Lucid
Not Lucid

This is a really weird first:

I am in a classroom with a bunch of gothic/dead preschoolers circling around me. There are now doors or windows. Then, all of the sudden, I get a strange feeling something is wrong. I poke my finger through my hand! I become lucid. Only one problem, I have no special abilities. I just start yelling "Wake up! Wake up!" I "wake up" in a massive woodshop with a bunch of tools. Then a massive, and by massive, I mean 15 ft+, man with overalls and a plaid shirt tells me to stop sitting and start working. I realize this is a dream still. After a while, I say "This is not what I was expecting of the famous lucid dream." And wake myself up.

My feelings about this dream can be summed up as:

~Joey