Non-Dream,
Non-Lucid,
Lucid
WHERE IS MY CAT? GOD DAMN IT!
I had a couple of fake awakenings where I wanted to wake up and wanted to write my dream on my laptop, but my laptop would keep looking like an older model or had some strange viruses.
At some point I got lucid but I kept having those fake awakings and I thought okay just let me wake up and I was trying to open my eyes but I would end up just again in my dreams. Man, sometimes those fake awakening looked so real and I was so sure that I’m going to write down my dream this time. Eventually, I gave up and thought I guess I will have myself a dream. I remembered that I wanted to ask some dream character, “where is my cat”. I saw like a little death demon that was really scary, but I thought why not. He didn’t have a mouth and his face was in constant flux changing and blue. There was something similar to a TV in his face. He was hovering above the ground. I was a bit acting as if he was an actual normal human being and we were having normal human conversation and that he is not a blood thirsty nightmare demon that probably have chased me more than once during my dreams. It was getting progressively harder as he was chanting demonic verses and breathing hard in this devilish way. I asked him about the cat and he said something demonic and pointed at some direction. It was kind of scary talking to him and I was thinking that this is going to change into nightmare very soon, but I tried to keep calm. I went to the direction he pointed. There was another little death demon. I thought “Oh, no, not again”. I asked him where is my cat. He was saying demonic things and it was getting scary, but then I heard him say, “Tomorrow.”. Then he pointed into a TV and I went into it. There was this high brow party with a lot of people in suits or evening dresses and some of the female waiters were topless. I had two guns in my hands and started shooting. Some armed people appeared and they started to shoot at me but I shoot back at them. When I killed all of them I shoot into the ceiling and screamed, “Where is my cat? God damn it!”