Biking Marathon
Non-Dream Dream Lucid Dream Semi-Lucid
I was on my bike, next to a mountain. In front of me were my dad and my brother. We had trained really hard for this mountain bike race. We were close to first place, and were paddling as hard as we could. There was a hill in which we had to get off our bikes, and walk uphill, dozens of bikers (which where not in the same race) came the opposite way, at tremendous speeds. One of them jumped right above me, and I felt lucky I hadn't lost my head. We kept paddling, and reached the "individual" challenge. I had to race another guy, for 1 kilometer, the winner, won the marathon. My dad and brother were cheering me, the race started. I paddled as hard as I could, and beat the guy for 1 second.
WWIII
Non-Dream Dream Lucid Dream Semi-Lucid
Note: Maria Auxiliadora is my old school in Venezuela, it has grades from grade 1, to grade 11 (when you graduate). It is divided into the elementary area, and high school area, although they are connected, and during lunch you are allowed to go to any of these areas.
Me, Juan and Alejandro were holding guns, I was confused at first, not sure what we were doing with the guns. Then my "memory" (dream plot background?) rushed to my mind. We had to identify and exterminate the undercover gang that had intruded into the school. We spot a group of people who we had never seen before, and they were holding guns, about 15 of them. "That looks like them" I said to Juan, he was just staring at the sky, like his mind was somewhere else. Alejandro caught Juan's attention, and we then approached the gang. As soon as they spotted us, they pointed their guns at us. We open fire, I take cover behind a bench, Juan threw a grenade at them, took about 3 down. Alejandro rushed towards them with a pistol and a knife, takes 2 more. About 10 left, I grab my machine gun and shot at them, hit all 10 of them at least 20 times each, only then do I realize I was holding a paintball, Juan and Alejandro look at me in desperation, 2 members of the gang are holding a gun to their head. 1 shot, another shot. Before my eyes are my 2 best friends, dead on the ground. My survivor instinct tells me to run away from there, I run as fast as I can, to the elementary area, I know they are following me, I see Grade 1's door open, I go in, there's no one inside.
I hide under the desks close to the board, laid down and look out the door. I lost them. I see a grade one kid staring at me, petrified. I tell him everything is ok. I then see the grade 1 Teacher laying on the floor, facing up, listening to her Ipod. She tells me that nothing's ok, the world is in chaos, and that the world will explode in any minute "when the bombs are dropped".
I'm confused. I didn't know there was a World War going on, I don't understand. The little grade 1 kid holds my hand, and it's like he is showing me everything that went on while I was unconscious. The whole world is in war, people are being slaughtered, every second.
I drop to my knees, crying, why didn't I know about this? How could this happen. I wake up
Zombie Apocalypse
Non-Dream Dream Lucid Dream Semi-Lucid
I'm leading a group of people, we have to find and kill the zombie that escaped from the Final War (between humans and zombies).
It is a fast zombie, so we have to watch our backs. We split, so we can find it before it infects someone. The streets are all destroyed, we are living in an apocalyptic era.
There is fog everywhere, almost reminds me of Silent Hill.
I enter a dark alley, knowing the zombie is somewhere close. I turn around, and see the creature sprinting towards me, I pull the trigger. At least 40 bullets go into the zombie. But he is still coming towards me at great speed. I'm out of bullets. I panic, turn around and run. The zombie grabs me from behind and throws me to the floor. We wrestle on the floor, but his jaws wrap around my fore arm. I feel a burning sensation through my veins. In less than 10 seconds, I'm a zombie. Only then I understand that it was all a trap. He wasn't the last zombie left, in fact there are hundreds of them, they are just hiding inside the buildings.
I'm a big zombie, with a lot of health. I'm roaming the empty streets, between really tall buildings. I know all the humans are in barricades on the roofs of the buildings. Bridges have been built, connecting all the buildings. I see a shadow in the fog, a girl, human girl. I run towards her, I need to eat. As I grab her arm, I freeze, I see her face, it's my girlfriend, my human girlfriend, she touches my face, and a tear runs down her cheek. I feel an amount of sadness impossible to describe. I'm trying to fight my zombie instincts from my emotions. "It's okay" she says to me. She hugs me, and I feel an incredible warmth inside, but I'm still struggling with myself. She looks down, and gives me her arm, she wants me to turn her into one. I take a bite, and resist the impulse to keep eating.
Her flesh is soft and warm, she shows a little amount of pain in her face, but seconds later she is one of us.
We meet with other zombies inside a building. There are all kinds of zombies. Strong zombies, fast zombies, boomers, tanks, smokers, climbers, leapers, human hunters, normal zombies. Human hunters have located the last tribe of humans, we know the exact building. Leapers go to a different building, so they can leap from building to building, to where the humans are. Climbers start climbing the wall of the building. Fast zombies rush up the stairs. Me and my girlfriend... we take the elevator, and get there first than any other zombie. Seconds later, the whole herd of zombies reach the human camp on the roof, the slaughter begins.
Bullets fly everywhere, flesh and blood spill on the floor. Both races begin to decrease every second. My girlfriend sees a little kid, and runs towards him, a bullet goes through her head, she drops dead. I turn around, the father of the kid is holding a magnum sniper, aiming at me now, I start running towards him with tears in my eyes, dodging every bullet, going above every obstacle on the way, I leap 10 meters, and land on him, I bite his neck, ripping out the carotid artery. I turn around and see the little kid jump off the building. I take another look around, there is no one zombie left besides me. All humans are surrounding me, I drop to my knees, "Fuck humanity" were my last words, hundreds of guns are shot, I fall flat, dead, on the ground, see my own blood flowing besides me. Wake up sweating
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