Random LD from last night. Couldn't change the scene.
02/24/2006
My earliest memory of this dream was being held captive in some sort of military bunker with T. I forgot the reason we were being detained, but we were definitely on our way to find out how to get the hell out of there.
We were creeping through the halls, keeping out of the sight of the captors as they went on about their business. One thing I will stress; I had some Calea last night and this dream was Vivid. Completely indistinguishable from waking life. At one point, we had made it from the lower level of the bunker, and were in a hangar. The hangar doors were open, and the outside was swarming with personnel.
Hidden away, we were wedged between some large hummer-like vehicle and one of the walls of the hangar. I remember laying down on the floor and feeling the slightly cooled concrete beneath my hands as I cased the exit and tried to plan for an escape that I knew wasn't going to be easy. There were a few men on dirtbikes that were passing the open hanger every now and then, and I figured that those were going to be our best bet, because the hummer we were hiding around/under was locked. I remember having a short conversation of whispers with T, as we went over just how difficult this was going to be. Finally, we made a break for the exit.
I few of the men heard us coming as we got closer and wheeled around to fire on us. I don't remember how we took them down, but we dropped them and kept moving.
Once outside the hangar we knew we had about two seconds of leeway before we were spotted, so we dashed straight toward the nearest group of men with dirtbikes. Taking them down as well, barehanded (though I still don't actually remember doing it,) then we jumped on the bikes that had stalled and fallen over onto the ground.
The alarms sounded before we could even take off. Thank god I had better luck than in my last dirtbike dream, and was able to start the dirtbike with one kick, this time.
The shooting came from all directions at once as we sped off away from the compound, hitting the main road and red-lining the bikes away from the scrambling troops.
We'd gotten somewhere down the road, and had planned to take a shortcut that we somehow knew was there. Turning off of the road we went into the high grasses on the side where there was supposed to be a tunnel. (I think I actually Saw the tunnel earlier in the dream, and just don't remember it. But I have do have a very strong sense of knowing more about that tunnel.)
The strange thing was, the tunnel was blocked off, this time, and we couldn't get in. It seems like it was covered intentionally by something/someone. We busted U-ies on the bikes and got back onto the road just in time to see the military having gained some ground and coming up behind us.
There was a sort of chase scene that I don't remember other than knowing T's bike was ahead of mine as we were racing away from the soldiers. At this point, the dream seemed to end and/or transition.
We were at T's house, sitting around shooting the shit. There was no recollection of the dream before, and this had gone back into something much more closer to waking life. After a while, we were sitting around watching tv with his folks, when the doorbell rang. His mom gets up and goes to the door, as we minding our own business.
She comes back in with her head down and says "T, Greg, the police are here to see you." :eek:
So we get up and there's all flashing lights outside. Still Very Very vivid. The man starts telling us about how we were charged with fleeing from prison (though it wasn't a prison) assaulting officers, (but they were soldiers) stealing their bikes, resisting arrest, etc. I'd begun to panic as they were putting the cuffs on me, starting to push me back toward the car. And in my head, I did what I normally, instinctively do in such a bizarre and surreal situation. I wondered whether or not I was dreaming.
I was instantly lucid. The first thing I noticed when this happened was that the world got So Much More Vivid. This is normal for nearly every time I gain lucidity, but I could tell that this level of intensity was more due to the Calea Z I'd had before bed. I was still getting herded toward the police car, and still feeling the grip of the situation that had a little more pull on my body that I did, because my mind was a bit scattered. The only thing I knew was that the situation was too intense for the time, I couldn't bring myself to focus on the fact that I was dreaming, that I was still in the process of being arrested, and dealing with the Intense reality of a Calea dream. I remember, disoriented by anxiety, beginning to fight and struggle against the men that were putting me in the car, laughing maniacally and yelling about how "This is just a B*!!$#!! F*(#!^ Dream!!!" a few times.
I tried to pull myself into another scene, but the Calea was making it so hard to pull myself away from my surroundings, consciously. Everything was intensely vivid. I could Feel the trees off in the yard across the street, as if they were a part of me, and could see every detail around me in Hi-Def resolution. It was because of this, that I had such a hard time disconnecting from my surroundings, consciously. (A metaphor for waking life, maybe?)
At one point, I’d only partially been able to pull myself out of the situation. Everything outside of about a 15ft radius faded from view, and was left with a sort of deep grayish fog. This lasted for about 15 seconds, and was really beginning to get on my nerves because I was simply trying to change scenes and Could Not Get Out of this one. I hate when that happens. Anyway, after a few seconds of a smoky-gray limbo, I woke up.
Damn, what a waste. I suppose I should have tried spinning a scene instead of just phasing into one. But no more dream scene changes in the face of danger. Next time, it’s neutralize the threat with a severe lucid beatdown, first!
:evil:
I’d planned to go find the old guy from my “epic lucid dream” a few months ago during my next lucid, but I got so wrapped up in the intensity of this one, it never even occurred to me. Oh well. :neutral:
