Thread: Flying Mandarine's Terrors of the Unknown Girl I Love

February 13

The Art of Displacement
Importance: 3/5



It is all very blurry. The first thing I remember well is that I understand it is all but a dream. I want to change what is happening but I notice there are people with me and they might feel offended if I just leave them so suddenly. Then I remember that it is just a dream anyway, so I do not even try to go somewhere else or to close my eyes, and I just make everything change. The persons with me disappear and my field of vision increase dramatically. It creates a really curious effect, and when it finishes changing, I think I am only seeing pitch black. Since I wanted to achieve that in a lucid dream, I just make Samantha G. appear. She seems distant and I cannot see her face very well. I quickly understand it is because I am getting too excited and am waking up, so I try to concentrate.

End of the dream, I have the impression I did not even wake up after the dream, the dream just ended, but I was so tired that I might actually have just awakened a split second before going back to the realm of dreams.

Something I just realized: I very often have the impression I dream about me from an outside, third-person perspective. But when I am lucid dreaming, it becomes (or it already is?) a first-person dream, at least such was the case in my last two lucid dreams. Curious.

I also dreamt of a killer in a TV series similar to C.S.I. and of being Bruce Willis once again in some strange action-packed movie. Exams are finished, so my dream recall is improving? Or maybe it is just because I am sleeping more now.

February 14

Arachnophobia
Importance: 3/5



I am in a Japanese classroom. A hot girl who has been in the same class as me since I began Japanese sits next to me, and we chat (maybe I just try to make a conversation because she is hot?). I suddenly catch sight of a spider with a body of maybe five centimetres long on my desk. I get up and scream. I realize everyone must wonder why I screamed, but I do not care and I just get out of the classroom. On my way out, I see that on the ground, next to where I sat, is another spider bigger than my foot. I wonder if people will just go out of the classroom or kill the spiders, but the latter seems more likely to me.

I did not see a spider in weeks now, so I have absolutely no idea where that comes from. Or maybe from that Cloverfield movie.

February 15

Gladiators
Importance: 2/5



I am in a room at the last floor of a giant building. Tons of men are getting undressed and rushing out of the room. I do the same and I notice the building is an immense stadium. I am also naked and I run down the stairs and see everyone is killing each other, randomly stabbing people to death. Only one person shall survive that slaughter. The worst in that is that nobody is obliged to participate, or at least I am not, but I am still here. I choose not to participate in this. Someone I know tells me the room we are in is going to explode. I rush out of the stadium and I see the giant explosion. It seems to have stopped the fights inside of the stadium. I know the terrorist who did that did so for a good reason.

It is midnight, and the explosion awoke people in the city; messages are sent to them so that they can send their kids to class. I follow some of those kids in a classroom even if I am still naked. I sit at the last row. Next to me is a girl my age, the prettiest damn girl I have seen in a while, the kind who does not know she is so attractive. She has been listening to the teacher but she now looks at me, comtemplating my nakedness. She then winks at me. I feel so excited at the idea of getting to know her better when, God knows how, I understand that this is all but a dream. The bad thing is, I know I am about to wake up, so I take out my cellular phone and take a picture of her very quickly. Then everything gets dark and my dream transforms into simple thoughts.

I fell asleep directly after, thinking the dream would unfortunately not continue, but...

I am back at the first room of the stadium. The explosion was now a long time ago, or maybe I am in the past and it did not happen yet. People are rushing down the stairs out of the room, and so I do the same and I am afraid to die, so I just stay still and see people dying next to me, in front of me, behind me, everywhere. People are not all naked, it seems; some of them are wearing clothes like gladiators. I rush at the other side of the stadium, and I see Gérald, a friend. I scream at him to go and hide behind a big rock, and just as we do so, we hear canons and machine guns. Gladiators are falling like flies, and bullets skitter on the rock I hide behind.

I am back in the first room where I now see another friend, Laurent, with a deck of cards. He wants to do a magic trick to someone else, but I take his deck to show him I can do one. As I search for the three cards necessary for the trick, I notice it will not work, and I instead want to use littles figurines of an elephant and car. Then I realize I might not be able to do a card trick with figurines, so I just

wake up.

February 18

Lots of dreams these last days, but here is the one I remember better than the others:

Escaping from Malton
Importance: 1/5



I am with a guy supposed to be a friend, and we rush out of a building. I know I am in Malton, the city of the game Urban Dead. And in Malton, there are supposed to be lots and lots of zombies.

We do not see any zombies outside, but we are running from a monster or a malevolent spirit. There is a fantastically high fence in front of us, barring the exit of the town. It is maybe a hundred metres high. My friend runs to an equally gigantic ladder, wanting to climb it in order to jump behind the fence, but I tell him we have no time because it is coming. There is one place where there is no fence, but I suspect it is trapped. I have some kind of pencil which I throw on it and it bursts in flame.
I ask my friend to still run to that place, but as we do, I wonder what we will do once we arrive near this trap. I have no idea, and that thing is getting closer.

Oh, and I forgot about that one:

A Nice Seat
Importance: 2/5

I am in a bus riding, perhaps, to my university. I am next to the bus driver and, at first glance, the bus is full, but the bus driver would not let me stand up, so I look for a seat. I see one at the back of the bus, but there are also two free seats in front of (yes, in front of; it is more like a train than a bus, a seat always facing another) two absolutely gorgeous blonde girls not so far, so I decide to sit there. The girls both look at me, smiling. They nearly look like twins. One of them gets on the seat next to me and is teasing me like you have never been teased before. So great!

But it was only a dream!

February 19

Sona
Importance: 1/5



I am at the place where they shot the scenes of the Sona prison in the third season of Prison Break. I have the right to wander about, so I do so, but the long corridors end up outside, in the street of a city. I find it curious because the show is about a prison break but the corridors used for the series lead just out in the city.

I decide I want to shoot the whole corridor and how it leads up outside with my cellphone, so I take it out and begin recording. However, I end up walking in a big place with a bar and the cellphone makes a noise. I look at the screen and it says there is one person I know in this room. It even indicates approximately where the person is. Intrigued, I walk up to that point and the cellphone does the same noise; the person is supposed to be near me, but I do not see anyone I know. There is a girl who stares at me and who seems to wonder what the hell I am doing, so she asks me and I answer to her that I am searching for someone supposed to be just here. That girl smiles at me and offers me a drink.

February 20

I'm Afraid Obama Won't Become President
Importance: 1/5



I am playing Counter-Strike and am on the terrorist side. All my teammates are dead and the counter-terrorists try to rescue the four hostages. Thanks to the game being so buggy, one of the hostages is stuck behind a door. I stay next to this door and wait for the counter-terrorists. Each time I hear them running, so I know where they will be coming from, and I shoot them dead. Two are down and there is one remaining.

I hear him nearby, searching for the hostage. I follow him and am about to shoot him when I notice it is Barack Obama. He smiles and says something like "you won't win" but I riddle him with lots of bullets before he is able to kill me.

I saw Obama on the news yesterday evening (the French news deal rather much with the American primaries).


Fragment:
I am riding on some sort of bus-truck. There is my friend Mike but he did not notice me as he is at the front of the vehicle and I am at the back of it. The bus-truck stops and people goes out of it, pulled by soldiers. I will be brought somewhere else because I was at the back of the truck, so I evade the soldiers without them noticing it and I rush to join the others who are entering another bus.

Fragment:
I am supposed to be in junior high still. The school is just a couple of minutes away from my house, so I walk there, but it is closed because there is Sarkozy visiting my ex-first school. I walk there and I look inside of the school. I do not recognize it at all, but it is because I do not remember it very well. I have the impression, for a split second, that I see David Palmer from 24, but I must have been mistaken because when I get a second look, there are just a bunch of people talking. Among them, no Sarkozy. I must have missed him.

February 21

Chief of Staff
Importance: 1/5



I am assisting David Palmer (picture above), from the show 24 (once again!). There is also his chief of staff, Mike Novick, and plenty of other people in his office. There are even kids singing. Palmer is really pissed and takes some kind of a big Gameboy. He tries to start it but it would not work, so I take it from his hands and turn it on. He thanks me and proceeds, playing Tetris.

Really sorry to have all these 24-related dreams! I am not thinking that often about it, so I wonder why I just keep dreaming about it.

February 22

Back in Japan
Importance: 3/5

I am back in Japan for another scholar year, with Monica. As soon as we arrive, I think we get into an argument, which leaves me all by myself. I enter the flat I am supposed to live in. It is very small but quite high in the sky, and I like small rooms anyway.

Monica does not know where I live, so I wonder how she will be able to find me, which annoys me. I also notice I forgot one of my bags inside of a big room where it was transported directly from the plane. I go down to ask a girl where is this big room, and she shows me the place on a map which I do not understand very well. Then I wander around, searching for a way to go to another building which is across a river.

Later, I am in class with Monica and with Maya, my tutor from when I was in Japan. Maya notices me after a while and says hello to me, not surprised in the least that I am back in Japan.


A Map for Lucid Dreaming
Importance: 2/5

I am looking at a map. At its center is supposed to be me, and if I want to have a lucid dream, I am supposed to go to the North-East, not very far. I am in Martigues, the city I live in, so I know where to go, and once I arrive at the place I am supposed to go, I understand it is my friend Guillaume's house. He is outside, sitting on a long chair, asking me if I want a computer. He tells me he has three old computers he wants to sell, but I tell him I do not want them. I look at the grass supposed to be near his house and I see there are computer parts there, but one computer part took fire and the grass is burning. I scream at Guillaume to come and see, and once he witnesses that, he hurries inside his house. After a few seconds, he comes back outside with water to put the fire off. He then throws water at me just to have fun, and I do the same.

I went at Guillaume's yesterday but he was not there.

February 23

Lions in a Building
Importance: 1/5



I am with someone supposed to be a friend, in a building, like an office. A lion is on our floor, devouring other people. My friend and me rush to an open elevator, and I know the lion saw us and is running in our direction. I rush to the button to close the elevator and I press the button to go to the first floor, but instead of going down, the doors open again. Scared as hell, I press the close button again and again and again, until finally the elevator's doors close for good and we get down to the first floor.

Once outside, I see people panicking and rushing to their cars. I find a bicycle which I take and I flee as far as possible from the building. Now it is not just a lion, but I know there are zombies everywhere out there, and that is why I should stay on my bicycle instead of entering a car which will run out of gas after a while. It is dark outside, and people are gushing out of their flats and houses, screaming.

People, in case of a zombie outbreak, you should really ride on a bicycle and not take your car.

February 24

Nuclear Attack
Importance: 2/5



I am a member of a tactical force, and my commander yells at us not to stay together and orders us to run in groups of two or three towards a door. The ground shakes but we do not understand why. I open the door which leads on a terrace, and I understand what just happened. I scream to my colleagues to follow me as I get down some stairs and go outside (the place appears to be my house now), and I show them what it is that just happened: at some distance, we see a nuclear mushroom. A nuclear device has just been detonated.

Later, I am at some kind of funeral. The president is here, telling us he is sorry for our loss, because I lost someone from my family. I bow to dozens and dozens of people and they bow in return, sometimes telling me "thanks" although I guess they should say something like "sorry for your loss". After I bowed to everyone, I notice people (some real, others not) who were singing at the university choir with me. I go and talk to them for a short while.

Guess what? That dream had still lots of references to 24: the president, the nuclear explosion, etc.

February 26

Moving Out
Importance: 2/5



The place where a girl and me are living has just been discovered by an unknown enemy. We have to pack our things quick and leave, although we obviously cannot take everything in our room. We have nearly finished the packing, and I take my CDs with me. I see Iron Maiden's Seventh Son of a Seventh Son on the bed. As I pick it up, I feel something is out of place... I realize that I have lent this CD to someone else several years ago, and I am not supposed to have it. I ask the girl with me if it is hers, and she says yes, so I give it to her.

When I saw the LP, I knew there was something wrong, and I nearly became lucid, knowing the CD could not be there. I was so close to lucidity!

February 28

Zombification
Importance: 1/5



We are a bunch of people in the presence of one of the writers of the show Lost. We show us how well we know the show, quoting complete passages by heart.
After a moment, I alone follow the writer in a hospital corridor. It is supposed to have been built especially for the show 24, and I am telling the writer that wow, I remember this so well, it is when this and that happens; I tell him in great detail what I remember, but I seem to actually bore him with all my talk.

At the end of the hospital corridor, we both arrive in a dimly-lit, green-shaded operation room. There are people inside. They are busy walking or doing things or observing another dimly-lit room through big glass panels. The writer just asks what the hell these guys are doing here, as this place is supposed to have been used for a series but is far from being an actual hospital. He enters the other dark room, and I follow him in spite of all these doctors telling us to stop.

In the room, I just all of a sudden drop dead on the floor, or at least I pretend to. The writer runs to me and I fake my death so well he believes it. I pretend to be dead because I am actually zombifying and I do not want him to try to save me or anything because when I will have totally turned into a zombie, I may very well kill him. This writer then just checks the rest of the room, but I hear him screaming. I get up and rush to where I hear the screams. There is another zombie eating him, removing his intestines. Somehow I think I can still save him, so I rush to the zombie and try to press my thumbs in his eyes. The zombie also tries to do that, but my eyes are closed, so all I see is light changing in intensity, since his thumbs (getting closer or further from my eyes) blocks the light of the room.

I think the changing light was actually due to real changing of light in the room while I was sleeping since my shutters were not closed this morning.

March 1

Lucid Tyrant
Importance: 3/5

I am in my corridor, trying to fall asleep, but this just does not work. I spend several minutes just relaxing, thinking "I am going to do a lucid dream, come on, fall asleep now", but in the end I just get up and go to the bathroom, annoyed that I cannot fall asleep. Then, in the bathroom, I realize that actually I may already be sleeping.

To verify that, I open the door leading from the bathroom to the corridor, imagining there will be Monica behind. I open the door, and... yes, there is Monica! This is all but a dream!

I am so excited at the idea I am lucid dreaming that I feel like I have to hurry and do whatever I would like to do. Monica does not seem to want to talk to me, so she begins leaving, but as she does I grab her arm. She still tries to leave and I violently tighten my grasp. I feel things are getting out of control, everything begins to turn black and as I begin to think I should spin to stimulate my brain and stay within the dream, I wake up.


Very Awkward Situation
Importance: 2/5



I am James Cromwell (picture above). I am in a big lavatory room with big mirrors and everything is very shiny in there. I am about to leave when a girl, maybe 10 years old, enters the room. She says she wants me. I tell her I have absolutely no want to have anything to do with her whatsoever, and I walk to the door, but she pushes me against a wall and begins to undress me while kissing me. I tell her to stop but she does not care and goes on. I cannot bear it anymore, so I push her away very violently and runs to the exit.

I also made a dream in which Hurley from Lost was drowning Charlie. Quite a violent night indeed!

March 2

Fragment:
Monica is with me and happy to see me, but I cannot stay with her because I have an important speech to do. I tell her I will see her in something like half an hour, we hug and I leave.
The speech seems to last for a long time, because I feel guilty I told her I would be back earlier than I actually am. I am at some sort of beach, checking on the horizon if I can see her. Finally, she approaches me, does not seem annoyed at all, and actually smiles at me.

March 5

Out of the Railways and Into the Wild
Importance: 2/5



I am shooting a documentary with Monica. Each one of us holds a movie camera. This documentary has something to do with trains. We are leaning outside of two different trains, but I am in a dangerous position and I might end up crashing in a wall.

The next thing I know, Monica an me are on a giant animal, maybe a tyrannosaurus. It is about 10 metres tall. We are under an absolutely gigantic bridge with equally gigantic pillars, maybe 150 metres high. The bridge looks rather old, but very solid still. However, even more gigantic elephants (something like 100 metres high!), maybe two of them, are unwillingly bumping into the pillars, damaging them. Even one of the pillars is completely destroyed, and I pray that Monica and I, sitting on our tyrannosaurus, will not be below the bridge anymore when it will break.

But as the tyronnausurus gets away from below the bridge, I look behind me and see one of those elephants chasing us. We look so tiny compared to the elephant, and each of his steps actually creates earthquakes. As I believe we may die, I am happy to see that Monica will not be the elephant's meal since she is picked up by a pterodactylus (The picture above tries to recreate the horrible vision before me. Look at those terrible claws.). The pterodactylus brings Monica a bit further, on top of a hill. The elephant is closing in on us, but all of a sudden he does not chase us anymore, maybe because the place we entered is too big for him. I am not on the tyrannosaurus anymore and I rush to Monica who is shocked. I tell her everything is fine and that she was lucky to have been taken by the pterodactylus because we could have died stomped by that elephant. She looks in pain and shows me her shoulder, telling me everything is not fine; the pterodactylus has made a hole in her shoulder, but it is not that alarming, so I tell her again that she will be fine.

And I also made a dream about Death Note. Well, it is definitely the case that series I really like influence me so much that I dream about them often. I would not have believed it since I think about them not that often.

March 6

Saving Gregory
Importance: 1/5



I am a friend of Gregory House, the main protagonist of House. House and I are in a waiting room with far too many people ahead of us. We are there because Gregory has an illness, but as we wait, he suddenly falls to the floor, unconscious, maybe dead. I ask for someone to help me bring him to the doctor's room even if it is not our turn, but nobody wants to help me. I scream to them that he might already be dead already and all they want is just waiting for their turn because they do not want to let someone get to the doctor's before them. Finally, one of them helps me and we carry House un the doctor's room. Once we are there, Gregory moves and just asks the doctor some questions, maybe related to one of his patients. I ask him "What, you were just faking your death?!" and he smiles in return.

Fragment:
I am on my way back home when three guys begin to provoke me. They steal my CD player and one of them is about to beat me up. I ask him why in hell does he have to do that, why being so nasty since I did not do anything wrong. He laughs but I continue to argue, and he finally agrees with me, they give me back my CD player and leave.

March 8

Taste Test
Importance: 3/5



I am entering my bathroom in France when I see an acquaintance from Japan in it. He asks me if I am fine, but I just think about the situation and it seems completely unprobable that he is really here. I pinch my nose and try to breathe, and it works as if I was not pinching it. I understand this is all but a dream, and I constantly rub my hands to try and stay in the dream. I go to my living room, and I tell myself "There will be a pizza on the table", and yes! A pizza box! Yippee!!!
I open the pizza box and am surprised to find the vegan pizza is approximately one centimetre long. It does not really matter since I just want to test if I can taste things for real in dreams, and I open two tiny little bags, one with basil in it and the other one with some tomato sauce in it. I pour the contents of the bags on my dwarf pizza and I eat it.
It tastes nothing, just air. Disappointed, I wake up.


Fragment:
I am reading a mail I just received telling me I have been chosen to translate parts of the new video game adapted from the latest Batman, but in Lego. The guy who sent the mail said that he wanted a new vision on his translation to be more able to see any mistakes he could have made. I am really happy at the thought that this will be the first video game I am going to translate professionally.

And God, it was only a dream! I also remember three other fragments, that was a good night.

March 11

Fragment:
I play a fighting video game with a friend. He explains to me that most of the characters have not been unlocked. We each choose a character and give it a go. I am playing with one of the main protagonists of the game Virtua Cop 2, and although I seem to play far better than my friend and I keep on hitting him, his character is never defeated, and I suspect some foul play.
I finally ask him if T-Bag (from Prison Break) is among the characters we can choose to fight with. He checks in the list and tells me that yes, although he is not unlocked yet so we cannot play with him.


Fragment:
A guy warns another one to stay where he is, because the place is dangerous. The reason for it being dangerous is that up a tree, there is a car. The man then just removes planks from under the car so that it falls off the tree.

March 16

In the last days, I had both a false awakening and a failed reality check; I pinched my nose and tried to breathe, and it seems that I could not breathe, which is unlikely to happen in dreams. So I deduced I was not dreaming. I rely too much on these reality checks!

Open Day
Importance: 2/5



I am at the main exit of my university, observing all those people passing by. There are far too many students and they seem rather young, so I realize this is the annual university Open Day. Two girls ask me to show them around although I did not subscribe to be one of the guides for the day, but I accept and I show them the library. Suddenly, an alarm rings in the main building. It has rung before but for no important reason, so I think it is just a false alert. But as I give a look to the main building, I stare at an impressive fire in the main hall, and because this is Open Day, numerous people are certainly burning inside. I try to think about what I should do, just flee for not being burnt, or on the other hand going there to try and save people, although people are gushing out from everywhere. Finally, I throw my jacket to the ground and rush to the main hall.

March 20

Changing Words
Importance: 2/5



I wake up in my bed, just to find a naked Japanese woman lying at the other end of the bed. She smiles at me, and I wonder how she got there. After some time spent thinking, I think I might be dreaming, so I ask her if I am and if she is just in my head. As an answer, she just laughs. She does not seem to mock me, she just laughs. It seems evident that it is all but a dream. Excited to have achieved lucidity, I completely ignore her and search something to read. There is nothing in my surroundings I can read, which is strange given I am in my room. I rub my hands the whole time so as to concentrate on my dream and to prevent myself from waking up too early. Words finally appear randomly, sometimes even on my bed itself. But each time I look at words, keep it in mind, and look at it again, the words have changed. I deduce then that in my dreams, writing keeps on changing, constantly. I continue to rub my hands but I also spin around to concentrate some more, because I feel I am about to wake up. I then go to a wall and tells myself I want a painting to appear there, but I wake up before my wish comes true.

I don't remember any of the words I have seen written down. Curious.

March 21

Lightning Strikes Twice
Importance: 2/5



I am driving in a street, at night, with a girl (supposedly my girlfriend) with me. The next thing I know, I go out of someone's house with this girl and, out of nowhere, I get hit by a lightning, burning me up.

I open my eyes. I understand I just saw the future. My girlfriend is lying next to me, and I tell her that we have to go. We take my car.

I am driving in a street, at night, with a girl (supposedly my girlfriend) with me. I tell her I am going to be struck by a lightning soon, although I am not sure when, but maybe I will be able to escape this fate. We enter a house in which we are supposed to be guests.
Later, after we leave, it is still night, raining, and on the way to the car, I fear I am going to be struck any second now.

This dream was a strange mix between the movie Next I have seen yesterday and the French movie Vidocq (picture above).

Originally Posted by Flying Mandarine

March 21

Lightning Strikes Twice
Importance: 2/5



I am driving in a street, at night, with a girl (supposedly my girlfriend) with me. The next thing I know, I go out of someone's house with this girl and, out of nowhere, I get hit by a lightning, burning me up.

I open my eyes. I understand I just saw the future. My girlfriend is lying next to me, and I tell her that we have to go. We take my car.

I am driving in a street, at night, with a girl (supposedly my girlfriend) with me. I tell her I am going to be struck by a lightning soon, although I am not sure when, but maybe I will be able to escape this fate. We enter a house in which we are supposed to be guests.
Later, after we leave, it is still night, raining, and on the way to the car, I fear I am going to be struck any second now.

This dream was a strange mix between the movie Next I have seen yesterday and the French movie Vidocq (picture above).

Trippy I love your dreams! and i think you write great english... even better than me

Alovelyfeeling: Thanks! Well, I remember lots of dreams when I wake up these last weeks but most of them are not really interesting, so I just forget them very quickly. Most of them are so uninteresting that I even wish to do nightmares!

Following a Girl
Importance: 1/5



I am in a very dark prison completely empty of people, or so it seems at first sight. I follow a little girl, trying to keep her safe. I hear crazy laughs coming from open jails, and monsters try to attack her. These monsters are naked people upside-down, walking on the ceiling. They are actually not walking, they are just sliding. I try to kill some of them, and after a short while, we are now in sewers.

There is some water at places, and two seconds after the girl has crossed a short river, a giant monster-shark comes out and tries to eat her. This happens several times, but the shark always fails. However, the problem is that if I directly follow the girl's steps, chances are I will be killed by these sharks, so I proceed with caution.

That was definitely influenced by Silent Hill Origins (picture above).

March 24

Le nouveau film de Cassel
Importance: 1/5



I am in my living room with my parents. I am sitting on the floor, petting Choupette, the dog living with us, while my parents eat, watching the evening news. In the news, they begin to show the trailer for a new movie supposed to be an adaptation from a book by someone very famous such as Shakespeare or Molière.

In this trailer, French actor Vincent Cassel (picture above) is eating dinner at a court, maybe the French court of some random king of France. He is obviously drunk, and after getting in an argument with one of the other actors, he jumps on the table and begins dancing. The dance looks absolutely incredible, but as he nears the end of this short dance, one can see so obviously that it is not Cassel but a professional dancer performing. It is so obvious I nearly get angry.