My first RC-induced DILD (with a scary twist)
I just started practicing RC about a month ago. Today I managed to have a DILD during a 10-minute nap on my lunch break. I've had dozens of recalled DILDs before but this is the first one I think I induced through an RC. I was walking down a gold-colored hotel hallway and looking at the doors and room numbers. I thought 'oh yeah, reality checks. If I look away and look back at that number, I wonder if it will change?'. But I didn't even have to do that. I instantly knew I was in a dream just from the way I felt. I started to be very careful with my eyes and focus hard on the dream surroundings so I wouldn't accidentally wake up. I was aware of my real body, especially my eyes, and knew the dream was shallow. I started messing around and just looking at random things, looking away, and looking back to see if they'd change. They did. The numbers wouldn't shift, they'd just disappear. Picture frames would appear that weren't there. Walls would change colors. The entire floor layout and direction of the hallways would change. I found myself walking into a room full of mirrors. I wondered what it would be like to look at myself. As I approached a corner with mirrors, I could see part of my angled reflection and it looked normal, but then when I looked directly into a mirror, I saw my face and it wasn't normal at all. It was completely contorted with offsized parts and looked like someone with down syndrome but worse. All of the sudden the most awful scary gut feeling set in on me. It was like I was creating some kind of a dangerous paradox by looking at myself. I don't think I had ever done that before in a dream. I had to look away, and it took about 10 seconds afterwards for the feeling to fade. I then started thinking about what I could do in this dream. "Can I fly? Do I have special powers? Hmm, this isn't nearly as interesting as all my other lucid dreams. Can I even get out of this room? Do I have any control at all?" Apparently I didn't, and after thinking about this too hard, the dream managed to sneak away from me without me really noticing. I was just laying in my bed with my eyes closed. I stayed there like that and tried to get back in, but I knew it was hopeless, and after a minute, I gave up (I had to get up in 5 minutes anyway).
