The dream started off with me in double media class, wondering how I got there. It doesn't register until later that it was a dream.
There was a lot of us all sitting at a big table, playing Poker. (I was dealing... this stems from a a poker/card fascination I've had going for a while now

) and we were all talking. It was strangely vivid and the responses from the dream characters were not unlike any that their real world counterparts would make so I was not 100% sure if it was real or not, strangely doing a reality check did not even come into my mind.
I decide to go home in the middle of the second period because I was 99% sure it wasn't real due to several factors... first being we never have double media in periods 1 and 2, there were friends in the class that don't have media this semester and there were random dream characters that don't really go to my school in the class as well. After all of this I began to jog down the street, going home.
On my way home I was joined by a dream character, I ask him "Figured it out yet?", he looks at me with a confused look on his face and I tried to explain to him that this is a dream. He doesn't believe me at first but when we turn the corner and are looking at a warped version of the park next to the primary school I went to where instead of a memorial there is a huge, twisting tree (something out of a fantasy game), a courtyard and a huhe realises.alise that it is in fact a dream.
At this point it's extremely vivid and the DC makes a comment about that, however after that it starts getting hazy so I spin around but I "wake up"... (false awakening) I go back to "sleep"
and...wake up again... this time I put my finger through my other hand and then the scene changes.
Now I'm back with my media class but for whatever reason everyone is standing next to giant cliff that's towering above us. Something happens and large pieces start falling off, about to crush us. Everyone screams but I put my hands up and stop the pieces in mid-air and then make them go back
into the cliff. After that I had tons of false awakenings and then I woke up for a real.
More:
There was a point where I was trapped in a house with a seemingly indestructable person, I managed
to make a molotov cocktail out of some spirits and a rag I found in the house. I threw it at him, he
caught on fire... but kept coming. That's all I can remember. This wasn't a part of the dream above,
but this dream wasn't really lucid(I was controlling myself, I'm apparently shit at throwing a molotov cocktail by the way

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