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Damn it! I had already written 4-5 paragraphs of this when it got deleted. I don't feel motivated to go into my dream snippets with as much detail and gusto, but I'll try (yayyy enthusiasm ). To summarize, I have 4 dream fragments, some of which were chained between waking, and I remembered more but they faded before I could record. I promise it'll be have mas detalles manana. Until then, adios

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I am walking in a planetarium/mall, with train tracks looping across the floor, and planets of various shapes and sizes hanging from the ceiling. At some point, I am on a tour, but am ignoring the annoying, overenthusiastic tour guide to play with a piece of red lint on my jacket (much more interesting, I know). I eventually wander off and make it into a room with a giant, rancor-like monster situated in the dead center. There are oblivious pedestrians streaming past him, and he is growling menacingly to deaf ears. For some reason, I can drop a tab down over him, listing his name and "level", which is 594.

I am in a public bathroom similar to one at my soccer academy in waking life. As I walk past the vacant urinals (with no dividers, for some reason), I stop near to the end, taking a piss. As I do this, I notice a young couple studiously swapping spit in the dead center of the bathroom. Not thinking it odd, I zip up and leave (dream germs are dangerous too, kiddies).

*I wake up at this point, get some water, and record the first two dreams*

I am back outside the bathroom with some friends, wanting to investigate a scream. When we go in, we see the woman has been brutally murdered, and there appears to be a teeth-shaped cavity in her arm (nope, no zombies, sorry). For some reason, I think suspicion might fall on me, and eagerly run to a table that has appeared in the middle of the room and hold up my axe (apparently I own one), to show it is clean and unbloodied. I then point to the man from earlier, holding an bloody axe and standing over the woman's body, blood dripping from his mouth.

*At this point I wake up again*

I have somehow learned that the man is similar to an x-files monster of the week, and in addition to being a cannibal, gets most of his energy from electricity. The bathroom lights are out, and when I run outside, the door leads out of my house, and I am in my neighborhood. I run out into the cul de sac and scream at each of the neighbor's driveway in turn; "Turn it OFF", as they comply. I do this with 3 houses, then get up to the house where a quite attractive girl lives. We've had an on-again, off-again relationship, and seeing her in the dream is apparently enough to make me completely forget about the crazed, electrically charged cannibal that was running behind me moments before. As I approach her driveway, I see her and her dad going to get the mail. I run up and talk to them a bit, and somehow we are all sitting on the pavement by their mailbox, limbs all tangled together improbably. At this point, my alarm goes off, and I realize I'm knotted in blankets.

The night is fairly normal, with me having gone to bed later than usual, and falling asleep on the floor...It is not until 7:30AM that I wake up and recall snippets about a misadventure in Iran, but I don't record and the recall fades. I get some water then go back to bed. I am jumping around in a Chernobyl-like setting, with very uneven, coral-like ground. I know I am on a mission, and walk around for some time, investigating the weird monsters strolling the dilapidated streets. At some point, a partner joins me, and we head up an open air staircase attached to a hotel. Once at the top, he grabs a crowbar leaning against the concrete of the stairs and priest open the rusting metal door with a deafening screech. As we step inside, I notice an oriental carpet with a long, narrow, dimly lit hall and gas lamps lighting every 10 feet, ensuring patches of pure darkness. In the middle of the long hallway, there is a group of about 20 people in nondescript clothing, attempting to get into a room that I realize is mine, and holding various knives and concrete chunks as weapons. I begin to sprint towards them, gaining speed as I flow in and out of the visibility of the lamps. As I near them, I take a colossal step and leap over their heads, only to be grabbed by the thumb and halted in mid air. The one who grabbed my thumb, "M", smiles and says "You're dreaming, and that's the best you can do?"

There is a soft roaring in my ears, and a faint murmuring chorus from the heavens, one of my dream signs. I suddenly feel claustrophobic, the assembled bodies of the invaders crowding in on me. Recognizing the song playing, I get an inkling of what to do. yelling "WHOA" as loudly as i can, I blast the group away, and run for the door at the opposite end of the hallway, wanting fresh air. Once I get outside and there is an icy breeze on my face, I calm down enough to stabilize, with falling snow gently coating my hand as i examine it. I have 5 seconds of peace doing so, then someone roughly shakes my shoulder as the music gets louder. "IT'S COMINGGGGGGG!" he shouts, grabbing my hand and pulling me back inside. I *****At this point I feel in danger of losing my lucidity, and ignore him, telling myself once i gain control, I can handle anything that comes my way. As I begin to focus on my hand once again, the collective voices from the heavens reaches an all time high, and I realize what the song is, knowing what comes next. There is a great whooshing sound from above, and the scuttle of claws on concrete as something lands on the roof of the hotel, shaking the building and causing dust to fall from the ceiling while the oil lamps shake and tingle on their strings. There is momentary silence as everyone who was in the hallway looks up, and quickly, quietly, the ceiling starts to bend upwards, metal rods and concrete bending and breaking as it does so. I catch a glimpse of thousands of darkly glinting scales and two red eyes as a head slowly snakes through the hole and stares directly at me. I grin and rub my hands together. "Hello, big boy"
I reach out a palm and touch the dragon's snout, as fire engulfs the hallway.
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Yup! That's it. Sounds pretty epic, but unfortunately I woke up straight after that point, never having been 100% in control of the dream. I'm pretty psyched about the clarity of this dream, and the fact that on my first night attempting a MILD/DILD, I had one. Definitely going to keep working on it, and tell me what you think!
Also, the theme song was from Skyrim, that's how I knew the dragon was coming. It's pretty cool, check it out! The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Main Theme - Real Full Version -HQ - YouTube