I walked into my room, and realized the clock was in German. I realized this could not be real and became lucid, I went to a huge building, maybe 300+ stories high. I took an elevator to the top and looked over the edge. I jumped. And started falling!!

I tried to fly, I tried so hard!

I fell about 200 floors and remember, "This is not real, I cannot be hurt...THIS IS NOT REAL!"

Boy was I wrong about not being hurt! I hit the ground at 250+ mph, and felt a rush of fire through all of my bones and tried to scream in pain, only to find blood rushing out of my mouth. I slowly drowned in my own blood, painfully...

And woke up...I must have lost my lucidity in the last part of the dream, becuase I could do nothing about my pain and blood. Was I too full of emotions? Did my brain not believe that I could fly?


Rob