Thread: Korley's SD Workbook

Here I will post the dreams that I recall and anything SD related

September 18th 2010 05:01-08:39

Awake Non-lucid Semi-lucid

It's night time, I'm lost in a forest. There are trees everywhere, all tinted blue from the darkness. I cannot see the sky, there's a slight breeze. It should be peaceful... but it's not. I sense danger. I move up a gravel path until I hear someone shout. I instantly tense up, awaiting danger.

"C'mon!" I hear someone shout. Looking downwards, I see a strong rushing river. It's slanted, but no water leaves the banks. I know that if I land in it I'll die. On the opposite bank is a teenage girl. Her brown eyes are wide, chin-length hair ruffled. She gestures to me, obviously afraid of something.

I run and jump, miraculously landing on the other bank. She grabs my arm and sprints forward. "They're after us!" The gravel path turns to slippery mud. I have no idea who "they" are, but I know it too. I name the girl Mae. She's smaller than me, with delicate features. A fast runner, too.

"They have bombs!" She screams, terrified. Then I hear it... a sort of disturbance in the air. An engine. "We need to get underground." She sees a wooden plank, sticking up out of the mud. Relief floods onto her face, she knows what it is. She yanks the plank from the earth, catches my eye, and jumps into the hole where the plank was. The mud swallows her up. I find another plank. It has "the Hag" written on it. For a second I don't know if I should, but then I hear the bombers getting closer. I rip the plank up and jump.

I land on my back with an "oomph!" I'm now in an underground room. Luckily it's bare, with no hag. Thank god...

A tall boy with bright orange and red hair walks in. His name's Jay, he's a friend from school He takes me to his room, where his brother is too. I look around, a little suspicious. I even check in his black wardrobe. He laughs, and lets me look where I want. He tells me this place is called the Warren. I feel like a rabbit. I wonder where Mae disappeared to.

[Dream Skip - A few months later] I am now a member of the Warren. They are protecting me from the ones who want to kill me. They treat me as if i'm special, I think they know something I don't. But Mae says they'll tell me in time. The entire situation confuses me.

I stand in a field across from the main entrance to the Warren, which is a grey, stony cave. When you go inside, it leads down underground. There are two "guards" standing at the Cave. It's a gorgeous sunny day, flowers are everywhere. The sun brings warmth to my skin, but as always, there's a breeze. The wind never truely leaves this place.

There's something going on over by the Cave. I run over to see. Mae is there. She's pushing someone in a wheelchair, an old man with wild eyes. He stares at me, and I get that creepy danger feeling again. There's something not right about him, something I don't trust. He's one of them, he's here to kill me. I try to tell them but they don't believe me, they say he's harmless, a cripple.

I flee, sprinting past the Cave into the field of Golden Thorns. It slopes downwards. Somewhere during my sprint, I morph into a wolf. I'm crashing through the thorns on all fours, panting. Nothing matters except the instinct to get away from that man. I'm trying to get as deep as possible into the thorns, where the crippled man cannot find me. I stop and lay down flat in a hollow, whining. I stay there for awhile.

[Dream skip - a few years] I stand on top of the stone steps. They lead down to a road, and then across that is my hometown. I run a leap, flying. Everything is sharper and clearer than before. I have more control. I use my large, golden feathered wings to propel me into the air. I fly to the field, landing. Everyone is amazed, but they already know my abilities.

Is it just me, or is Mae looking slightly jealous? I don't trust her now. She brought the cripple here, and even after these few years, I still believe he is trying to kill me. He's just waiting for the chance. I see him watching me from across the field. Shivers travel up my spine. I resist the urge to flee.

"We need to talk." Mae declares.

"See you at the castle." I say. I take off, souring to the castle.

[Dream skip - a few minutes] I'm sitting on the wall of the castle. It's so high up, I feel like I'm floating on the highest cloud. The wind threatens to throw me off the wall. Below me are hills, but they're tiny from this height. I can see the forest, and can imagine the Warren running underneath. I can see the Cave, and the field. I can see the golden thorns behind it.

Mae stands next to me. "Are you going to kill me?" She asks quietly.

I swing my legs over the edge of the wall, wondering what would happen if I fell. I'd fly, of course... And live. A part of me just wants to fall and see what happens.

"You saved my life once, so I won't take yours. But you brought the danger to me, so understand that I'll never trust you, Mae."

She sits on the wall beside me. I feel calm, something I've never felt since I winded up in that goddamn forest. I stare out across it, and I can feel her watching me closely. I wonder if she thinks she can kill me. Instead, the unexpected happens.

"I'm sorry." She whispers. Then her body slips off of the wall. I don't fly down to save her, I don't do anything. I continue to stare across, wondering whether or not I should tear the cripple to pieces with my wolf teeth. A small part of my mind tells me I'm paranoid. All he's done is watch and listen. Maybe that's all he needs.

WILD Attempt

So I attempted an afternoon nap WILD, but failed

I got to the stage of numbness (almost like you're floating) and after awhile realised I heard faint string music. I didn't progress any further though because this distracted me and I lost my focus.

My Plans For Tonight...

Okay, so where I am it's currently 21:20. So I'm gonna read for a little bit to relax, and then go to bed between 21:30 and 22:00. Depends how good my book gets...

I'm going to set my SCACapp (i'm experimenting with this) for about 3, 5 and 7.5 hours in. It's supposed to wake me up during REM (I don't know how far into REM though) and the more tries I get, the better. If this fails to work, then i'll just go back to my normal schedual But last night I went for 5 hours I think and got a pretty decent dream. The most vivid than I've had in a long time and considering the fact I morphed into a wolf... maybe I'm onto a good thing here! I will update tomorrow morning.

September 19th 2010 - School Problems

Quick note: Last night pretty much failed because I found it so hard to get to sleep. I ended up getting to sleep several hours after I went to bed I'll try again tonight though...

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my school quad, a large empty space between buildings. I sit on the concrete, watching people pass and thinking about nothing. Everything is grey, the brick floor, the school, the uniform and even the clouds in the sky. A large figure walks up and stands over me.

"Are you okay?" I realise it's Conner. "You look kind of depressed..." His form blots out the little sun I had, making my day even darker than it was before. And he's right, I feel a little bitter.

"I'm fine." I mutter, because all I really want is for him to piss off and leave me by myself. He seems to understand, and leaves. When he moves, I can see the rest of the quad again. Nobody's here, it's empty. I don't remember the bell ringing though...

I watch the two shelters, where I usually hang out in. There's something going on in the second one. I get up and hurry over.

Conner and a random are fighting. There's a table against the wall, where Aaron sits, just watching passively. The random is on the ground, and Conner is kicking him. Suddenly Conner's head snaps up and he sees me, then he runs away, leaving the random on the floor. Conner would get in serious trouble if anyone found out about this. Before I think about it, I kneel down, grab a fistful of the random's dark hair and lift his head up. I slam it onto the concrete several times, as hard as I can. I lift his face up again and study the damage. What's left of his facial features are hidden by a mash of swelling, bruises and blood. He's dead.

The bell rings, and I decide to head out for some retail therapy.

[Dream skip - 30 minutes] I'm in a shop, at the front of the que. There's a line of people trailing out of the glass doors behind me. There are mobile/cell phones hooked in neat lines all over the white walls. The lighting is too bright, it's flourescent and hurts my eyes. Finally I'm called into a door on my left. An old man with fluffy, white hair asks me what he can do for me.

"I'm here for a shot of blueberry juice." In the dark room I notice a huge sofa chair and a coffee table. I sit down and take the shotglass of blueberry juice from the table. He quickly snatches it off me before I can drink it.

"I don't sell this to anyone under sixteen."

"But I was told you're the best supplier!"

"I am, to anyone over the age of sixteen." (Apparently in this dream, blueberry juice is like a class A drug of something...)

"That's shit. Just give me the juice!"

The door bursts open and Taylor (my cousin) walks in. He quickly takes in my hysterical state and takes me outside. "Let's take you somewhere to calm down." He says quietly.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] He takes me to a gaming shop, and tells me he'll be back in a few minutes. I shrug and scan over the aisles. I see a game with my face on it.

Suddenly as I stare in shock, I feel something disconnect from me. I look to my right and see a light blue, almost transparent me floating next to my body. It's attatched to me by blue string at my waist and neck. It's part of my soul, it's leaving me. I scream when I realise.

Taylor storms in to save the day (again). I cling onto the string, he lifts me up and carries me out of the shop. He carries me across a white stone bridge. A wave crashes over it and soaks us, saturating my soul, making it harder to stay with me. Taylor puts me in his white car, which gets my soul back to normal. The sun is out and bright now. Taylor quickly drives me back to school and tells me to have a good day, and to not get in anymore trouble.

I head up to biology and sit down. Conner comes up and sits next to me. He whispers that that the random was found, but people thought he was stabbed by someone else at school. Relief floods through me.

[Dream skip - After class] I'm at the end of the corridor and have just won "Pupil of the Year" award. Two girls are next to me, looking insanely jealous. The headteacher will be coming up, and she hates me. She'll most likely try to humiliate me in some way. I need to get out of here... The two girls will set off the alarm if I run, out of spite. But running is the only chance I have. I tell them i've left something in biology, the stairs are next to the classroom door. Once I get to the doors to the stairs, I bolt through them and run as fast as I can.

By the time I get to the bottom, the alarm's ringing. I sprint across the quad and into the entrance hall. I make it though the doors just before they slide shut. Now that I'm out, I know they'll call the police. I run across the road, managing not to get ran over. Instead of taking my usual route, I head down a hill to where a stream is, running on the gravel path alongside it. Why can't I run so fast now? I concentrate on the ground, which helps a little. Once the path ends, I come across a little lakehouse. Without hesitating, I leap off of the tall bank and into the lake. Other than the fact it's not supposed to be here, the lake is salty... Wierd.

I climb onto a black ledge that runs across the lakehouse. I shuffle until I think I'm close enough to the bank, the fling myself from the ledge and onto the path.

Once again I run as if lions are after me. I can hear police sirens, and pretty closely too. Just as i'm next to my house, a police car shows up. I quickly head up the steps and unlock the door. Before I go in, I risk a glance behind me. The police car isn't there anymore, in its place is my dad's jeep. My dad, a woman, and two guys close to my age get out. Since when did my dad have a girlfriend? Does that mean those guys are my step-brothers?

We all walk in, I head straight to the kitchen. The two guys sit at my table. The older one is someone I know, a guy from school who I really don't get on with. He glares at me and says; "Nice scive today." I ignore him and ask his brother how old he is. Fourteen apparently. My day just gets better and better... Not.

I stomp my way up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Just to clarify - I'm not usually like this haha I don't fight people, take drugs, scive school or go into stroppy moods...

My Plans For Tonight...

So tonight is just going to be the same as last night, except I'll tweak it a little since I have school. I've also been given a MILD file, so I'll look over that and incorporate it into my routine. Hopefully all will be well

You write your dreams really well with lots of detail and they are prety long to. You must have good recall.

Originally Posted by MadMonkey

You write your dreams really well with lots of detail and they are prety long to. You must have good recall.

Thank you Well I get at least one dream per night no matter what, and yes they are long. I'm focusing on recalling more dreams each night now I've gotten back into writing in my DJ so things should start looking up again.

September 20th 2010 - The Last Game

Quick note: Once again I found it hard to sleep, which screwed up the whole night. I lay in bed for hours and finally got to sleep at about 1:30, then I had to get up at 7... So my recall was very poor last night It was quite linear though, no dream skips.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

They welcome us into the entrance hall. A large room, pale blue, with flags of all different coutries hanging from the walls. We descend the steps and wait patiently at the door, I never truely see the people I am with.

"You're missing some flags." I murmer to the guard at the door. He tells me his master does not hang flags he doesn't like. I snort in disbelief, but keep quiet. He opens the door and I go in, cautiously.

The main Hall is like a bigger version of the entrance hall. The flags are banners and tapestries. I quickly jog down more stairs, and stand opposite the throne. I feel on edge and ready for anything. Sitting upon the throne is a man with very pale blue eyes and greying black hair. (This is my dad, but I didn't realise this then).

"You're missing some flags." I sneer. His eyes flick over me, taking in my weapons and black clothing (I guess I was a ninja )

"Todays Game should be fun, it is your last one after all." He laughs as the sneer drops from my face and my gaze turns icy cold.

"What do I get?"

He throws something over and I snatch it from the air. I open the navy blue pouch and something pastes itself to my hands. I study them; my palms and fingers are navy blue, coated in a shiny, rubbery material I've never seen before. There are tiny hooks in it, to help me climb. I look up, and a slight nod tells me the Game has started.

I throw myself to the right, his guards are already after me. There are rafters though. I take off to my right and use my palms to quickly run up the wall. Arrows fly past me, but I'm moving too fast for anything to hit. I run along a rafter and jump through a gap, leading me outside. I land in a cornered off area, a mix of concrete and grass. I hear a snarl and pivot around.

Before me is a huge, green monster on all fours, eyes bulging. A metal plate of armour strapped over it. (If you play Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess and Final Fantasy, it's like a cross between some of the monsters in those games ) I grab the pole that's strapped to my back and leave no time to waste. I run straight at it, sliding along the floor at the last minute and whacking it under its legs, unhooking the armour. I manage to get a tiny bomb under it aswell.

I smile slightly as I watch it explode into pieces.

"That's all good, honey, but I think that's enough fighting for now..."

I spin around, it's my mother. There's a random sink in the middle of the cornered area, she's washing a large stack of dishes.

I pick up a slimey eye from the monster and hold it up. "Yeah, but washing dishes isn't going to help me." I mean, Jesus Christ, I'm trying to win my last fucking Game here...

My dad comes ou, and I recognise his as the man who first laid the Games on me. His hair is white now, he's came to settle things himself. I'm about to run toward him when he pulls out a gun and shoots me.

"Not... fair..." I splutter, as I fall to the ground. My mother screams. My last thought is that I lost the Game.

My Plans For Tonight...

I'm going to bed later because the past few nights I've found it so hard getting to sleep. So I'm off to get some homework done (it's late but it's easy). I'll try to get to sleep for about 30 minutes and if that fails, I'll switch my lamp on and read for a little while. Then I'll try again.

I'll do what I tried to do last night using my SCAC. Still in the experimenting stages... It works better than my original alarm because it's so loud and my dad gets on at me for getting up in the early hours of the morning. Still don't know if waking at the late stages of REM is a good thing. Wish me luck!

September 21st 2010 - The School Trip

Quick note: Last nights recall was also pretty bad. I lost sleep again, so I feel pretty rubbish today. Hopefully this will cause me to sleep tonight

Awake Non-Lucid

We're on a school trip, at a theme park. I'm with a bunch of friends, talking about bands and music. The rollercoaster nearly encircles us. I randomly give Gary a pen because I forgot to give it him back.

My music teacher comes over and begins to ask questions about the band I'm in.

"Well it's a rock band but people find the stuff a little crazy. I don't care though because it's what I want to do."

Two of my friends who are actually in bands stare at me awkwardly and I realise I'm not actually in one. I mutter excuses and turn away, attempting to laugh it off.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] We're in a gravel car park, waiting for the bus to come. We all stop in a big group to wait. I notice a small, slightly over-weight man dressed in uniform. He grabs two suitcases and lays one each at two american girls feet. They're about to say thank you when he kneels down and starts to line them up perfectly. "Too far." One of them says and then they turn away. Hmm... How strange.

Our bus pulls up and it takes us to the classroom. It's on a hill. There's a roof with flourescent lights, but no walls. I take my seat, but C and R come up. C pulls out two yellow books, says happy birthday, and gives us one each. Mines is a novel I've read before. R's is called "Lucid Dreaming and the Quad." With a cartoon picture on the front of someone sleeping. She seems rather disinterested though.

A biology teacher comes up after he sees what she has. He tells us he LDs sometimes and goes on to tell us what he does but for some reason I can't make out what he's saying.

[Dream skip - During class] My english teacher asks where my essay is. Shit! Hadn't I asked to copy notes off someone?

"I'm dressed in leggings for Christ's sake! What more do you want!?" I shout. But before that I didn't know I was wearing them. I look down and see brown and black leggings, with straps and flaps over them. I look like I just came out of Final Fantasy. She ignores me and starts writing on the blackboard behind her. I moan and call her names in my head.

[Dream skip - After school] I'm in the Co-op staring and examining different types of bottled water. A middle-aged man comes in with a large bag of bananas, and fills a tray with them. He tells me he hates it when the store runs out. Why? That means people like them.

I grab a bottle, turn around, and notice garlic cloves all over the floor. I try not to step on any as I head out the door.

Ugh, pretty boring for my standards. I have another dream to type out, but I need to do it later because right now I'm going out for dinner

Hostile Little Red Eyes...

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm walking down the blue cycle path near my house. It's a bright, warm day but with the perfect amount of wind blowing in my face. My friend Rochelle is with me. We walk and talk about meaningless things at the same time. I'm eating too, weetabix minis. Except they're not so mini. Why am I drinking this milk? I don't even like milk.

[Dream skip - A few minutes later] I'm now at home, and Rochelle is with me. I go to the kitchen, planning on shredding some chocolate to put in my weetabix. I shred the chocolate, but cheese lands in the bowl instead. I get frustrated. I don't want cheese! I eat it anyway because I'm pretty hungry, it doesn't taste too bad. My dad comes in and tells me cereal isn't good for me. I tell him to go away and keep shredding cheese.

I don't realise how long it's taken me, because when I look up again it's dark outside the windows and Rochelle has gone home. Okay... I forget about my weetabx and head up to my bedroom. My laptop's already on, on a video chat to Rochelle. Why is she crying?

"You were so nasty to me today! You're such a hostile person... You start fights with everyone!" She continues to cry, shouting at the screen. Here she goes again...

"I didn't say anything today! What are you on about?" I say, defensive. All I done was eat weetabix. She continues to rant. I partially lose interest as a pink bird lands on my bare leg. I watch as it pecks bloody holes into my skin. I shoo it away and inspect the peck marks. At least they don't hurt...

"I'm just so glad I have my boyfriend otherwise I wouldn't know how to cope with you! For three years!"

"You've known him three months." Then I chase after the bird. I grab it from the air and realise it's mechanic... But it feels real and looks real. But its eyes are red and flashing. Someone's sent this after me. I eye Rochelle suspiciously. She continues to cry and shout about how I'm such a shitty person. God, she sure can moan. I sit on the floor, cradling the pink bird in my hands, wondering about it.

Something's not right about my room. Is this how I left it? For a moment I don't even think it's my real bedroom. It's bigger isn't it? But then I dismiss the thought when the bird chirps. Then I look up. There's a doll on the floor, with creepy wide, red flashing eyes. I start to freak out, I really really don't like dolls. It looks like it's about to stand up and eat me. I scream at Rochelle to shut up and throw the bird at the doll.

Another short and boring dream. Well I better get a decent one tonight with a little action in it Or I'm going to get really pissed.

My Plans For Tonight...

Tonight I'm going to WBTB and attempt a WILD. I'm going to wake up after about 6 hours. I should get to sleep quickly tonight because I feel really tired; as in groggy and stinging eyes etc. This should get my sleep pattern back on track... I'll post what happens in the morning! Goodnight to you all

September 22nd 2010 - Pose

Quick note: I got more sleep last night, but my alarm (iPod) died during the night so I didn't get up to WBTB/WILD -_- Recall is still pretty rubbish.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm at school, but classes have been switched. Why am I going to german? I haven't been in a german class since S2. It's one of the most boring subjects ever.

I take off my brown leather bag, take a folder from it, then hook it up. I don't use this bag... I had it in S2 (maybe I went back in time).

I sit down at the front of the class, book open, ready to be bored to death. My teacher comes up and sits next to me, because a student is taking the class. He turns around to "help" me but I just want to figure it out on my own, so I ignore him. The student writes a few words on the board but I have no idea what they mean. "P" something.

[Dream skip - Half an hour] I'm in a small shop with the rest of my german class. We've to choose a snack from the fridges and buy it at the counter running along the far yellow wall. I head over to the fridges (opposite) but my music teacher stands in the way. I stand on my tiptoes and grab a box labelled "chocolate fudge cake".

Hayley is at the counter, an ex-friend of mine. She smiles as I walk up, but I'm taking none of it. "What a class of neds eh? I didn't realise we had to many..." I tell her, nodding towards her group of friends. She remains silient.

"You've got the same snack!" The woman manning the counter says. I eye Hayley's snack with distaste... Chocolate fudge cake. "Wait a minute," the woman grabs a large camera excitedly; "strike a pose!"

We pose, grinning in an overexagerated way, but as soon as the photo's taken we drop it like it never happened. "Don't be a whore..." I murmer under my breath as she walks away.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] Now I'm in the main hall, back at school. I'm watching everyone else watch something. I can't see it because they're all in the way. I once again stand on my tiptoes. There's a photoshoot set. A woman tells to come up one at a time, pose and then sit back down.

What!? I don't want to do that! I'd rather be in boring german. Then I notice my hair's grown. My hair's long again! That was fast. It feels a bit heavy, but maybe this shoot will be fun after all.

Max comes up to me. "Hey, did you cut your hair?" I ask in horror. He runs his fingers through it, looking sheepish. "No! Don't cut it! Unless it needs a trim. Only Liam needs to cut his hair."

Possibly the shittiest dream I've ever had.

My Plans For Tonight...

Same as last night although I'm going to bed like right now. I'll probably sleep well Feeling quite tired... Goodnight

September 26th 2010 - Escape

Quick note: Sorry for not posting my dreams for the past few days, I got busy.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

I'm sitting in my chemistry classroom, but I'm not learning anything. It's like I'm waiting for something... I hear my classmates talking about unimportant stuff behind me. I keep waiting.

Soon enough, a man walks into the room. He looks travel-worn, and slightly damp. He murmers something to the classteacher and then looks around. "I'll take that one." He says, pointing to me. She nods and I get up, and follow him out the door without any objections.

[Dream skip - Unknown] I now know that his name is Mason, and he's taken me to what seems like a different world. This place is like nothing I've ever seen before. The turqious walls are made of smooth stone, but they're still jagged, with little ridges across them. Water flows down them, soaks the floor and makes my feet damp. There are several deep pools of water near me.

We're both leading horses. Mine is a gorgeous chestnut. There's something different about them, but I don't know what yet. We're here to take samples of this newly found water land.

I hear a hissing sound behind us. We turn and find three mermaids, which don't look friendly. They manage to stand on their tails, which makes them tall and frightening. Their hair is like Medusa, full of snakes. They have wide, gaping mouths, lined with several rows of needle-sharp teeth. They're hissing and... Why are they reaching behind themselves? They pull out thin black bows. One of them is already dead, shot by Mason. But then one of them shoots with blinding speed and he goes down.

I leap onto the horse. It gallops and then dives into a nearby pool. It's dark and eerie, but I have no other options except getting an arrow in my chest. The horse is a waterhorse! It's so fast underwater. It knows I need to breathe though, so occasionally it dives from a pool and into another. Sometimes I think that there is no other opening, that I'm trapped and am going to drown. But I fear the mermaids more.

Suddenly Chestnut kicks out and down he sinks, but he's taken a mermaid with him. Shit, it's me or the mermaid and I have no weapons. She can swim fast too, I don't know where to go! I manage to find a surface and get out. I sprint for it. There's another pool, with a strong downwards current. I sigh with relief as I throw myself in. It drags me down, down, down at a crazy speed.

But then I realise the mermaid is above me. I didn't get pushed down fast enough for her to lose me. I manage to pull myself out of the dream.

The other night all I remember is that I was pregnant. I kept telling my brother "I'm pregnant! Can you believe it?!" (Which IRL I totally wouldn't do because he'd seek the guy out and murder him, painfully ) God, I was so happy to be pregnant! Which I guess is kinda wierd since I'm only a teen, but who cares, I like kids. I kept clutching my stomach and then something fell out of my shirt. It felt kind of like the pig heart I picked up in biology the other day (was fucking awesome btw).

ANYWAY: I can't remember much from last night so I'm not going to go into aload of detail like I usually do. Pretty much I was rolling around on the pavement outside my school with a group of friends and ended up hurting myself. I kinda felt the pain but in a dull kind of way... hmmm... A dinner lady took me to a chocolate store but I didn't eat any, I just watched some mini toys play around in a glass case. It was an average dream, nothing exciting happened in it -_-

Lift

Awake Non-Lucid

I walk into a lift with some other people. I notice a friend standing outside the lift waving, but I ignore him. Just as the lift begins to rise, he thrusts his hand between the doors and thrusts them open. The lift closes and he's left behind.

Up, up, up me go. For a long time. The can see through the walls. Outside is dark and glittering. The city shines, in all its glory. I've never been in such a tall building before.

Suddenly the lift stops. We're worried, something's about to go wrong.

I does, the lift falls. I scream and brace myself against the walls. I keep imagining exploding lifts. It shakes and I'm thrown to the floor, Phil landing beside me. We hit the ground quite suddenly. I'm amazed we're still alive. We cling onto eachother, trying to stay safe. We think it's over...

A message pops on a wall. It says we'll be here between 2-100 years, while they do maintenence. The blood drains from my face in horror. I try to find a way out of the wreckage, but there is none.

Alone

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

I'm handed a cello and told to go sit down. I try to argue, telling her that I don't play cello, I play piano. She refuses to listen, so I take my seat, defeated. I experiment by playing a few strings, but none of it's good. I look around the circle of people, all holding string instruments. Is this the school string group?

There's an older man sitting on what looks like a lifeguard seat. I quietly tell him that I've never played cello before. He smiles kindly and says I'll be just fine.

The teacher screeches at me to stop talking, and then hands me a sheet of lines to write out.

[Dream skip - A few hours] We're now on a school trip. But since I'm in my teachers bad books, I'm not allowed past the bus. They all leave, so I look around. There's a path going around the side of a hill, to my right. I break into a car and drive up there. But I go too fast and suddenly the hill is a cliff. I spin and knock a car off the cliff, swiftly following it.

[Dream skip - A minute] I'm in a wreckage. It's dark, dust clouding the air. I choke a little a try to get up. Someone pins me down.

"Little bitch, you'll pay for this." It must be the man who I knocked off the cliff. He doesn't look hurt, but he's furious. He holds me down and grabs my face. I scream at him to get off of me, and try to kick him off. We struggle for awhile, and I hit him numerous times. Someone grabs him and pulls him off me. I'm shaking and scared. The guy sits down beside me and puts his arms around me. I recognise him as Asher, he kisses me and then the dream skips again

[Dream skip - Unknown] I'm in a small shop. A garage perhaps. I know I'm dreaming but I'm not fully aware. I see a pale boy sitting down, black hair... It's Asher! I go over to him, smiling. I sit on his lap, and he says he needs to introduce me to someone. I extend my hand in front of me and motion upwards. The door across the room opens. He grins and takes my hand. It's a toilet, but there's a blond girl sitting on the window ledge.

She says she's his sister, Katie. I smile. She's got short hair, and is small. She's a little intimidating actually. I motion upwards again, a bowl of water crawls into the air. Her eyes widen. I turn to talk to Asher but... he's gone.

I begin the panic. "Where is he..?"

Katie's eyes are dull. "He has some things to take care of."

I run outside. The streets are busy. I can't find him anywhere. He just got here, and we have to talk! I have so much to ask him. The sun blinds me.

Your dreams skip a lot. I wonder why that is?

I think it's because I move around alot in my dreams. They skip the traveling though. Sometimes I know roughly how long it's been, other times I don't. I add it in so it's not confusing.

I didn't have time to write my dreams down this morning, and now I can't remember them

Couldn't remember much, but I remember my friends were after me. They were trying to make me exactly like them. I refused and they attacked me.

Imma sleep more tonight so I remember lots

I went to bed earlier last night, but it took me awhile to sleep. But I'll go to bed at the same time so I can adjust. I woke up at 6am, and remembered fragments. I was telling a friend the importance of being able to make split-second decisions, which he didn't quite believe. I also have fragments of woods and a shopping centre. After I woke up (accidently) I attempted a WILD but it failed. I still managed to get kinda lucid anyway Still not too clear though, and I still feel not like myself.

Experimentation

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I'm in the car at the field near my house. My mum's here but I can't be assed taking the dogs out...

When I step out of the car, I become lucid. I laugh and decide to play around. I always wanted one of those brightly coloured, teal skies like in action movies. (Just watch Transformers or something, you'll get me ) It's cloudy, so I put up my hand and brush them from the air. I increase the intensity of the colour, brighten the sky and add warmth to the rays of light. I add a few faint stars for good measure. I gaze in awe at the beauty of it. I make a dropping motion and back comes the clouds. (I just ate the most amazing muffin in the world. Thank you Mrs.Shearer!) Rain pours onto me. I smile, pinch and nose and breathe, amazed that I can.

I fly to a friends house. Her dad serves up some chocolate bread. I eat quite a lot of it because it tastes really good. When I go outside, her neighbors are out, and it's dark. They're having a BBQ. They've left food out on hottrays, and bark at me to keep my "filthy hands off of it"(?). So guess what I do? It's only garlic bread haha... Somehow this causes me to lose lucidity.

[Dream skip - Next day] I'm walking home with Aaron. I keep trying to talk to him but he just brushes me off. A first year runs up to me with a bag. She says it's an early Christmas present. On the bag it says; "From Gary xx". Aww, that's sweet. Kinda wierd though, we have banter and all, but we're not close friends. Aaron offers to give me a ride home. He almost runs over our headteacher. I look inside the bag and find some black clothes.

I had a fantastic sleep last night. I managed to get to sleep at about 10-11pm. I don't know what it was. I didn't go on my laptop last night, but then again I added an extra pillow and covered up my alarm clock... Whatever it was, I woke up feeling great For some reason, instead of skipping forward in time, they skipped backwards last night. A little wierd... But fun too I also experienced pain for the first time, though it was more like the memory than the actual thing, easy enough to handle. The feeling of hopelessness was what woke me up...

Fire Ring Of Satan

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my school's music composition room. The walls are lined with computers, with a large space in the middle. I'm sitting on a computer chair, chatting, when my piano teacher comes in. She sees me and breaks into a smile.

"I know it's lunchtime but I thought you wouldn't mind coming for a lesson."

Ummm... This isn't my lesson day, and to be honest, I haven't done any practice. I quickly pull some green business management sheets from my bag. "I'm sorry, I've got so much homework to do! I'm really busy." I gush. She comes closer and inspects the sheets, as if they're fake... Pffft.... She looks grim and disappointed. Well, I'm saving my own ass. And is it just me, or is she [I]tiny[I]?

As she leaves, I sigh in relief and to grin to my friends surrounding me. I tell them I need to go get something and then head out. I take the lift down to F floor using the lift key I "forgot" to give back to the medical. I open up the door to a classroom to find them watching a movie. Inside is dark, but the TV is flashing, with a man smiling on the front. He doesn't move. I ask for Sam and she quickly comes out. We talk a giggle for a minute about useless crap and then she goes back inside. I turn to find my piano teacher standing, arms crossed behind me.

"...I... Needed help with my homework..."

She leaves again, scowling, obviously knowing I lied. Oops... Oh well, lift or stairs? Oh, the possibilities... -_-

I take the stairs this time. I stroll into the compostion room to find large white boxes being stacked in the middle of the room by my friend Max. They're full of crisps. I grab a packet and lounge back on a wheeled chair. There are fresh posters around the room. I start thinking of the composition room as a common room. Hockey team meeting posters telling me where and when, healthy food ones on the other side, blah blah blah... Then I see one announcing that a "Shadow" will be inspecting the common room. Shit.

I quickly gather up food cartons and other shit that was left lying around by my messy buddies. Max catches on and helps me, but we're too late. The Shadow floats in. It's black, shadows cast everywhere. (I realised when I woke up it pretty much looks like a Dementor (or whatever) out of Harry Potter!). It searches the place and then looks at me.

I seem to disconnect from my body, it's as if my soul has left it. I watch myself, unafraid. The Shadow casts a circle of fire around my body. I watch my body scream, I see it trying to protect itself, get throught the hot flames somehow. I watch it burn through my skin and watch the pain spread across my face. I'm hopeless, there's no way my body can survive. Even if it did, it would never be the same. Damaged, forever.

Then I'm back in it, but there is no fire. I've gone back in time by a few minutes. I know exactly what's going to happen... Then it does. Fire, everywhere. Someone, Max? Shouts. Something about a Fire of Satan. Heat and dull, almost non-existent agony washes over me. It's more like a memory of what the pain should be like than the real thing. No one helps me as I burn.

Through His Eyes

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

I'm in rollerskates, smooth, fast ones. I glide over pavement, totally at ease, remembering happy races as a kid in the summer sunshine. I'm outside Asda Wal-Mart with Rochelle. I want to buy a new PS3 game. As we near the tall, white and green building, I spot my friend Callum. Perfect! He can help me choose.

I skate up to him and prod him gently in the back. I tell him that he has to help me choose a PS3 game after he gets what he needs. I notice he has two friends with him, the guys smile and the blond one skates off to the gaming aisle. I grin and speed off after him, leaving Callum, his friend, and Rochelle behind at blinding speed. I almost crash into a line of pizza. Instead of games, we find chocolate brownies. Just as good!

He tells me he put them there. They're in size order, from mini ones to huge, leg sized ones. He slowly takes a few mini ones. He tells me because he's from the "other" side of town, he has to take small ones or people will think he's stealing. I grab a medium sized one and head to the self-service machine. Once I've paid, I go to grab my change. A girl takes it first. I glare at her and ask her, as calmly as possible, to give me my money back. She smiles slyly and calls her dad.

Two small, middle-aged business men attack me. What?! Is it too much to ask to peacefully buy some chocolate brownies?! I throw the dark haired one off me and throw the other one out the glass window. I skate out the window, but decide to head to the other side, where he won't look, I think...

[Dream skip - A few minutes] I burst into a house after I hear a scream of agony. Time slows. Skylar (I realise this is who Callum's blond friend is) is hunched over, blood pouring from a wound to his stomach. Two people grip his arms, I recognise them as police officers. But they're not helping him, they're keeping him still. I yell and can't force time to get back to its usual state, I'm stuck in this slow motion.

Things fly backwards so fast, it sparks my lucidity, though I fail to remember I have control. I'm viewing the world from Skylar's eyes, unable to do anything. He's frightened, running as fast as he can down a flight of stairs. When he gets to the bottom, he finds police officers, they grab his arms and pull him into a white, dull room. A door bursts open, the grey-haired business man holding a shot gun shoots him in the stomach. The man leaves. Then, me, rushing in slow motion through the door, dark hair messy around my face, sea-blue eyes wide in shock. He feels calmer at the sight of me, like he stands a chance. I cry out, but he falls to his knees. My image stops and fades to darkness, he is content.