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      Some recent lucid dreams. Please feel free to comment...

      1. Terrifying Tony

      The dream started non-lucid but vivid, with an exploration of an undergound lake. There was an alternative community living and partying there in a ramshackle festival city, multiple layers of dancefloors, bars, theatres and stages. I mingled and explored the scene for a while, until a generator failed and all the lights went out. I felt my way along a wall and came to a door which led to a dimly lit flight of stairs going up, which I followed. As I climbed I passed wood panelled corridors with dozens of doors each bearing a different number, 551, 552, 553.... There was nobody around, and I couldnt find my way out. I considered trying one door, but it said 'no exit' so I didnt. As I explored the labyrinth, days and weeks passed. Eventually I began to see children in ones and twos, silent and withdrawn, but I couldnt speak to them. I found myself in a gymnasium with a window looking onto it from a small office, there were voices comming from within. I crept up to peer in... Inside was a hideously evil witch - huge and fat, with her hair in a tightly knotted bun. There was something about her presence - extremely real - I could see the dust in her hair and smell her musty apron, all of which emanated pure evil. She was talking to her eldest son, a slimey suited dude, with thin lips and a politician's smile. I couldnt hear exactly what they were saying but got the gist of it. The building started off as an orphanage but was taken over by the witch and her two sons some years ago. (I began to look nervously over my shoulder wondering where the other one was). The children (and me) were kept there under a spell, and bred to feed the youngest son Tony. The witch insisted that child flesh was exactly what Tony needed to keep him healthy and growing, except that he didnt like the taste. She complained that she had to spend a fortune on strawberry icecream which she mixed with the minced children to make it more palatable!
      At this point I became aware that Tony was comming. I could feel his footsteps sending shudders through the floor as he walked slowly accross the gym. He was huge, at least 9ft tall, as evil as his mother, but ponderous. Luckily he didnt see me and I went back upstairs to a small hall where I listened out for his terrible footsteps. There were a few children and even some young adults of breeding age, milling about aimlessly. I noticed one was a friend, and he said "You're not taken in by this crap are you?". This broke the spell immeditately and I simultaneously became shallow-lucid (i.e aware enough to be in control of my actions but not the dream environment or its characters). I explained that I wasnt taken in and furthermore was lucid so would be leaving, now. I went through the door marked "no exit" and ran down the stairs. At this point I knew the witch could sense my lucidity and was furious that I had broken her spell. I could hear her searching for me and screaming. The exit led to Drury Lane, and I tumbled out into bright sunshine with commuters hurrying along - completely ignorant of what was going on inside. Still lucid I felt a pang of guilt that I had left all those children behind to their fate, and also some disappointment that I hadnt faced my fears. Realising that I wasnt about to wake up, I flew, superhero style, back in and up the stairs, where I met the witch. She was still in her full power, but now she was looking at me with fear. I took her in my arms and waltzed her around the hallway. At first she resisted, but with each step she slowly lost her evil and her age, started to smile, and eventually joined the dance. At last we stopped and she said "I expect you'll be wanting to meet Tony now" I nodded yes, and Tony came through a door, straightening up as he entered the hall. He had grown to about 10ft by now and was really menacing - growling and salivating. He came slowly towards me with his arms raised as if to squash me. At this point I began to wonder what happens if you are killed in a dream - would it hurt? Perhaps being lucid would make it real like in the matrix? I summoned enough courage and will power to see it through and just stood there. Tony stopped short of me and instead of tearing off my head he vomitted, spewing up gallons of pink strawberry/ child-flesh sick all over me - and it kept comming. I couldnt see anything because it was like being in a waterfall, but eventually it petered out and Tony was gone, all sicked-up. I went upstairs to the main hall where all the children were gathered, free from the spell but held at gunpoint by the eldest son - the mean slimey suited one. I walked over to him and he was quite astonished when I picked him up and threw him down the stairwell. First time I've ever committed premeditated murder of a human in a dream, but I didnt feel one iota of guilt. Everyone was delighted, cheering and dancing and we all sang 'Happy Birthday'!

      I woke up... feeling elated!!!

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      2. Miraculous Healing of the Weird Bloody Eye

      I was in Delhi in India, and went into the sewers with some locals and two 'experts' (not sure what in). Surprisingly the sewers were very clean, and there were fibre optic cables strung up everywhere. We went into a room that was a temple, with six deities including Shiva, Ganesh and Durga. I shouted out the names as I shined my torch on them in turn. Got a shiver of fear when I read out 'Durga' and so did the others. I started chanting 'Aravati, Aravati, Aravati' as a remedy (not sure what/ who that is but should look up asap). One of the locals held up his hand to shield his eyes from the light when I accidently shined it in his eyes. I was horrified to see two flaps of skin open up like a razor cut to reveal a sleepy red eye!

      I awoke feeling very odd, but went straight back into it determined to resolve this. I found myself in the same street in a clothes shop called 'Arjun's'. There were several people there looking dodgy and one who I was drawn to with ragged clothes. He had one leg and the other was badly mangled, with a terrible festering wound at his hip. As I looked closer, I saw another eye, bigger, red and bleeding. It was alive, belonging to somebody or something else. I knew I could heal him, so I tried to transform him into a whole healthy person - but when I lifted his shirt there was the eye and more blood - it was getting worse. I tried again - nothing. The man however was very patient, he had great faith in me. The dodgy characters were hovering closer behind me now, but I ignored them, and despite not being Christian, I knelt down to pray. I spoke 'Jah...Jaaaaaaaaaah!' and his wound healed and the eye was gone. Then I willed him a new leg - and there it was. He also got new clothes! The others in the shop were not impressed - just suspicious. I left quickly and was followed by a western woman who asked where I was from. I said in reply "I can't tell you because if this gets out there'll be millions of people queueing at my door tomorrow." Wandered around in a daze for a bit, then awoke.

      I realised upon reflection that I should have stayed in the dream to confront that fear too! Will go back when I remember...

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      3. Succubus

      The dream started in a light aircraft, with my girlfriend. We were flying to Dublin, Ireland from London and must have been somewhere over Wales when I noticed that we were descending (this was mainly because I could see treetops! ) just as other people were starting to freak, the captain announced an emergency landing for repairs, and we stopped gently in a long meadow between two banks of trees. Everyone got out into the sun and the crew started to clean mud out of the engines. I wondered how it got there. My girlfriend and I decided to go off and explore some nearby buildings. As I walked through the tall grass I remember thinking that it was past haymaking time, and wondered why this meadow had been left. At the edge of the forest we found an abandoned two storey prefab building and went in. It was dark and dusty, illuminated only by the occassional shaft of light through a crack or bolt hole. It looked liked it had been abandoned for a year or two, just debris and old boxes. I noticed there was valuable photographic equipment lying around, and remember thinking that it should be saved before it got rusty. We wandered upstairs through several empty rooms one after the other, until comming to a room crammed with furniture. This room was clean, and looked like someone had obsessively collected from diverse sources all manner of different cupboards, shelves and tables. There was a wall of shelves separating off the rear of the room, and in this wall were two identical grandfather clocks, both ticking. I got spooked at this point - relaising that somebody lived there, then looked around the wall and saw a stove with a huge cooking pot sitting on a lit gas ring! Not only did someone live here but they couldnt be far away... We left quickly and went back to the plane. As we got out of the building, we could see that the crew had loaded everyone back onto the plane, and were starting the engines. We ran back and my girlfriend got in but, the Captain kicked me back and tried to close the door. I wrestled with him, but he was in a panic and had a strength of desparation. As we fought I watched his eyes slowly glazing over, like someone hypnotised - he finally pushed me back and locked the door as the plane took off. I stood and watched the plane flying away, and was left feeling hopelessly abandoned, in the middle of nowhere, in a forgotten field. The sun dissappeared behind a bank of grey clouds that now covered the whole sky. I decided I would just have to keep walking until I found a house or a road, and wandered up the meadow, through the long grass. After a while I saw a house, large and white with a big garden nestled in between the forest and the meadow. I felt relieved, and approached, but relief rappidly turned to despair as I realised that this house was abandoned too. The windows were dusty, there were rotting clothes hanging in tatters from the washing line, the grass was over long, and there were childrens toys lying about. One little tricycle I saw near the fence was covered in algae and moss. My skin began to crawl - as I wondered what terrible thing had occurred here to make these people leave so suddenly and not come back? I could see other buildings ahead, and the meadow ended at a tree line with a gap where I could see a gate and road. I hurried past the other buildings, only stopping breifly to confirm my mounting fear, that there too were abandoned. I went through the gate and onto a one-track road that led over a humped-back bridge onto a main road. The fear diminished somewhat, but now it was beginning to get dark. I could see a village ahead, and started heading towards it when I heard a car comming up behind me. It pulled over and stopped, and a smartly dressed woman got out. She was looking worried, and and introducing herself as Carol, asked if I knew where everyone was. I explained what I had just seen, and she explained to me that she was from the local council come to find out why the kids from this village had stopped comming to school. We both stood there unsure what to do next, both aware that something was seriously wrong, and aware too of a mounting fear (again). Then a bell started to toll from back towards the meadow. 30 or 40 people came out the village and walked slowly towards us. They were walking alone and not talking or looking anywhere other than straight ahead. We watched dumbfounded as they passed, not seemeing to see us, and headed over the bridge into the meadow. I noticed the same cloudy look in their eyes that the captain of the plane had. When they had passed we follwed at a distance and watched as they entered the big white house. The door closed behind them. I knew we had to get to the bottom of this so despite my fear, found a back door and we both went in. We could hear noises from upstairs and eventually found ourselevs behind boxes and curtains at the back of a hall, where all the people were standing. They were all facing the fromt and I followed their gaze to see what they were looking at... on a throne at the end of the hall was sitting a demon. I couldnt see her properly but I somehow knew she was a demon, a Succubus, she emanated evil, and as I watched she began to draw the first in line towards her. When the man was about ten feet away she stopped him and began to smile as she tortured him telekinetically. As he screamed she grew in power until she dropped him lifeless and moved onto the next person in the queue. I turned with dropped jaw to the council woman beside me for a reality check, but saw she was starring ahead and her eyes were starting to go cloudy. Somehow I knew that I could do something to stop it if I could get her out of there. The demon seemed distracted with her feeding game, so I dragged Carol back into another room. I couldnt think of what to do except that love might be the only antidote to this evil, but I couldnt think of how to get through to her in her possessed state. In desparation I started whispering 'I love you', stroking her hair and kissing her which produced a little flicker of life. I redoubled my efforts and made love to her, which worked a trick!! The trance was gone, but the demon could sense the love magick and all of a sudden we were both transported to the inside of a solid iron box, with three foot thick walls. See told us telepathically that she would deal with us when she had finished feeding. We were well and truly stuck! At this point, fortunately, I became lucid. I was even more afraid though because it seemed like this demon was real, something from outside of my dream. Telling Carol not to be alarmed I pushed against the walls and they began to yield like rubber. I pushed harder and faster and watched as the atoms in the iron started imploding. Bursting out I flew at super speed, with Carol, out in a huge arc as the box became a mini nuclear explosion. We turned and flew back through the fireball to retrieve some of its energy. As we were engilfed inflames I summoned help, and a gleaming sword appeared in my hands. I knew instantly that I must fly back to the first building, the abandoned photographic studio, which was the Succubus' home. We were there instantly and I began to carve great gashes through the walls with the sword, letting sunlight stream in, cleansing. I made my way upstairs like this determined to find the source of her evil, whatever it was. As I got to the room with the two clocks I could hear her running up the stairs, smashing through the doors. I turned to face her and as she rushed me I opened my mouth and swallowed her, digetsed her evil, then spat up a great green glob of phlem. She was gone, and I knew her spell was broken.

      Woke up... feeling elated!

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