I haven't updated in a long time because I haven't been able to remember my dreams since that last lucid one. I don't know why. I think it took a lot out of me. I'm in this enormous library with my family and this old man named Dave (I think my brain based him off Dale from The Walking Dead). The thing about this library is that it is filled with ghosts. Also, uh, apparently you can keep any book forever but you absolutely have to ask a ghost if you can keep it--I didn't know this at the time. Otherwise, you're cursed and you die. Now, all the ghosts are making me nervous and I leave with Dave and half of my family. The other half--the stupid ones--decide to stay. I eventually come back to the library where a ghost librarian tells me that they aren't going to hurt me as long as I ask permission. There is this Hayao Miyazaki film I really want but I decide not to get it because I don't trust the librarian. Then I woke up.