Adnai's Dream Journal

[Adnai]

Adnai's Dream Journal Welcome to my dream journal. Don't be afraid to comment or to talk to me at all - I don't mind! Here I'm going to be keeping track of all of my lucids/oddreams/shareddreams/whathaveyou! Speaking of which, here's a running count: Shared Dreams: 1 Regular Dreams: 26 Luid Dreams: 3 ○○ = shared dream. I'll do my best to find the shared dreamer and post all the details on my side accurately. ♦♦ = lucid dream. Otherwise, normal dreams will be captioned in parenthases with a title.

[Adnai]

( War-Torn Country ) (( Return of the girl. This was one of the many dreams she appeared in, although she never revealed herself as anything other than the girl. Funny, no? )) We were fighting a war, and every time people ventured outside, they were killed byt he people who wanted us dead. They had better weapons than us -- soldiers that were cyborgs. Actual metal soldiers that could kills us within an instant. I remember feeling hopeless and helpless as I gathered some supplies. We, the rebels (for some unknown cause) had holed ourselves up in a three-story wooden house. We had been managing pretty well so far, but with all the people dying, I was concerened. About the girl's safety. In all of my dreams she looked slightly similar to me but different, too. She was just called the girl. So I'm walking through the house and checking up on people and supplies, when sudden missiles just destroy most of the outside landscape. The house rocked and I fell down onto my knees, suddenly disoriented and unable to think properly with the ringing in my head. Still, I was concerned with the girl's safety, and it took most of my effort, but I managed it. I staggered over to where she was and grabbed her, tugging her into another section of the house. There was a very small hidden door there, and I wasn't sure where it led to, but I knew it would be safe enough. I yanked it open, and found the way blocked with various objects. Desperate, I pried everything away -- only to have one of the enemies come into the house. It was a girl I knew, named Annie, a soft-hearted girl who had no place in this war. Still, she had a cold look in her eyes and she opened her mouth to shout out and tell everybody where we were. Tears began to drip down my cheeks, and I hid the girl behind me, pleading with Annie to let us go. We hadn't done anything but live. Please. A few tense moments of silence passed, before she shut her mouth and her gaze softened. She gestured for us to go, to escape while we had the chance. So without much pretense, I smiled at her and thanked her from the bottom of my heart. Then I shoved the girl through, before disappearing through the hole in the wall myself. I somehow dropped about ten feet onto a cold cement ground, with what looked like cage-bars stretching across some of the walls. Instantly, somehow, impossibly, I knew we were in another place -- another world. I woke up.

[Adnai]

( Government Kidnapping ) (( The girl returns once more. This is one of the last dreams I remember her being in -- but there was a fierce need to protect her and keep her safe. The girl I never knew, but was somehow very precious to me. )) I can only remember flashes and bits and pieces of this dream. Very fragmented. The dream took place near my house. I remember three people standing on one of my driveways, wearing something that resembled suits, and meaning business. They had managed to inject me with some kind of sedative, although I didn't pass out. I was determined not to. I tried to move around, and they watched me as I attempted to push myself up with my arms, but I was just too heavy. My body wouldn't do what I wanted it to. I wanted to see the girl, and to save her. They couldn't have her -- that's all that I cared about. So I laid on my driveway, and I believe I did begin to doze off into a sleepy haze. The sedatives were strong, and I was soon fading to black. Next thing I knew, the girl was with me, and I was hiding her underneath a car on a plot of land nobody used. The people were coming, and there was no way in hell they were going to get her a second time. So when I had her safely tucked away and out of sight, the people were soon upon us. I remember there was a skirmish of sorts, and I was fighting this person with some sort of armor on. I know that this person hurt me, and from the spark in her eyes, I could tell she enjoyed seeing me bleed and being hurt. Somehow I won my battle with her, and I had the girl with me again. I was running onto the highway, thinking that if I got to the town not even half a mile away, we'd be safe. We would be able to get next to people and hide from them in plain sight. The main leader of the group, a man, was running towards us. I felt slow and heavy, since the sedatives were still strong in my system. I remember feeling the intent that somehow he wanted to help us, even though he would have to capture us and report me and the girl over to the government/company first. We'd be at their mercy before they could help. He was catching up to us and I took the girl by the hand and began to run, running on the highway and to the town that I could see. I woke up.

[Adnai]

( The Shadowed Man ) (( This is another dream I commited to memory. It still confuses me to this very day. Very fragmented.)) There was this marina, with ferries that left every so often to other islands that were nearby. My friends were gone somewhere, as we had been playing games and doing challenges to each other to pass the time over the course of the day. Somehow I found myself at the dock of a ferry, and as I stood next to the propellors, I was safely on the walkway. Or so I thought. Suddenly I was in the water, as if I had been shoved. I fell in and came back up to the surface, suddenly terrified, because there was a voice saying that the ferry I had been staring at was preparing to leave the bay. I panicked, but I suppose it made things worse. But this is where the man wearing the coat comes in. He grabbed me and hoisted me up, holding me hostage out of the water. He was wearing a black trenchcoat with a hood up, and black boots and pants and gloves. Very modern-looking. He held me up by my wrist so effortlessly with one hand, while his other traced my chin and finally grabbed it. It was kind of a shock, but he pressed his lips to mine -- and I got the distinct impression of silver hair. Then he dropped me back into the water as a swarm of bubbles carried me under. The propellors had started up. I tried to swim, but it was in vain. I was carried under the propellors, and no matter how hard I tried, I was sucked under one. I remember screaming underwater, and watching as it turned from blue to red as something sliced up my back. I passed out though. I died. Then I saw my body in a tube with windows, and even though I was dead, I could hear voices of doctors, saying that they could bring me back. As if somebody was asking that I be brought back to life. They said that they could repair the parts of me that had been damaged. So I watched this process outside of my body. As my eyes turned red from something they did to my eyes, and the blood inside of me turned my body a pale color. It was the blood I needed to keep myself alive. The first attempt to zap my heart back didn't work, but the second one did. I emerged, more of a weapon-like machine than a person. The dream ended right as the doctor (or person who had me brought back) told me that my body temperature could never drop below a certain level, less I die. So I had to wear garments of clothing that kept me very warm. I woke up.

[Adnai]

( Experimentation - Mutation ) (( This was one of the very first dreams I ever had involving me with wings. Notice a recurring theme in all of my dreams? )) I can't remember how we got there, but I was inside of this military - scientist base, and thrown into this somewhat small, cylindrical tube. There were rows and rows of men standing outside, all standing at what seemed to be some kind of computer terminal. They were all wearing some kind of gray-colored high-tech outfit. Oddly enough, I wasn't exactly scared. Maybe I was trying to hide it or something, but I don't know. I was a little more than shocked at the wings that were suddenly popping out behind me. How had I missed them when I had first awoken? My back wasn't sore, so how were they put in? Had I been comatose? Were they just naturally there? I couldn't remember. To the left and right of my tube were two more just like it, each housing a boy that I somehow recognized. There were wires strapped to me underneath some sort of hospital gown, as if to monitor whatever I was doing. Looking around the tube, I couldn't find any way out, or to speak with the boys that I knew. That was, however, until I looked up. The tubes were open on top. Experimenting, I began to flap my wings and found that I could, indeed, fly. However, it felt as if I weighed a million pounds. I managed to get all the way up to the top of the tube, however, where I clutched to the side and kept my wings pounding. One of the boys beside me did the same, and at the top we both shared a triumphant grin. The dream flashed to me and the boys being inside of a store, where bags and other essential items were for sale. While grabbing what we needed to survive our constant life of fly and run away from the place we'd escaped from. We all got alarmed when we saw a white van drive outside of the store, and ran away outside, where we started taking off. I woke up.

[Adnai]

( Grim Reaper ) (( I've no idea where this one came from. Very skippy, I don't remember many details. Fragmented. )) There was a bus headed to New York, and I boarded it with my sister and another person. A boy. Somehow this bus stopped at a weird indoor-type playground, but it seemed as though we'd been there many times. Since there were no kids, we got the toys all to ourselves while we were waiting for the bus for something-or-other. I was incredibly happy while I was playing with my sister and my friend. We didn't care that we were too old -- we knew these toys. We'd grown up around them. And then I remembered waking up on the ground, outside in the parking lot. It wasn't bleary or anything, I just woke up, and stared down at my hands. For some reason, all I could see were bones. My skin and muscle had all disappeared, leaving nothing but my bones. I faintly recall seeing hair as well, but I'm not certain how it was there. So I got up, covered myself up as well as I could, and boarded the bus again, with my sister and my friend in front of me. I woke up.

[Adnai]

( Pyramid Head, Dream I ) (( This dream kind of freaked me out. Apparently I was willing to kill people. . . Or something of the sort.)) PH was guarding this one kid, Danny. He did not have the Great Knife on him, but he still moved slowly, like he was. And Danny like, loved the guy and called him big brother and everything. And we saw them both once, like they were across the room, and he pointed at me, my friend, and another person. I got afraid. Seriously, deeply afraid. Terrified, and I don't even know why. I ran away with my friends, scared and hoping to get away from him before anything happened. And then I saw Danny being taken away by PH, and while Danny was about to curl up and go to sleep, PH stopped and just seemed to freeze there. Danny was asking him what was wrong when PH just went and grabbed the kid by his neck and hoisted him up into the air, letting lose some kind of roar. Danny, terrified, managed to escape withlittle to no injury. He ran off into the dark of the basement-like place, zapping these little spider-web traps with his weird power-things, but when he emerged, he was caught by PH - And turned into another PH, complete with his missing Great Knife. And so he tried to get us (coming after me first) but he failed right as we were going up to the house. He was in the light, exhausted. And so some weird voice told me to remove his power and free him. I felt sorry for Danny being overtaken like that, so I did. It felt like weights were crushing me. Danny jumped up and ran away, while I collapsed, feeling like things were pressing all over me. . . And I closed my eyes. When I opened them next, I got up - and I was it. I'd taken Danny's burden. I ha dno interest in speaking, as the helmet on my head hindered the ability, and the Knife in my hand made me walk slow. I walked towards my friends, but they were all scared of me. . . And all I wanted was to approach them and show them what I had been given. . . But then I woke up.

[Adnai]

( Pyramid Head, Dream II ) ((Another Pyramid Head dream. This one creeped me out a helluva lot more than the other one did. )) So I was at school, and it was slightly different than what I expected it to be, but it was a normal day. I was rushing to the bathroom, entering - when I noticed a piece of paper tacked to the stall I was about to go into. It was some stupid little bit about Pyramid Head being lame or something. I didn't really see it. I just rolled my eyes and entered the stall - only to have him appear moments later, stopping in front of the door. He asked me if I had done the piece-of-paper-on-the-stall. I said no. He moved on without a word, leaving me in the bathroom feeling terrified. I could feel my heart thundering in my chest. I could taste my own fear. Concern washed through me, and I scrambled out, forgetting my bag. I had to warn the boys so they could run far, far away. I knew where they were too, so I burst through the door to the science room, where I instantly froze. The door swung shut behind me. Blood coated everything, along with fragments of body parts and intestines. Pyramid Head stood in the middle of the room, ripping apart the last boy and turning to me. I fainted. I awoke, with him sitting there, staring at me. Instantly I scrambled up, "You killed them!" I shrieked, terrified I would meet the same fate. He removed his helmet - and I nearly died from shock. It was a boy I knew from college. We'd taken a class together. He grabbed my wrist to keep me from running, and he placed a hand on my stomach, asking me to calm down - for him. I knew what that meant. He had raped me. I was pregnant. I ripped away from him and ran, him chasing after me, but I burst out through the school doors, screaming. A man tackled him, telling him to stay away from me, asking me if I was alright. I nodded, knowing that I had to get out of there. I had to run away. Not the noblest thing to do, but I slipped my hand in the man's jacket, where a credit card was sticking out. With that, the college-boy-turned-Pyramid-Head watched me go, no expression - but determination - on his face. Time passed, and slowly my paranoia eased. I was free. Weeks went by. Until I was in public one day, and I found him staring at me, an easy smile on his face. Dizziness swept over me, and I collapsed onto my knees, trying to stay awake. He lightly touched my head, looking at me and murmuring something. I knew what that touch meant. "I'll always be there. " No matter where I turned, I would be followed by him.

[Adnai]

( TIDAL WAVE ) ((There was a lot of death in this one. I wonder what it means?)) I was in this city. A city right next to the ocean, and I was standing on this bridge, listening to people talk. I could see waves forming off of the ocean, and I realized that watching the waves form was a lot, lot more interesting. So I did. This guy was blabbering on about something when I watched this really big wave form. It crashed a lot further up onto the shore than it was supposed to. And when I look back out, I see a gigantic one. Larger than any of the ones I'd ever seen. A tsunami! I panicked, running from the bridge and back into the town. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to climb the side of a huge building, and scramble my way up onto the roof. Right as I was about to climb up, the wave hit. I had scaled a three/four story building, and the wave washed right up level to the roof. I was scared, and terrified that the water was going to come onto the roof. My luck held, and it didn't. The water sucked back out, and left the town dry. Reluctantly I climbed down off of the roof and began to look around. Things were chaotic. Missing people were scouring the town for loved ones, and blood was everywhere. People had been hurt. I walked around, feeling lost, dazed, hollow and numbed, almost like I didn't understand what was going on. But I did. And I felt guilty that I didn't try to warn them that gigantic tsunami was coming. So I stood there, in the middle of all of the blood and tears and anger, and a part of me died inside.

[Adnai]

( SCHOOL WITH A SECRET ) ((I kind of liked this one. Odd as it was, it made my heart skip a few beats. Why can't dream-people be alive?)) I was going to this private school for a summer camp - or something or other. And I was wheeling my bags down the pavement, looking at everyone around me, how happy and excited they were to be there - I couldn't blame them. It was an incredibly expensive school, filled with kids whose parents had money to burn. And I looked up at this window by chance, and I saw a boy with white, feathery hair. He was wearing glasses, and he was looking at me - but then he turned away, as if called by somebody. I inwardly frowned, though, because something inside of me felt. . . Felt whole when I looked at this boy. Like I wanted to fall straight down in love with him, with nothing holding me back. . . When I finally got settled into my summer camp, I found that the boy belonged to an elite group inside of the school - for the people who had money on top of the money they already had. This group consisted of about six people - and most of them were girls. So I went about my camp, happy as a clam, when it was finally time for the first night to end. So I walked outside, into the courtyard - filled with security lights, but not another soul to be seen. Still, I felt an anxious prickle over my skin as I turned and looked for something that seemed to be right next to me. . . But then the doors opened, and I saw that white-haired boy looking at me again, amidst that throng of students, and he read something on my face that nobody else was seeing. Lest to say, I scurried off to my dorm room. But then everything. . . Became a blur. I came back to myself, lost in a haze of pain, and the entire structure had changed. I was no longer at the school. And that group was there with me, searching for the danger that I was already dispersing - skeletal black wings were protruding from my back, giving me the ability of flight. And the leader of that group was there - a man - and he was telling me it was okay, that nothign had happened and it would all be fine. . . I remember seething with rage and wanting/nearly demanding answers.

[Adnai]

( SAW-ESQUE BRAINWASHER ) ((This one was just as scary as the tidal wave one was, and the Pyramid Head ones were - regardless, I didn't like it.)) So. I was the leader of this big group project for a class of mine. And we were going to the school to see if we could pull an allnighter and get it finished. The school was rather large, so there was quite a few other students also doing an allnighter with their groups to finish said projects. I don't know what ours was about, just that I was working on it dilligently with them, and was basically the manager of the entire operation. So it was night, and people were leaving for bathroom breaks and snacks and all other manners of things. I said fine, okay, just come back quickly so we can get it all finished up. But then I began to notice something odd - the people who were leaving were not returning. So the rest of us - about six or so, including me - got frustrated, and we marched into the other classroom - lo and behold! Our missing people were there, alongside the other class, helping them work and being happy as clams. The manager of that group walked up to me before I could explode and said, "No, no, it's okay. They're helping us!" He was explaining, walking up onto some sort of gym stage, where a heavy curtain was across it. He pulled it back - and people grabbed me and the other five people, effortlessly shuffling me into some sort of chair. They strapped me down, and I was furious. But that melted into fear as a glass tube settled over place, and lights flickered on, revealing the other five people I'd come with - all in the same predicament. So I glared at the man, telling him to let me go. Right fucking now. He just smiled and said, "No, no. You see, you need to feel another kind of pain before you can be truly enlightened." And I sat there, confused, until I understood what he meant. Some sort of machine - hooked up by a hydraulic pump - was shaped to fit over the head, and upper torso of a person - including their arms. And it fell over this guy that I knew, and he was screaming and bucking in his chair - and I watched in horror as it clamped down onto his body with such quickness. . . His scream died short, and the blood sprayed over the glass tube surrounding him. It detached not too long after, with everyone else screaming and crying around me - and I could see the puncture holes in his body, in his eyes, in his chest. . . Machinery whirred over me, and I knew it was my turn. I tried everything. I tried to break the restraints, to scream - but nothing worked. Fear settled over me, knowing that the end was so, so near, and I was going to die like this. . . And then it was over me, seconds away from clamping down onto my skin - and I blacked out. Next thing I know, I'm running outside the school grounds, in the shadows, refusing to get caught, not wanting to be brainwashed like the others ( how I knew this, I've no clue.) And I was off of the school property before I was discovered missing. They set after me, but i was inside of the closest town before they knew where I was. I actually found a building that was unlocked, and I entered it - withdrawing my cellphone and calling 911 and getting a car sent out to me. . . It was over. The fear was done. But I remember thinking that I saw nail puncture marks all along my skin. . .

[Adnai]

( POWER ) ((Not really sure where this one came from. Hrm.)) I was at my home, and I was thinking to myself. It was mundane, really, but I was okay with that. Then I started broaching onto larger topics, like, "what if this world is fake?" and things like that. Eventually, I closed my eyes and began to play around with the idea. I forget exactly how it happened, but I decided that I could shape the world around me. I decided that if the world was fake, I could shape it to any and all of my whimsy. And expose the other worlds beneath it. So I went into my backyard, and I said an odd thing. Something along the lines of, "with the powers of all in my hand, I will destroy it." And lo and behold, fire was set to the backyard. I watched it burn, not worried. In order to get to the truth, I'd have to go through fire to get it. Unfortunately for me, my family chose that time to come home, so I had to help to put it out - they were freaking about it. Even with them watching, I put it out and everything. It took a long while, but I woke up as the entire backyard was just a field of ash.

[Adnai]

( MILITARY WEAPON ) ((I think listening to a different artists changed the mood this time. Huh.)) I was in this building, and I was furious. There was something horribly wrong with me, and I wanted to find out what the hell it was. I was in this building, a multi-floored building with a lot of people. But I was out for blood. I wanted to just murder somebody for the horrible things that had been done to me. There was a lot of military in the building, but I did my best to skirt around them and track down the person I thought was responsible. Unfortunately, somebody finally decided to get snippy with me, and my rage just took over, and with all of the superhuman strength inside of me, I slammed them around. Unfortunately, all of my stealth just went out the window, and the people I had escaped from wanted me back. So they activated a few screens, and I was watching something odd, listening to them talking about me - and then they said a code word. It hurt. I went down on my knees, screaming and tearing at my head. Eventually I collapsed onto the floor. Then I was in this place where I was watching this man in the air. A heavy wind was blowing, flecks of darkness picking about at everything. He was an angel, I thought idly, because these other things. . . joined with him, and these beautiful wings - covered in blood - extended from his backside. He was wearing a blindfold. I woke up shortly after.

[Adnai]

( DEATH ) ((Bioshock-ish, along with myself refusing to die. . . hrm. Sounds normal to me!)) I was in this ship, locked inside of this room with other women. Old, young, middle-aged. . . We were all dressed the same, and I think we were part of a different culture or religion. The ship was sinking, and we had been left in the room to die. I went about, trying to provide as much comfort as I possibly could, but even I was scared. So I sat there, with all of our hushed words echoing around us, and I was resigning myself to my fate. Until the door was pounded on. And fell in. It revealed a monster wearing a diving suit - and it was terrifying. I was scared of it. It turned to me, first, strode in through the calf-high water, and grabbed me. Yanked me up to my feet. I tried to resist at first, but it was stronger than I was. As we walked on, I got the distinct feeling that this terrifying monster was here to help us, not to hurt us. So I relaxed, and the grip on me became less suffocating and more firm and secure. It carried and guided all the women out - even going so far as to pick up the ones that couldn't walk. There was a lifeboat left, and it set us off on that. It stayed on the ship as it sunk. We landed on a island that was uninhabited. To honor the creature, we carved a new life for ourselves. I explored the island day in and day out, happily marking everything that I saw and didn't know. I even discovered a small colony of what looked like mice with humanoid features. If I ate a little seed, I could shrink down to their size and talk with them. At the end of the day, I left to go back to my mom. Full-sized, of course. She was taking care of laundry or something. I told her about what I had learned - and turned to find a man in black levelling a gun at my mom. Without thinking, I ran in front of her - took the bullets. All of them. My mom ran off to go get help, and I laid there, certain I was about to die. I could taste my own blood in my mouth. The man came up, and I saw his mouth moving, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I refused to die, though, so stubbornly I clung to life. Help returned, and I was carried back home. I was laid on a table, blood already soaking through the sheets, eyes closing. But I didn't die. I woke up shortly afterwards.

[Baron Samedi]

Wow! What an amazing dream! You should find that creature again! And how about if you plant those seeds that you ate? Sorry you almost died. that sucks!

[Adnai]

I wish. I do want to thank the creature that helped us, though. That would be a nice gesture. At the time I couldn't say much. Haha. I don't mind the almost-dying part. That appears to happen a lot in my dreams. . . There wasn't any pain this time, though. That's always a plus.

[Adnai]

( ESCAPE ) (This one happened a while ago. It actually locked into a dream that I had before.) I was in a vet clinic, with my dogs. My Axel was sick, and they were looking over him. So I sat there patiently, watching the fan blow air in the humid room, getting kind of tired. A boy who had walked in there not but twenty minutes before me suddenly collapsed into a deep sleep. Alarmed, I looked around, and found some of the supposed vets converging on the other side of the room. Paranoia gripped me, and I bolted up, out of my chair. Two of them tried to grab me, and I wrestled with them, unwilling to give in. I saw a syringe loaded with God-knows-what, and I struggled even harder. One of them finally managed to stick the needle into my skin - but it was at the base of my thumb. I finally wrenched out of their grasp, my thumb suddenly throbbing and aching, and they let me dash out of the door. I ran until the breath in my lungs turned to fire, and my vision began to grow bleary. My body was beginning to feel heavy, but I was too scared to stop running. These two teenage boys saw me, and they told me they had a place I could hide. Blindly I followed them, getting more and more uncoordinated as the sleeping drug began to take hold. But the two boys led me to the entrance of some sort of tunnel, but my body refused to take me any further. I collapsed onto the ground and closed my eyes. I was roused by another body - a male - and he was holding me against him tenderly. I didn't know him, but he knew me, and somehow, I felt as though he were familiar. I could hear the people back from the vets office talking, telling the man to hurry. The man holding me asked me how to avoid the shadows. I, half-drugged and sleepy, managed to tell him to stay in a semi-populated area and in the light. Everything fell back into a black oblivion before I could tell him to stay away from the dark.

[Adnai]

( THE DARK ) (Considering how I'm terrified of the beasts that lurk in the dark, this came as no surprise, but it still scared me.) These girls were running, holding hands, fleeing into a receeding light that was being crowded by the darkness. Eventually, right at the last moment, they managed to break free and were back into the real world. Their parents were uncaring of what they said, and dismissed what the girls had witnessed as a dream. They arranged for a sleepover the next night, but the girls wisened up. They shoved their beds in the center of the room, lights blaring all around them. They spent the entire night huddled together on the beds as the midnight hour hit, and the shadows contained deadly creatures. They survived, and the father to one of the girls was stupid enough to venture out during the hour. Being in such close proximity to those who were able to access the shadowy midnight hour. He was driving away in his car when it happened. The shadows made it stop. He got out, fear gripped him, and not but a few moments later, he was running through the forest, the light closing around him, and the creatures crawling through the dark. He was not going to be able to escape.

[Adnai]

( PROTOTYPE ) (Named after Alex Mercer, of course, the main character in the game Prototype. No idea why he was in this dream. Also, I have new reason to like telekenisis~) There was something in the house that me and my younger sibling were looking for. Underneath the splendor laid a high-tech facility, hidden just under the floorboards. I could not seem to get what I was looking for, however. My brother and I split up, but our findings were for nothing. I'm not sure when we met him - Alex - but it happened sooner or later, and apparently he was looking for the same thing. Somehow that led us to the control room. We busied ourselves with the computer, but unsmart that we were, we only ended up locking down the entire damn house. Alex got hit with the sleeping dart first. I followed shortly after. Surprised, I turned around to find a man, but I couldn't quite make him out. I collapsed onto the grated metal flooring, not quite out, but body so heavily weighed down that it was hard for me to get up. The man said something to himself before he left the room, and I realized that he was here to collect whatever me and my brother had been looking for. Angry, I somehow managed to convince myself back to a standing position. Alex Mercer was out cold. I limped over to the doorway we'd come from, and I ripped something - locking it. He wouldn't be able to get out unless he hotwired the door or unlocked it from the other side. I went back to the control room to try and wake Alex up, but I heard the man beginning to come back. Quickly dropping back onto the floor (which wasn't that hard), I tried to pretend that I had done nothing, had not moved. The man gave a little sound akin to a "hmm" and then went back to the control room. "Nice try, but even I can see those eyes." He said. I froze up, unable to attack or move. It didn't matter. He shot me again. Everything faded, and I did not wake up again until I felt Alex shaking me. Groggily I woke up, realizing that I was being carried by him. My leg was injured, and my ankle was hurting. I couldn't walk. He didn't say much, and I was too drugged to ask what was going on. But he did inform me that there was a bomb, and if we didn't get out, we were going to die. He set me down in the house's goyer, and my head lolled as I faded in and out. Something tickled the edges of my memory, but I couldn't figure out what. Finally, when the drug cleared a little bit, I was able to remember. It was outside of the house. So much C4. . . Somehow I stumbled up to my feet. I wrenched myself over to the door and ripped through the wires, unlocking it. I stumbled out into the yard, dragging my injured leg behind me. I could see a gold weight falling, about to activate the trigger switch beneath it. I lifted up my hand, clenched my fingers slightly, and the object stopped. It hovered towards me, and then, with a flex of my mind, I shot it away. It landed in the snow noisily. I limped forward to find a backup something flashing. I jerked that off, too, shooting it away. I gasped, the drug and exhaustion mixing inside of me again. Red beams of light played over the ground, and I lifted up my head groggily to find men in combat gear swarming the air. Police, SWAT, the military. . . I had no idea. Somebody barked at me to freeze. I kind of collapsed on the snow, too tired to keep myself up anymore. Blearily I knew this was bad. The law enforcement and Alex didn't mix very well. Unsure of what to do, I laid there while two of them began to patch me up. I kept thinking that I had to warn Alex. So I twitched my hand and felt that gold weight lift up again. Putting the last of my effort into it, I dragged it back up and shot it towards the house - through a window. The two men treating me regarded what they saw in awe. I couldn't care anymore, though, because I was exhausted. I dropped back down onto the snow, everything fading to black.

[Adnai]

( ELEMENTAL ) (No idea where this came from. Really.) I was in this absolutely beautiful city. I was taking college classes there, nad my best friend was with me. I was happy because it was absolutely astounding. My best friend had been there for a while now, and he said that he had joined up with some sort of club thing - consisting up of five people. They were currently looking for their sixth member. He asked me to come and maybe I'd be able to join. I shrugged and said okay, not really knowing what else to do. So I showed up with him, but my friend was shepherded into a middle section of the walkway we were strolling down. Mind you, this was an absolutely beautiful church-like place. Every detail had been chiseled with care, and white and gray stone/marble stretched all around us. The five people had to walk down that instead of walking with the main people - but I had a feeling it was so they could both look and guage at one another. Eventually we all came into a room, and I took my seat in a vacant chair. Nobody sat next to me. I was content though, because I could see my friend and that was all that mattered. An old man, looking very much like a professor, opened up a deck of tarot cards. He shuffled them for a moment, but then he started to talk. I kind of tuned it out, though - and was startled when he threw a card down onto the floor. My heartrate sped up and I felt like I should've bolted from the place I was sitting from. I stared at the card, and something inside of me writhed and stirred around, as if trying to escape. I wanted to touch the card, because it meant something important - but then he asked everybody who felt something to stand up. Two girls did. I didn't. I was scared. As much as I tried not to let it show, it did. The man walked over to the two of the girls and did something - then he held up one of their hands and said: "Look. We've found Light." Everybody clapped, got up, and proceeded to leave. I was trying to shake off the previous spell I'd had, still resisting the urge to go and collect the tarot card. One of the Five was strolling up above me, and he was talking. "Who was that girl Matt was with? She looked a little skittish, but I'd like to get to know her better." Matt was my friend's name. Wanting to dispel illogical fears, I strode up to him and smiled, about to say that yes, my name was - "Kyleigh?" He asked, incredulous. He'd known my name before I'd even spoken? We chatted for a bit about school and this or that, but then he went his seperate ways - saying the old professor needed to speak with them all. I nodded, understanding, and strode over to a balcony, enjoying the view it gave me over the water. This old church was a very beautiful place, and I enjoyed being inside of it very much. In every sense of the world, I felt like I was at home. Something happened, then. Shadows around me started to twist and to turn, as if they were alive. And on the other side of the balcony, they formed into a humanoid-looking thing. It reached into to grab me, but I dove away, afraid. A boy I didn't know popped out of nowhere, shouting something in a language I was certain wasn't English. But it felt remotely familiar in my head. The shadow-Beast swept him aside, and the fire that had so readily sprung to life died out as he smacked into a heavy stone wall. Rage filled me. Before I even knew what I was doing, my body got up and sprinted to the monster. I lifted my hand, swiping it across and shouting out something in the same language. Ribbons of light circled around the shadow-Beast, and it screamed as it crushed him. I jumped off of the balcony, but somehow remained suspended in the air. I shouted the same name before, and the ribbons of light intensified, but it was still alive. I said another phrase - another word, in which the shadows erased themselves. Suddenly exhausted, my body somehow fluttered back over to the balcony, and I collapsed right inside of it, nearly hyperventilating and my limbs feeling like lead. Absently I saw the boy from earlier getting up and staring at me in awe - I couldn't blame him. From my back, two gossamer wings and somehow popped out, and they were glowing a harsh, brilliant gold. Eventually, I got better. Time wore on and I didn't feel tired. I spoke with the old professor, and he introduced me as the last unit on the team. He explained to me that his purpose was to collect all of us and rid the world of the same shadow creatures that had attacked me. I accepted this. So I started to meet with him and the group, and I trianed myself. To be better and stronger. The fire boy - who was always a dark and enigmatic figure - was always watching me. I couldn't figure out why, but I went with it anyway. The very last day of the month, the professor called us all in, and we found out that there were more of us. Essentially, we all had an artifact given to us to help us channel our power. I believe mine was my wings. But then he showed us there was another person of Light. Their artifact was a ring. I remember feeling faintly shocked and saying: "There's a double of me?" I woke up before anyone could answer.

[Adnai]

( HAUNTED HOUSE ) ( Why is it, in all of my dreams, I always have to kill something? It's becoming a very odd trend, I must admit. ) My family and I were on this island, and we were driving to our hotel. On our way there, we found the burnt remains of what used to be a glorious looking house. We dismissed it and went to our hotel, checked in, and went to bed for the night. But I woke up, standing, and at first I was confused. . . But then the scene before me came into focus. I was standing in front of a gurney, and this gurney was covered in blood. Very, very fresh blood. Gore and what looked like innards littered the floor and gurney as well. I was holding a surgical tool of some kind, and I remember looking down at myself and discovering that I was covered in blood. I wasn't sure if I had murdered someone, or what had happened. I just woke up, standing there. . . I turned my head to find myself staring at a small boy. He was terrified of me - that much was easy to see. But a ghost girl with wings rose up from behind him and grabbed him, taking him away from me. I remember turning to them and following them, surgical tool still in hand, but darkness overtook me. Then it was the next day, and I was walking about the burnt-out house with a local, asking questions. He told me that it had belonged to a couple and their two little girls. But after a fire, they'd all died. It was rumored that the house was haunted. I "hmmed" and then continued about my business, but not before noticing an opening in the house that looked frigheningly familiar to what I'd "dreamed" about last night.

[Adnai]

( BETRAYAL ) (No idea why the family in this dream wasn't my real family. But whatever - dreams rarely make much sense, right? ) So I was part of this group that had been "captured" by these scientists. We were to be turned into genetic supersoldiers of war. We had just survived the first round of treatments when I heard from the scientists that my father had traded me into it. Full of anger, I helped my group escape from the scientists. They caught me before I could hotwire a car, but I managed to break free - and I managed to hotwire the car and drive off. Somehow, two of the people in my group managed to meet up with me, and I told them we were going to France, for that was where my father was. When we got there, we managed to find the apartment my father lived in, big, beautiful, and absolutely expensive. As we entered, I found that a family was living there and watching TV - a girl my age and her younger brother. They didn't speak any English - only French - so when I tried to ask her things or talk to her, she'd stare at me blankly as though I were from another planet. But they weren't scared of me there, they seemed as though I'd hadn't been there in a very long time. Eventually I found a picture of my father, and I held it out to her and said, "papa?" She nodded her head and smiled, directing me to his study. When I rifled through it, I found that there were checks - for a lot of money, and my name on them. Fury gripped me. My father had betrayed me, if he even was my father, but then he was there and grinning at me, saying, "I see you've finally managed to find me." I was so torn between fury and sorrow that I wanted to scream and punch him in the face.

[Adnai]

PRINCE / PRINCESS ( This dream was kind of a mish-mash of all kinds of things. ) So I was on the lookout for this prince and princess, trying to save them from this group of people (magic-users) that wanted to kidnap them. I managed to find the prince and the princess, but the people were hot in pursuit. Finding a huge warehouse, I dragged the pair of them inside and ordered the prince to go find his way outside. I dragged the girl behind me and managed to hide her as a man from the group found us. I quickly scaled some shelving that held expensive, fragile clocks, and the princess happily skipped out of her hiding place, worried that I would fall. The man laughed and declared that he would make me kill myself - just so the princess could watch. Every movement I made caused a clock to fall and shatter. I was scared, but I kept moving, unwilling to let myself fall. Moments passed, and I did not kill myself - the man growled angrily below me as I began to slip back down to the floor safely. Just for good measure, I kicked something at his head. Snatching up the princess's hand again, I dashed outside to find the prince there, waiting for us. Together I rushed them through whatever barrier the people had set up, and I got the pair of royalty to safety. But I sure as hell wasn't. Being able to effortlessly resist their magic and break through their barrier made me a strong point of interest. Suddenly I found myself running from this group, and I narrowly avoided being captured at every turn. I woke up shortly after avoiding capture again.

[Adnai]

HAUNTED HOUSE (My, I do love wings. ) My sister, mother and I were exploring this house that was supposedly haunted. It had become a tourist attraction, so other people were exploring the house with us, and we were just having a grand old time. Eventually I wandered off and. . . The house changed. It suddenly withered and the people inside of it changed into corrupted versions of themselves, aimlessly wandering and looking for something to prey upon. I was alone, inside of a room and demanding to see my sister and my mother, equally demanding that I better not see them harmed in any way. One of the stronger corrupted people tried to latch onto me, but I dodged her grasp. She was wearing a blindfold, and her skin looked gray, her hair black. It might have been my imagination, but there was a voice in my head that told me I could become immune to the corruption clinging to the very walls themselves. And then I did. I had wings that glittered with gold, and I felt a lot better - a lot stronger. I glowed with light and my wings flickered behind me as I stared down the corrupted girl and prepared for a fight.

[Adnai]

BATTLE OF DARKNESS (Dreamt this one a few days ago. Just remembered it!) There was this corrupt business - headed by a man who could wield darkness as his weapon - and I was a part of it. Only, after seeing children being sold into slave labor, I suddenly found myself disgusted by what I was involved in. I sought out the military for help on infiltrating the business and putting down the armed guards that patrolled the facility's borders. I rode behind a burly Ranger, and all together we infiltrated the facility by riding in on Quads and silently putting down whoever got in the way. However, when the military men were sitting together and discussing an entry point, I realized that they wouldn't stand a chance against the man who ruled the corrupt business. So I ran, before they could catch me, and I soon found myself inside of a overgrown hallway, stepping on vegetation and breathing in odd-smelling air. But within seconds I found myself out in a courtyard, and there he stood, dressed in black, eyes smiling at me. A smug smile, as though he'd been waiting for me. Zane, his name was. I broke the barrier of the darkness inside of me - and suddenly I was transformed into something dark and riddled with power. I found myself jumping and suspended in the air as I attacked him with tendrils of dark power - but he wasn't attacked by them. He looked at me through the dust that had kicked up and he tensed, muscles moving slightly. Zane was primed to attack me moments before I woke up.