I had a strange series of dreams last night. They had a few moments of lucidity.

At one point I was fighting soldiers of some kind. In the dream they were holding US soldiers prisoner and torturing them. I was having the typical difficulty one has when trying to fight in a dream. I was shot several times, although it didn't hurt, and I was out of ammo. I hid on the other side of a door, an enemy soldier armed with a pistol slowly inched forwards, your classic movie moment. I wanted to take the pistol, but I was sure I'd fail. Then I realized it was a dream and did a Krav Maga gun disarm and shot the enemy soldier. After that I checked the gun for ammo and found it had four shots left. For some reason I was ok with this. I ran off to fight more soldiers but lost my lucidity.

I was lucid at another point and found I could make things disappear by closing my eyes and willing it to be different. I cleaned a toilet this way.