non-lucid

I entered a very large indoor parking garage. The place had very high ceilings (easily 100 feet). To my left was the exit, and right in front the entrance of the mall itself. There were large windows overlooking the garage from the inside of the mall. There were people walking around, and a car driving to find a place to park. It was the 1980s, judging by the way people were dressed and the car. I walked in, fully expecting to see the T1000 waiting for me in the distance. I saw a dark silhouette lurking behind a pillar on the opposite side of the room, and assumed it was probably him. Note: the whole dream felt like it was in virtual reality. A program. I was analyzing the mechanics of the experience while experiencing it. Anyway, when I walked in, the T1000 emerged from the shadows right behind me. All the exits were suddenly blocked, and the lights went out. The T1000, who I'm not sure was Robert Patrick or a woman. The T1000 butchered quite a few people. There was nowhere for us to go, so we just ran around the car park while the T1000 fast-walked after us (it did not sprint). At some point some survivors built a fort out of pillows and boxes? I was like "that won't do much"...

I was at the first floor of a house. I looked through the window and saw my cat (Lotje) being chased by a large feline, like a mountain lion. It clawed at her, and caused heavy bleeding. I think she died not much later. I rushed downstairs and outside, brandishing a sword. I attacked the beast, but it was too late. Then I reversed time. It was really cool, and the first time I ever did that in a dream. It wasn't like time travel, but rather like reversing a video tape. While time was reversing (roughly at twice the speed), my own past movements were reversed as well. But my mind stayed normal, just not in control of my body. I was holding my breath while doing it, as it took immense concentration. I had to stop because I was out of breath. I was back in the house. Rather than rush downstairs, I grabbed my carbine, opened the window and shot the lion before it could hurt my cat.

I was playing a PvP game in GTA Online, but I was the character. We had to stop the enemies from stealing a certain item. We took few casualties and killed a lot of them, yet some still managed to get into their pick-up trucks and escape in the direction of the city. I jumped down the hill I was on (parachuting to the ground) got into a car, and chased after them. Alone, and low on health. Swerving through Los Santos traffic, I found the enemy extraction point. I spotted some of the enemies, so I ran them over. Somehow I managed to run over all 5 of them without getting shot. We won the round. Sadly I woke up before I could read my teammates' reactions.

I dreamt an entire non-existent episode of Miami Vice. At least the beginning and the end. It had Tubbs sneaking into a motel at night (armed with his stubby shotgun), and a ridiculously sappy ending that had me laughing in my sleep.

I found myself on Manhattan island. It was daytime. I ran through the streets, looking for a spot where I could see the Freedom tower. I reached a kind of square with a statue of a chariot in the middle.

The dream took place in the present, but took place in two of my former high schools. The first was at the Sint-Agnes school, on the small courtyard by the street. I told Mr. Ferret how much things had changed, but then I realized it was always that way.

In another part I was at KTA Brasschaat, possibly with my father. I remember running through the empty hallways, knowing exactly where I was going. We also went through some classrooms. At some point I went down stairs really quickly. So quick, I started to hover. There was much more, but I forgot. Later that day in real life, it turned out that there was a high school reunion at that very school, to which I hadn't been invited for some reason.

I was at some kind of major event on a city square. I think the city was Barcelona. There were LOADS of people. The person sitting next to me just so happened to be the one and only Vladimir Putin. We talked a bit, and he seemed like a really cool guy. I asked him how likely we were to get a nuclear war between Russia and the West. I guess I wanted to assuage my recent fears of nuclear holocaust. In the end, I grabbed his hand and took off to give him an aerial tour of the city (!!). I flew over the city a bit (another massive square), making a wide turn (I was surprised I pulled it off, I'm not the best at maneuvering in mid-flight) and returning to where we came from.

I was walking into a major supermarket (Carrefour Schoten). I saw a guy and girl on my left, whom I recognized. The guy looked like Witek. I thought seeing them there was so bizarre (he lives in Canada, and this was supposed to be Belgium), I immediately thought 'what if this world isn't real'. I tried to wake myself up, still mostly expecting the feeling to be nothing more than a fantasy I've entertained many times before (the world being a simulation). But I immediately started feeling dizzy, my vision blurred and I woke up in my bed.

I've been playing a lot of Resident Evil 2 lately (the remake), and it shows. I was dreaming that I was an Umbrella Corporation exec. I was in a room on a massive cargo ship. We had a girl tied up by her hands and legs, sort of suspended in the air like the Vitruvian man (with ropes extending from the floor and ceiling). A captured rebel, I guess. I was with two other Umbrella bigshots, a man and a woman. We were interrogating her. The female exec was very violent, and wanted to sodomize the poor rebel with all sorts of objects. I was pretty grossed out by this. I told her we should just kill her and be done with it. Torture was a waste of time. The other man agreed. We decided not to discuss the rebel's fate in front of her, so we retreated into a little meeting room right next to the cabin we were in. I had a henchman dressed in a bunny suit guard the prisoner. I was quite 'genre savvy' so I warned the henchman not to get too close to the window, or zombies could burst through and pull him through (there was an outbreak in progress on the ship). I also told him not to get too close to the prisoner. Heroes in movies always escape because the villains are too stupid to keep their distance. I didn't trust this mook. So we had our little private meeting, but the dream ended there.

In another scene, there was a zombie outbreak. Some guy ran off in the wrong direction and got ganged up by zombies, giving us a window to escape. I was the 'good guy' in this scene.

I'm in some kind of village, surrounded by high walls. There was no way out of the village. I was trapped in there with my last surviving grandfather, who was evil and was keeping me there. I tried to sneak out of the village somehow, and tried to hide from him. But I ran into him anyway. He came towards me, saying that I was coming with him. I got really pissed off, and wanted to defend myself by hitting him in the face. I was so pissed off, I woke up instantly. I smashed my real-life fist into my nightstand, which hurt.

I turned into some kind of small creature, and navigated a miniature village while a girl watched me. I noticed I had many small legs, like an insect. Then I saw the houses of the village were full of giant spider webs. I realized in horror that this village was populated entirely by giant (to my miniature standards) spiders. I noped out so hard, I woke up.

I'm in a location I can't describe. A library? City streets? Both somehow? There's a long line of rubberbands (?) stretching out as far as the eye can see. I excitedly tell another character that this MUST mean the world runs on some kind of algorithm, as no one could possibly have placed THIS many rubberbands. Either it's a simulation, or it's a dream.

I'm on the Moon. Then I'm on Mars. I somehow end up inside a crater. I want to get out. I realize gravity is lower on Mars than Earth, and this should make flying easier. I jump up, and manage to fly out. I see the Mars surface. It still looks barren, but there's some plantlife here and there and I can breathe. There's another scene where I'm on the surface of Mars with a bunch of other characters, sitting on a chair. Other people are sitting in chairs next to me. We're in a long line. Most of them have some kind of superpower. An attractive blonde walks by, and sits down in a chair opposite of us. Suddenly, she's only a silhouette. I figure she's a shapeshifter. She turned into an older guy a bit later. Anyway... I end up flying off and just soaring over the Martian surface. Below me, the barren wasteland is full of people. I pondered about how this is the future of humanity. I thought it was odd. I always thought that in the future we'd all be cyborgs, not mutants. I flew some more, at one point coming close to hitting some tree branches. I figured because this is a dream, I couldn't get hurt. I saw a large building and decided to put this to the test. I flew straight towards it at top speed, and flew straight through the walls. All the way through the building.

I'm with my mother. We enter a strange kind of facility. Maybe military. I know where to go, somehow. We get into a white elevator (industrial-looking) and go down. Then we enter what looks like a missile silo retrofitted into a lab. Scientists are working on a bomb. Some kind of nuke. They needed our help to complete the work. At some I was concerned with how much radiation I was absorbing.

I was in some kind of café. There was this guy. Tall, big guy. He had a massive revolver. He shot me in the neck. I thought I was screwed, but then I noticed I wasn't really hurt and there was only a tiny scratch. I suddenly had such a weapon too. I aimed and tried to shoot. As so often happens in my dreams, I struggled to pull the trigger. It did go off eventually, and the bad guy fled the café. Someone congratulated me for resolving the situation. I didn't want to hear it, as I was bummed out the bad guy survived and escaped.

I'm on some kind of giant (city-sized) floating airship. Aliens are invading the world below. I send off my wife and kid on some kind of dropship to get to safety, while I stay behind. Unfortunately, an alien tripod shows up and uses its heatray to blow up the dropship as it flies away. I didn't have time to mourn, because the aliens hit my airship next. There was an explosion, and I fell down. I managed to hold onto some rubble, but lost my grip fell down anyway. I was falling, and thought I was screwed. But before I hit the ground, I suddenly floated. It was instantly like I'd been 'awakened', I knew I could fly and do immense damage to the enemy. I flew towards the tripod that attacked us. I grabbed jungle liana (those rope-like things hanging from trees in the jungle) and flew in circles around the tripod until its legs were tied together and it fell. Like in Star Wars. When that tripod was down, I flew off north towards the big city. The city was under attack by several tripods. I took them out by flying into them from above and smashing them down to the ground. I think I single-handedly stopped the offensive on the city. I think I talked with some military commanders afterwards about the battle. Personally, I didn't really care about saving humanity. I only felt seething hatred for the aliens who killed my (non-existent) loved ones.

There was some kind of World War 2 battle going on. Possibly indoors, in a mineshaft? I recall being in cover, and throwing confiscated German stielhandgranate at the Germans. I forgot to pull the pin at first, which I realized after tossing two or three that didn't explode. Interestingly, the grenades were 'activated' by twisting the top, rather than pulling a cord (the pin) at the base of the handle. Anyway... I pushed forward while my allies held the line, but then more baddies showed up from the right. My allies retreated, and I was left behind. Cut off. I headed in a different tunnel, which was a dead end. I went prone behind a barrel or crate, and stayed very still. Hoping they wouldn't see me if I stayed very still and in cover. Some Germans showed up to inspect the tunnel where I was hiding, but they didn't check very thoroughly and didn't see me. There was a Springfield 1903 sniper rifle in the mud next to me, so I grabbed it and peered through the scope to observe the enemy. I was far behind enemy lines at this point. The German soldiers looked relaxed. More officers showed up, and then I saw him. Hitler himself. Having him in the sights of my sniper rifle gave me the idea of shooting him, but I realized that I'd be killed instantly. I was backed in a little corner by loads of enemies. I decided to wait, hoping I'd get a better shot and chance to escape after. This did not happen. I don't recall how it happened, but my cover was blown and I was being shot at from all sides. I was running around like crazy, occasionally shooting Germans with the rifle. Sometimes even from pretty close up, looking through the scope. Almost impossible to do in real life. Luckily, being the dreamer, the baddies all had stormtrooper aim. Eventually, I was disarmed when the rifle was knocked from my hands, and I was forced to surrender. I was more annoyed I blew this chance to assassinate Hitler.

I was on vacation with what I think were a bunch of classmates. It must have been over ten years ago. It was at the farm we used to stay at with my family. Suddenly, I noticed a bizarre ray of light on the horizon. It stretched from the ground all the way into the sky. I was like 'oh, no' as ran closer to have a better look. I thought it was a nuclear attack. But then, someone behind me yelled that it was a nuclear meltdown of a power plant. The alarm sirens went off, loud enough to be heard for miles. Everyone got into a panic and ran for their cars to get as far away from the site as possible. So did I. Oddly, I was driving the purple Opel Astra Break my family used to drive in the late 90s/early '00s.

I was being shot at. The bullets seemed to go in slow motion, but my own movements were slowed as well. I managed to dodge the first one. I tried to avoid the second and third ones, but quickly noticed it wasn't going to happen. The bullets hit me right in the face (not the head). Next thing I saw, was Claire mourning me. My view was in third person.

I was standing by a door somewhere. Natalie Portman approached me. It had been a while since I'd seen her (fake dream memory of past event that never happened) and she was happy to see me. Other characters where there, too. She walked through the door, but then turned back and kissed me. Which was great. I think she was really fond of me by what happened last time. After she'd left, the fool that I am had all sorts of feelings for her and wanted to pursue her further.

I was at work, taking a nap during my break. I consciously started hallucinating (sitting in a chair). I saw my arm and hands and moved them around. It was my dream body, but I think it looked 'glowy' and ghostly. Then I think I somehow managed to move my real body (no sleep paralysis) and my dream body at the same time, and step 'into my real body' (real hard to explain). It's like in the dream I was a ghost and I 'synched' my ghost form with my body. When this 'merge' happened, I felt a surge of power go through me. Like I was a god or something. Bizarre.