I was at a black tie party in of all places the garage. There were loads of people there but when I looked around I saw that there were cartoons in suits as well as just normal people... that got me thinking WTF? And I realised I was dreaming! Doesn't happen often, usually I become lucid for no reason.

I've completely forgotten what happened from the moment I became lucid to here, but whatever it was someone dissaproved... It was late evening and I was standing outside the garage. All of a sudden I felt myself being tickled by this entity; I looked around and there was no-one there but I felt arms coming at me from behind. I KNEW, immediately that this person was supposed to be a different personality of me, who wanted to change my current ego (I'm not schitzo, that's just what I knew when I felt it). I also think, although I couldn't see him that he was one of the fighters from a previous dream I had (that was the image that came to mind). I was in GREAT PAIN, which is what tickling is to me, and I screamed out for help while laughing my head off. Although I knew I could force it away I didn't actually want to, I felt like I should just call for help like any old person, I felt as if I was being punished and it would be "unfair" to dismiss it. Eventually the tickling woke me up (thank god!).

This is really interesting to me because it bears a relation to the dream I had about the two fighters. They were probably different "sides" of me (this is how I interpreted it a month ago) but while I was watching the fight I found it hysterically funny. Similarly, one of these fighters was tormenting me and I was ironically "hysterical" at the same time. The fighter in question was the one who had lost the fight I watched. The symbolism of "being tickled" has no stronger meaning than that in my mind. THIS is probably what Chester in my last lucid dream was trying to warn me about! The cool thing is this is all starting to unfold like some kind of story and I'm really excited, not scared!