lucid

This guy's singing, "You can't stop the beat!" What's that from? Uh Grease right??? Whatever.
Damn, I tell my friend, he's even better than you!

Now there's this woman, a woman from a video game. Here she is finding herself "IRL". She has no idea what the real world is like. She tries to flush herself down the toilet. How silly. She takes a shit. She eats the shit.

Everyone around me gasps in shock.

"Is that taboo?" asks the woman.

"The biggest taboo," answers another.

"Do they not have poo in your game?" I ask.

Now the woman is Velma from Scooby Doo.

And now I am lucid, because even for me this is too fucking stupid.

I wander about, semi-lucid. I'm disappointed I got lucid, sucked all the fun out of this dream. I believe here I meet a man. I mentally flag him as a bad entity. He gives me lucid dreaming advice but I ignore it.

Now I'm back in a room, chatting with a young woman. She is very excited, since "all of us dreamt the same thing." And she recounts how her dream started with someone singing, and I'm kind of excited too now because, yes, indeed, that's how my dream started. But then the dreams start to diverge.

I'm semi-lucid now. The dream is vague again. I'm in Italy, somewhere that looks like Venice. I decide to go along with it.

I get on a motorized gondola. Our captain says he is going to break the speed record set by Napoleon prior to his death; 200mph! We speed through the canals, but it's nowhere near 200. We go through a little tunnel underwater. Wheee!