The first thing I can remember about last night's dreams was being back at secondary school. I have vague recollections of using different staircases, then I am outside the main entrance. Someone is telling me about a film movie (at this point I'm under the impression that we're about to watch it). It involves people with laser guns attacking others. Suddenly it dawns on me that I'm in this very situation - I see in the distance many different coloured laser beams flashing from behind some trees.

Later I have acquired a laser gun and after setting a car alight with it for fun I find myself fighting the leader of the attackers. He holds a can of WD40 and as I try to restrain him he sprays it into my hand. I realise at this point that the oil spray is flammable and he is making my use of the laser gun dangerous. For some reason though he throws the can to me which I promptly turn into a makeshift flamethrower. He doesn't last very long once I attack (and neither does the woman who he is suddenly kissing!?). The first dream ends there.

The second section begins with me walking home at night and in the rain. I call in at a fictional shop which sells sweets, and random savoury snacks. Whilst queuing I somehow unintentionally annoy people in front of me. When someone confronts me I reply "I can see how that might be annoying". I ask for a pack of refreshers (they're a kind of sweet candy here in the uk). They've run out so I get a quiche warmed in the microwave. I see a friend outside who I know (but who doesn't live anywhere near me in reality) so I am surprised. I wave to them. Two men are refilling a Pringles vending machine nearby.

The quiche is still not ready when someone introduces themselves to me as Gemma. I know that I must walk the rest of the way home with her so I ask someone to collect the quiche for me when it's ready. I walk outside into the rain and talk to Gemma. She tells me that she's having a huge house party, and tells me "I've got some pink test-tubes" which I guessed might be for people to drink shots from. It was surprising that a house party was taking place nearby as I live in a quiet area, nevertheless I believe what she says.

I am even more surprised when I notice a train pulling into a station. Someone explains that there are Americans arriving on the train for the party. The railway (which doesn't exist in reality) runs parallel to the road I'm walking on, down a small slope. At this point I drop three folders which I find myself carrying and they fall halfway down the grass bank towards the railway track. I climb down to collect them but a drunk man appears. He looks like a beggar. He says "Do you want a hand?" and clambers towards them. He slips though and tumbles onto the railway track. I shout frantically 'Get off the line! Get off the line!'. The man groans, picks up a hammer he finds on the track, and throws it high into the air. I don't look at it in case it hits someone.

I wake up now with the words 'Get of the line!' going through my head.

None of the dream was lucid (although I have had several lucid experiences in the past). Most of the dream was extremely vivid and almost movie-like.