthgroup is here as well as my wife. The subject matter is something awkward (Don't think it was THE talk, but something awkward). After the awkward talk, it progressed to some sort of story telling. While telling the stories, the female youth leader pulled out a device about the size of an iron and began massaging the member's backs with it. The device produced a violin hum. A low note sustained, which pulsed with each new stroke of the device. It was extremely hypnotic, and the individuals who were undergoing the massage fell asleep. With the hypnotic sound, and the rhythmic movement, I begin to doze off.

I wake up a few times to see that the youth leader has stopped his story, while his wife is still massaging the youth members. My own wife is still awake and has a similar device in her hand. She jumps on my back and begins massaging my shoulders with it. I quickly recede into slumber.

~~ SHIFT~~

I am at a school, or perhaps a continuation of the same camp. There are large castles, and towers. and wooden structures. I get the impression there are continued studies regarding magic, or possibly psionics. Everyone seems to have abilities such as throwing fire, lightning, shielding, etc. I am an advanced student, and am a bit of a teachers' pet. I have recently gained the ability to throw fireballs, which is something I really am not supposed to have at this point, but because I am so advanced, I am allowed to practice. I remember several situations in which I am in the ramparts of a large, braced, wooden structure. Possibly a wall, or possibly an amphitheater of some kind. I throw the fireballs around, and watch them splash across the creosote coated wood, knowing that my power is neither great enough, nor are my fireballs hot enough to burn through the resilient covering.

We are attacked one day by a group of bad guys (possibly a rival school, it is tough to remember). I remember I am one of the few students that can fight back due to my recent acquisition.

I'm not sure why, but this one stuck with me very hard. It was an extremely emotional dream compared to most.

Seal Chasing
Non-Lucid
Very Memorable

Non-dream Non-Lucid Lucid

The scene starts off with me and my pet seal walking down the street, looking for somewhere for her to play. We come across a gym/olympic training center for swimmers. We go inside, and see no one, so we make our way down the main hall, past an empty reception desk towards a room with large wooden doors. On our left, there is a large trophy case with glass shelves. We cautiously open the door. NO one is inside, so we make our way in. The room is extremely large, in the center is a pool, which has a layer of ice over it. We decide to hop onto the ice and play around for a while.

After several minutes of playing on the ice, the seal finds a small hole, and jumps on it, widening the hole, and allowing her to slip beneath the surface. I rush over to the hole and peer down inside. The seal is playing in the water, swimming around. I decide that the swimming will be good for her, so I slide around on the ice for a while longer. After a few more minutes, I return to the hole and look for my seal, who is nowhere to be seen.

I search around further for the seal and see, at the bottom of the pool, a hole and a very large tube/pipe leading further down. I head out of the room and search for a way down.

Jump.

I'm downstairs now, searching for the seal. I run down the hall, peeking into the rooms on each side. Each room is very long, several hundred yards. They're all filled with water slides, pools, diving boards. Some of the larger slides stretch to the ceiling and large pipes like the one I saw on the surface end just above them as if to go directly from the pool above down to these slides. I continue running, and see more and more of the extremely large rooms on the left and the right.

Finally, I reach the end of the hall, and turn back to go into some of the rooms.

Jump.

Now I'm being chased by large men wearing suites and sunglasses (Secret Service types) I grab anything I can find to use as a weapon. Unfortunately, for the most part, I can only find pens and pencils. I find a maintenance bay, and grab some screwdrivers. As I leave the bay and continue down the hallway, one of them starts running the opposite way down the hall towards me. I pull out my improvised weapons, and begin to chuck pencils and pens at him like throwing spikes. I throw knives in RL, so I'm not surprised to find frequent allusions to knife throwing in my dreams. I stick a couple of pens in his chest and torso, but nothing deep enough to be more than a nuisance. Then I throw a screwdriver, and stick him deep in the collar/shoulder, and he goes down. I continue running and come to a rolling tool cart. I refill by picking up a screwdriver and another pen.

I'm back upstairs now, and I am entering the room we skated in again. Inside are two guards, and behind them is something shining with bright yellow light. I throw my screw driver at the further guard, and stab the closer with my pen. I run over to the shining light, and it is a dear on a pedestal. There are laurel wreaths to each side of the deer. The whole setup looks like a grand shrine. I shouted 'Chani!' There you Are! And the dream faded.

At some point the seal became a deer. The name I called it is that of a character in the Dune series by Frank Herbert.
I don't know why this was so important. I had a lot of emotion invested into the search for the seal. The whole experience stuck in my mind.

After more than a year of slack, I've decided to start keeping a DJ again.

Video Games
Non-Lucid

NonDream Non-lucid Lucid

The scene is a COD Black Ops map. I know I’m playing a game, in fact, at one point I realize that pressing LB and double tapping A make me sprint. I do not know how I had a controller, it was as if I had dual consciousness. I could feel my ‘in-game body’ , as well as my ‘player’ hands. I play around with sprinting for a while. There are mammoths walking around, and I attack one from atop a stone column. The mammoth chases me into a small house, all the while, I’m whacking it with a minecraft sword. I close the door of the small house in the mammoth’s face, but I can see that it will not hold for long. The top hinge breaks, and the door falls partially over. I can see the mammoth pressing up against the door. Somehow Gandalf appears in front of the mammoth and starts banging on the door with his staff and shouting at me to open it. Finally he gets mad and shouts to some deity “AKATOSH MOVE THIS DOOR!” Several times he shouts “AKATOSH MOVE!”

I'm not sure why I had so many video game elements in this one, I haven't had time to play in weeks.

This one is boring, you probably shouldn't read it. I'm only posting it because I've had so few this month that I've been able to remember when I wake up. I'm curious though, the first 2 months I was keeping a dream journal, I'd recall several dreams a week, even multiple dreams per night, but now... slim pickins... Well, here it is anyway.

Uneventful
Non-lucid

NonDream Non-lucid Lucid

I'm walking outside of the house in which I grew up. My family is living there, and I've been away for some time, possibly at college. My sister and mom are playing in the yard, and my dad is presumably inside. I head for the side yard, and where it used to be a large grassy area with a cherry tree in the middle, there were now stables and a large, fenced in area. I look into the stables as I walk past and see miniature horses inside, a few chewing on some hay, others roaming the pasture area, and still others chillin in their stalls. There are also Canada geese walking around, as domesticated, not free roaming animals. I approach my mom, and we talk bit about the changes they've made since I've been gone. I think it's pretty cool that they've built this stable, and it will be so good for the family to have the extra income coming in from the geese and mini horses.

Time Lost

I'm outside with my sister and my dad, near a campfire on the far side of the pasture from the house. It's daytime, mid afternoon, and the fire has burned down to red coals. My sister is lighting small fireworks, watching them shoot up and explode. I approach them, just as she lights a new firework. This one shoots up about 15 feet into the air and explodes into silver powder, which then erupts into a massive fireball. I can feel the heat and the change in pressure, though I'm about 30 feet away. It seemed almost as if there were a hydrogen balloon behind the cloud of silver dust that was burning, Idk. I came closer, making some comment about that last one, when my dad hurriedly runs over and picks up the spent capsule the firework was contained in with tweezers. He tosses it into a beaker which contains some kind of milky, translucent mixture. He swirls it around, and it begins to foam up. He stirs it some more, and it does so again. He is trying to save some of the explosive material to make more fireworks.

Time Lost

I'm heading back outside, looking for something, I'm not sure what. I head over towards the stables, and go through the gate. I head inside, looking at the miniature horses. They're all in their stalls now for the evening. It's about 6pm, the sun is still up, but the light is beginning to fade. I walk through the pasture, and whistle for a horse to come over to me so I can pet it. For some reason, the horses are not all in their stalls now, a few of them are standing in the space between the stalls in the middle of the stable. Then I make the Click Click thing with my tounge, and the horse looks up at me and starts my way. Unfortunately, a goose is attracted by my whistling and clicking, and decides to come over to me. The horse looses interest and bends down to graze. I'm a bit annoyed by the stupid goose, but will settle for petting it instead. I hold my hand out and the goose pulls its head back, investigates it and allows me to touch it. I touch the side of its head, and go to stroke its neck, but it takes a snap at me. I try this a couple more times, and get mad. Finally I decide that I don't care what it does, I want to pet it! I quickly stick my arm out, and stroke it all the way from its head to its body. It's now the goose's turn to get mad, and it takes another snap at me, this time, actually nicking my finger. I reach out to tousle the feathers on its head, and it chomps down on my fingers, as if it were trying to gnaw with it's little beak teeth. My fingers are inside the goose's mouth for several seconds, and I remember thinking that I had always believed it to be really painful to be snapped by a goose, but it didn't hurt that bad at all!

Catching up on some missed DJ entries

Camp
Non-lucid

NonDream Non-lucid Lucid

I remember being in some kind of camp, somewhat like a summer camp type thing. There are several small cabins with large bay windows, and all the comforts inside (large TVs, Refridgerators, munchies, etc). Two of my close friends are there, G and P, as well as my girlfriend, S, I'll call them for the purposes of anonymity. We decide we're going to go hiking, though for some reason I get the impression that we're doing it against the rules. After quite a while of hiking, G starts suggesting that we head back rather than get in trouble when they realize we're gone. We ignore him for the most part, and continue hiking

After a while, we come across some kind of racetrack. I can't remember for the life of me what races on the track, but I believe it's a kind of animal, or maybe robots. There is a lead car which is a medium sized remote control car with big, grippy, offroad tires for driving in the mud. It's supposed to run around the track, making the racers chase it. Like the rabbit at greyhound tracks The car veers off of the track when we get close, and drives off into the woods. There are semi well traveled paths throughout the woods, and we stick to those throughout our adventure. We continue to follow the car for quite some time, and it eventually emerges from the woods on the outskirts of the park/property. We realize that we are way far from where we are supposed to be, so we pick up the car and head back towards camp.

We approach the camp on a ridge overlooking the entire site. Everyone has chosen their cabins and campsites already, and we are disappointed and annoyed that we are stuck with whatever is leftover. The car is gone now for some reason There are miniature 'stargates' at each campsite and cabin, and we've got a 4' 'stargate' with us now. To get down to the campsite from where we are, we must get down a 2 level cliff type thing. There is the level we are on, then about a 6 foot drop, sloped slightly, then a ledge of about 4 feet wide, then another 10 foot drop after that. I suggest that we use our small 'stargate' as a sled and slide down the hill. G points out the huge "Keep Off" sign on the top of the hill, directly blocking where we would need to slide down. I try to convince him that it is a dream, and it doesn't matter. Major missed dreamsign lol I point out the stargates around the camp and ask him if that makes any sense. He replies 'no' but he still doesn't want to risk it. I say whatever, and slide down the the first part on my butt, using the sign to propel me faster like on a slide at a playground. I land with a hard thump. The mud is harder than it looks. It hurt my butt, but I told everyone that I was okay, and to come on down. Then, not looking forward to the higher fall, I slid down that as well. I landed on my feet this time, looked back, and we were all at the bottom.

We started looking around the camp, presumably trying to find an empty campsite or cabin. P is hanging with some friends of his in a cabin with humongous bay windows, we can see they're having a good time and don't want to interrupt. Unable to find anything, we head back to the visitors center, and crash on the couch in the lobby. All three of us laying on the couch together. Not fun. An old friend of mine's mom came in and offered us blankets, we told her no thanks, and she left. It WAS really hot and humid. I start playing around with my gf, S, and I roll back and forth, annoying G. I end up falling off the couch, and we all had a good laugh about it.

Not a particularly exciting dream, but it was pretty long, detailed, and with all the fragments I've been having lately, it's nice to have a bit of a plot.

Arrrgh! All these fragments are driving me crazy! For some reason I can't seem to remember anything these last couple weeks.

Fragment: Hanger
Non-lucid
NonDream Dream Lucid

I was in some sort of Sci-Fi spaceship hanger. Everything is metal and plastic. There are stacks of crates all over and a large freighter to my right. I am wearing a spacesuit and have the helmet in my hand. I put it on top of a crate and sit down on another crate. Two guys come in after me and do the same. Then a kid (probably 11ish) comes in and puts his small helmet in the open visor of one of ours. I remember my view zooming in to show the helmet inside of another. I get the impression that we are laying low from an angry woman (Possibly a supervisor or a wife or something)
We are lounging around, talking and whatnot. One of the guys mentions reading a headline in the paper that talks about a scientist that was imprisoned or maybe executed for 'stealing' a part of the rocket engine he was working on. He was in charge of the part and was told not to let anything happen to it, so he took it with him, and apparently got caught with it outside the lab.
The kid is hanging around me asking me questions in German. I answer him back in German as well. After some time, he wants to play this word game in German of course. I tell him I don't want to play (I speak German, but haven't had to in years, so I don't think I'll be good at the game) He starts begging me, pleading "Bitte, Bitte" I keep telling him 'No' (English now) and after a little bit more of this the dream ends.

Fragment Wedding
Non-Lucid

I was being married to my girlfriend of 2 years. The ring I had gotten her was humongous. The stone stuck out of the ring about 2 inches. It was ridiculous, but in the dream she loved it. All throughout the dream, there was this humongous ex-boyfriend of hers that I hated, but she invited him anyway. I'm a big guy, but this dude was damn imposing. He was about 8 feet tall, probably 450 lbs. Periodically through the dream, I'd walk up and he'd stand in my way, and I would have to ask him to move. We prepared for the wedding, setting everything up. There were large white vans with chairs and equipment inside. The wedding was to take place in an open, grassy park. We spent most of the dream setting up, and then the rest hanging at a reception. I don't remember the ceremony itself, but we were hanging out with everyone afterwards. Towards the end, the big ex starts throwing knives at me. He misses all four knives. I turn around, pick them up, and begin throwing them back. (I throw knives in RL, so naturally I'm really amazingly good in my dream) I stick 2 of them in his chest, and one in his solar-plexus region. The fourth hits him in the arm, where it joins his body, but it doesn't hit right and falls to the ground. He gets mad, and picks it up, and throws it back once more, hitting me in the chest. There isn't any pain, though I do realize the danger of having a knife that close to my heart. He starts throwing the other knives, but still misses me on each throw. I am worried that the knife in my chest will get bumped or something and pierce my heart, so I do the *smart* thing and pull it out. I start to throw the bloody knife back again, wondering how many more shots it will take to kill this guy, and I wake up.


Fragment Old Ladies
Non-lucid

This may be part of the previous dream, but I'm not sure. I am in this church type building. It's very very old. I'd guess late 1800s. There are vertical wooden board walls, and a stone fireplace, and somewhere in the building was a large grandfather clock. I remember there were 3 old ladies sitting in the main room on the bottom floor talking about the games their grandsons play. It had something to do with being on each other's shoulders, and tackling. I can't remember many specifics, but at the time the game sounded fun.

Mexican Excursion
Non-lucid

I'm driving on what I recognize in the dream to be I-69 S, a highway I used to take to get to my girlfriend's old house. I miss a major dreamsign here, because I know for a fact that I69 doesn't go south, it only goes north of my house. Anyway, I'm driving down the highway, and see the sign for the Mexican border. Oddly enough there are no checkpoints, tollbooths or anything, just a sign. I decide 'What the heck, I'll go on a little adventure, I'm not doing anything today. So I head on into Mexico. For some reason I'm driving on a bridge over a forest now, I look down and see thousands of trees as far as the eye could see. I'm distracted by something and I drive off the bridge. I guess I got knocked out, when I came to, my car was no where in sight. I call my mom, and say 'Guess what?' She apparently knew I was driving near the Mexican border, because she says 'You didn't decide to go to mexico just because you were driving so close did you?' I laugh and tell her I did, only I accidentally drove off the bridge. She sighs and we hang up. I start searching for my car, still chuckling to myself about how she knew what I did. There is a large, slow moving river with several logs laying across it. I cross the river, and start searching in the direction of the US. I climb a hill, and find a man at the top. The man doesn't speak much English, but he speaks more than I speak Spanish. He asks me if I have lost my car (ROFL). I tell him I have, and ask him to help me find it. He agrees and starts asking me questions about the car in English. I answer him in Spanish. (I managed a fast food restaurant for a year or so, and picked up a bit of Spanish from my cooks)

Jump

We are now in the sewers. It's not stinky as you might imagine, but it's dark, damp, and a little chilly. I am not looking for my car anymore, I am looking for a little girl. He thinks she might be in here, so we continue searching. We find a child's doll on the ground, in a spot of light shining down through from the surface. We turn down that corridor, and reach a small room. (Like the sewer rooms from Oblivion) He turns around and pulls out a pistol. He speaks perfect English now, and tells me his story. Of course I don't remember the story lol. He is pointing a pistol at me the whole time, and the little girl is behind him. After he finishes his story, I take his pistol, point it at him, and with the girl, start backing out of the room. After we get out, we turn around and start running. The man's younger associate comes runnning after us with a Kriss smg (I had read an article about them the night before) He catches us and we are now in a tiny cage, barely enough room for us both. He holds up the cage, and suddenly I've got long, slender, razor sharp teeth. I decide I feel like an animal in this cage, so I bite his fingers. I imagine how painful that would be, having my long teeth tear into his flesh. Ouch. He lets go of the cage, and catches it with his other hand. Then he stupidly holds it by the bars again, so I give him another chomp.
I wake up.
I now notice that not once in the dream did I see the little girl. Also the man who I met in the forest looked like Mr. Panucci from Futurama. LOL

Cruise Ship
Non-lucid

This one is from several nights ago, I just hadn't posted it online. It was pretty strange, and confusing even just after I woke, not to mention nearly a week later... But here we go anyway
We are in some sort of fancy cruise ship. There is red carpeting with gold trim in all the corridors. The walls are stained cherry, and there are gold/brass fancy light fixtures protruding from the walls at regular intervals. To my right is a super old telephone, it's hooked up to a pc so that guests can make calls on the old phone, and still get the experience, even though the technology is outdated. I get the sense that I and several others have been transported through time and find ourselves on this ship.[/INDENT]
Everything gets very vague after this point.
I've got a sense of being forward in time, seeing problems in the world. Friends are dead. Relationships are ruined. We return home and fix the problems that I saw in the future. As a final act, I must go into an abandoned movie theater. I'm trapped in here, but can communicate with the outside world. There is an old man on the outside with a map of the realm I'm trapped in. He sits staring at it, while on the inside, I'm trying to find a way out. After a while, he figures out that it somehow relates to chess, he circles a few spaces on his map with a sharpie, and I play a game of chess with an unknown force, and escape. Hurray!

-----

Weird Movie
Non-lucid

I seem to be watching a movie. I'm not participating at all in this dream.
The dream begins with very cintematic camera angles. It shows the stomach of a woman. Then a hip with a thong being tied around it. Lips with lipstick being applied. Eyes with Eye shadow being applied. Camera zooms out to reveal it was all done by a 14-15 year old girl. I get the sense that this is a whorehouse in Britain. A 20ish boy knocks on the door, and is answered by an overly made-up woman of 45. She tells him that the girl is not ready yet because he's too early, and tells him that he knows that. In effort to keep his business, she calls another girl to come in and 'keep him busy' until the young girl from the beginning is ready.
A 20ish girl enters the room, and begs the older woman 'Nooo, please nooo!' etc. Girl and boy go into a side room. Boy appologizes for what he said to her last time. I get the feeling that it was very terrible for her. She says 'I thought you went back home.'
The boy replies 'I did but when I saw the British space shuttle on the news, I had to come back.'
I wake up. Lol that was wierd.
I reach for my dream journal to enter my dreams. I am still in bed, with the notebook on my lap, pen in my fingers trying to recall my dreams.
I wake up again... Wow, my first FA.
It's funny though, when I wake up for real I can still feel the lasting feeling of the pen between my fingers. I RC to be sure, and sure enough, I'm really awake. Oh well.

Church Play

Non Lucid

Dreaming about running around this camp type area surrounding a huge church which had been in my dreams a few years ago. It's made of stones with mortar in between, big stain glass windows, nothing too fancy. Small parking lot surrounding immediate area, and further out, were open fields of short, green grass with sparse trees. Further still was a forest. I don't remember too many details but I was running around, maybe hiding from someone. I was mad, I was breaking things, and being destructive. Then people were attacking me, and I was fighting them off. They were organized. Maybe SWAT. Idk

My Girlfriend woke me up and talked to me for a few minutes, then she left and I went back to sleep.
-----
Part2
Lucid w00t!

I am back at the same church. I am about 4 feet away from the wall. Between me and the wall is a decorative section with bushes and small river stones. I pick up one of these stones and hurl it at the window. The window spiderwebs, and I move on. (Here is where I realize I'm lucid) I feel that I'm in Spartan Armor (I was playing alot of halo 3 the day before) I look up and see parked in one of the spaces is a WWII tank like the one in the picture above. The lower half is painted gunmetal gray, and the turret part is white with a blue lightning bolt on it. The turret adjusts and levels at me, and I realize it's about to blast me. I start running for it, and I'm running in slow motion. All the while I'm thinking 'Man this is so amazing! I'm actually controlling this!' I finally reach the tank, it still hasn't fired. I jump up on to the turret and the momentum of my run slides me across it to the hatch. With one hand I lift the hatch, and with the other I grab the driver by his shirt and lift him up. I then take hand which opened the hatch and with all my strength, I hammer him in the face with a mighty punch. I wake up.

This is my first Lucid since joining DV. Before now I had only had 2 lucids and they were both DILDs. It only lasted 45secs or so, but it was awesome. I'm not sure if this is a DILD, or a WILD. I believe I was lucid from the beginning, I just didn't realize it. Idk, if anyone can shed any light on it, I'd be grateful.

Also, this was the first time I've every been able to punch someone in a dream. I've tried many many times before, but it's always felt like I was punching under water. My arm and fist would move so slowly that it would barely have any momentum when it reached it's target.

Scamming
Non-Lucid
I am on a beach in a small bay. Its fairly hot, and extremely sunny. Families with children are scattered about and teens are playing frisbee to my left. To my right is the ocean. Across the bay, there is another beach with more families, and at the top of the beach, there is a small building with large windows, though I can't see into them. Beside the building there is a parking lot with really nice cars.
Jump
A DC child approaches me, and I ask him what's in that building on the other side of the bay. He tells me the 'Scammers' are on the other side, and that I should go and check it out. I'm wary of these 'Scammers' but go to check it out anyway. I walk down the beach and into the water. There are several families swimming around, I avoid bumping into the playing children, and climb up onto the sand on the other side of they bay. I approach the building and go inside. There are double doors, exactly like one of the side entrances to my old highschool (Another reason to be cautious about this place ) I pass a front desk, which the attendant is either missing or is not paying attention because I am not stopped. I walk down the main hallway and see a large room full of well dressed college age kids listening to someone give some kind of lecture. I slide in the back of the room and sit down to listen for a bit. There are diagrams of robot vacuum cleaners drawn up on a chalkboard, beside the diagrams are paragraphs of information, stats, and features of the individual models. Some kid asks a question about the sensing unit on the vacuum they're talking about, and it had something to do with crystals. [Things get hazy here] There is something later about a pool cleaner robot that looks like a red dragon on wheels with a clear belly where debris is stored and bristles on it's mouth for cleaning corners. I get up and leave the class and begin walking around the halls. There is something going on about a stolen memory chip. I see the person who stole it running down the hall, and around the corner. Following closely behind is 2-3 security guards yelling for him to stop. Somehow he is killed or knocked unconscious, and I am alone in a supply closet or possibly an elevator with his body. I check his pockets and find the memory chip as well as a Walther P.99. I pocket the pistol, but keep the chip in my hand. I wander around looking for the exit, and find a restricted area. Of course I enter the restricted area. I walk down the now narrow corridors watching for security cameras, still holding the stolen chip in my hand, with the pistol now in the other. I come up to a secretary desk, and standing around it is older versions of the college humor staff (LOL) Pat, Amir, Sarah, and Jake are all talking, and greet me when I approach. I notice that Jake has long white hair, and is sitting in a wheelchair. I hear a woman shouting. They're looking for me and the chip again. A DC (A girl I used to work with, Brittany) runs up to me and tells me that I have to hand over the chip. I raise my pistol and put it to the chip. I've got a hostage now. The data on the chip is apparently worth quite a bit to them, so I figure this is a good way to get out. I start walking backwards towards the exit with the chip still held hostage, all the while Brittany is trying to get me to hand it over, walk away, etc. We get outside and stand in the parking lot. Brittany points to a car and offers to do something with it, (Maybe supe it up so I can escape with my life or something like that) if I just hand the chip over. She points to a car that sort of looks like mine, I figure she thinks it is mine, but I tell her that's not even my car. She thinks I'm trying to trick her, but it's really not my car. (It was pretty crappy) I wake up.

Again, I only remember 2 dreams, and I was trying to WILD before bed, and screwed up and fell asleep. I'm going to post the interesting one second, even though it came first. Just because.

The Theft
Non-Lucid
We were in some kind of large house, maybe a funeral home, but it was huge and had many levels. I remember we were attending some kind of gathering with two main groups. The white family and the black family. (I'm not racist, Idk why I dreamed this) Anyway, someone from the black family stole something. Whatever it was it was very valuable. I got the impression that it was some kind of magic crystal or something. Anyway, everybody freaked out majorly, and we separated the two families to the two sides of the house. We (the white family, though it wasn't my actual family) started searching for whatever it was that was stolen, and came across some black members. For some reason they started beating them with anything they could find. It then became a massive battle between the two groups. We all started fighting with pool cues and stairway banisters, chair legs, anything we could find to hit each other. After a while the groups became mixed, it wasn't the white vs black family anymore, they both had white and black members. Anyway, we led squads to go secure rooms and areas still searching for the ... whatever it was. I was a leader of a small squad and became separated from them. When I walked into a room, I found my girlfriend (who I understood to be on the other side), and I pulled her aside and gave her a hug. I then continued searching for the missing item. I had a few encounters with some enemy ppl. Wonked them on the head with my banister and continued on. (I can't remember what happened for a while) Eventually I found a bunch of them, including my girlfriend, in a study with what I recognize to be the stolen item. By now it had manifested itself as a pad of paper (Lol this is probably because I've been working so hard to remember to write in my dream journal) Somehow I decide to become a double agent, but still recognize the need for me to return the lost object, so I warned the family that I needed to call in my team and most of them left. I woke up now.

The Game
Non-Lucid
In this dream some other young adults (18-22ish) and myself were attending some kind of academy. We had regular studies and then periodically we had this game. (The whole thing reminded me of the book Ender's Game, where they had studies, but the game was extremely important as well) Anyway, in this game we were transported to this barren, half destroyed city, and were given weapons. (I know it wasn't real to us, it may have been some kind of virtual reality or Matrix type thing. No plugs though) We had present day weapons: MP5s, AK47s, SAWs, Grenade launchers, all kinds of good stuff. Anyway, I think it was everyman for him self. There were mostly guys, but there were several girls. We just ran around blowing eachother up. Our class leader/teacher/whatever was a 30ish black woman with short dreadlocks and silver+topaz beads at the end of each. I don't remember specific skirmishes, but I do remember the end it came down to 3 of us. There were me and a friend, and then this girl with long, straight, black hair and was armed with a RPG. She killed us both with 1 rocket. I remember comming back to the training center laughing about it, and joking that I got killed by a girl. Fun Fun.

Okay tonight I had two memorable dreams. I was trying to WILD before falling asleep, but screwed up and fell asleep.

Dream 1 'KFC'
Non Lucid, Fragment
I was working super late at KFC, cleaning up the restaurant, pretty much sweeping and mopping for what felt like hours. [I don't work there anymore, but I did for a few years] The only strange part was that my old manager, present employees, and gradeschool friends were also there. We pretty much just walked around, swept, and talked the whole time.

Dream 2 'Inception'
Non Lucid
[I watched Inception 2 weeks ago, and was trying to WILD before bed, which is probably what brought on such a strange dream] Okay, a little backstory behind this dream. Apparently in this dream, there are 8 levels of consiousness, each of which are destroyed after a set period. If the inhabitants of the planet don't move on to the next level, they die [or something] The destruction of each level was prophesied so we had some warning. [It had something to do with the position of planets and stars in the galaxy... or something] I arrived in some sort of conference with all the inhabitants (maybe 200 - 300 ppl) in an outdoor amphitheater of sorts. There were charts on the wall depicting the position of the stars, like nebulae clusters. The speaker was talking about how we all needed to travel to the next deeper phase [I sort of remember him saying dream, but not sure] Maybe it was some kind of matrix realm, Dunno. Anyway, We were being reminded that the time was near and if we didn't go deeper, we would die. When traveling to the next phase, one must go down this humongous inflatable slide (Maybe 150ft tall), at the same time as they descend planes consciously. Nobody was quite sure on how to travel to the next phase, and people were going down the slide, and just flying off the end, and getting injured because it was so tall. I was nervous about going down, and didn't want to go until I was sure I knew how to do it. I started asking around, and me this DC who was a compilation of several of my friends, and we began searching and asking around for clues on how to descend. Eventually we came up with some ideas, and just as we were discussing them, we approached the slide to see my dad at the top. I was worried for him because others went down and were injured because they didn't do it right, and didn't descend to the deeper phase. Well he hopped on the slide and started rocketing down, but when he got near the bottom there was this swirl of color and light [Like using the 'New-U' stations on Borderlands] and he was gone. I got really excited and ran up to the ladder, though I was still nervous. I hopped on, and started down. I can't remember exactly what I did, but whatever I did worked, and there was this huge swirl of color and light, and I woke up.

This was my first night at attempting to write in a dream journal and recalling my dreams. I'll continue to do so in the future, but it's getting late, and I'm sleepy. I'm gonna try another WILD tonight, and maybe dream about zombies or something. G'night all!