Clockworker
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I thought I'd only come here to post lucid dreams, but I feel obligated to share this very peculiar and vivid experience ¹.
So this dream starts as me and a couple of friends arrive at a little world war two scenario called Hellendoorn, a city located in The Netherlands. I recognize the place, and easily drive a car in its familiar landscapes. Snow has covered the grass, and the lake is pitch dark from outside. A very blue, indigo look. The watermill is barely moving. We then step out from our car ², now heading to a house situaded by the watermill and lake, we seem to be wearing fancy clothes. The house is much, much bigger from what it looks in reality, and I would call it a mansion. As we wait for someone to open the door, I check some family pictures of the ones who live in the mansion (these were in my pocket), and discuss their daughter's appearance with my friends. I think to myself, "she's kinda cute".
A little blonde girl welcomes us in, as we make our way to the living room. We spend the night there and have dinner, watch television and play videogames. It's all going just fine when the girl from the picture (the one we were talking about, before going in) decides to tell me she wants to make out with me. I feel great she picked me instead of the other two, and we kiss and fool around while we watch something on the tv. Everything looks great to me, "what a night, this is sonot what I'm used to do", when I realize I have a girlfriend already, and that this would be considered cheating. It was cheating. I perform a huge facepalm and stop kissing her. We both move to the kitchen and I tell her I should not at all be doing that, for I had a girlfriend who I really was in love with. She tells me she also has a boyfriend, however I'm not sure if she regrets what we've done as much as I do. I feel extremely bad about myself and wake up.

¹ Okay, it sounds stupid to those who weren't there, but the atmosphere of the dream was impressive from the inside. Everything was perfectly built up and elaborated, I felt weird when I woke up and realized it was all inside my head. I like this feeling and I don't get it very often, so this is basically why I'm posting it.
² It's a 1942 German Vehicle, and it has the odd ability to transport passengers through water. I believe it was also used by the military (Germany), during World War II.

Driving to a local videogame store, I had my friends with me. They seemed to be my children, and I feared my shitty driving skills could endanger them. We got to the shop, bought the games and went out, heading back to our car.
An airplane was flying ridiculously low, and I knew it could crash at any time. The weather was not any help at all, either, for the sky had gotten a much more dark and unusual look, as if it had been set on fire.
"It will fall down anytime now", I said. There were some people on the streets watching it, expecting something 'exciting' to happen.
The plane performed a loop to avoid trees and a mountain. By the time it was out of our sight, we could spot a flaming piece of metal being torn apart, just above our heads.
"Holy crap."
We ran toward it, where we saw it had crashed into a ship, causing it to start sinking and leaking water (?), conjointly raising the water level. Trying to help the people on the plane, ship, and buildings around it (which now were filled with water), we got into an elevator, and searched for survivors inside a gray building.
We got in some rooms and found nothing but sharks and empty places.
Where'd everybody go? We got back to the elevator.
"Man this shit is slow. Wait, what, eighteenth floor already?! The fuck." I was confused. How'd such a slow and useless thing got us to the 18th floor so quickly?
"Oh, not again..." I was somewhat disappointed by the thought it could be a dream, and suddenly remembered my friend's techniques. I stared at my hands, hoping them to transform or mutate into something else. Nothing happened, though I knew I was dreaming.

The dream started as I entered my school, which was darker than the usual. It all made sense to me, for I quickly found out the reason was many of the light bulbs had burned out. From a previous dream I had, I could watch, while going through the main corridor, videos of my friend practicing radical sports such as bungee jumping. I assumed that was his way of introducing himself to the rest of the school.
I got in my class, also very ill-lit, and saw him there. I asked him where was he sitting at, so I could get a chair around there, and he answered me, looking a bit careless.

At a certain point, some girls showed up at our class, as the usually do during their break or before their teachers arrive. Some of them left, and only one, who is older than me, sat down and did not move. Me and my friend, the newcomer, started talking to her.

I have absolutely no idea why, but he asked her about lucid dreaming.
I instantly became lucid, and also asked her the same question. She got up, opened a portal (it felt as though we were all lucid. It was a dream within a dream )and jumped into it, coming back a few seconds later. I also tried to do that, and I wrote some words on the ground, succesfully managing to open a portal. I tried to activate it, but it just made a lot of noise and changed colors. I hit it with my hands and turn it off.
The three of us walk out of the room, get into the principal's and start talking about defusing a bomb, which would wake us all up. My friend leaves me and her alone, saying he would look for the bomb - I think now we were in a simulation of a bomb attack-. As soon as he's out of the room, I hide the real explosive in a desk, and some smoke infests the place, in a way it would make the secret location of the bomb more secure.

I know we have not got much time, so I write on the table we are sitting at, me and her, ''What do you know about LDing?", and correct it below the first sentence "Lucid dreaming." - I can feel the texture of the table I am writing on. It looks real.- I say I am sorry for the bad handwriting and she tells me hers is even worse. She writes down numbers from 1 to 5, and ask me to lick them.

I don't have much time left, so I do it, being able to feel everything perfectly. Words start getting visible to me, and I can read only two of what was written next to the 5 numbers. The first one said "1. The ocean is strong and it's a very useful tool on attaining lucidity;" and "2. My heart is broken, and I can't get lucid as I could in the past;" I try to ask her what does it all mean, but the dream starts to fade, when everybody around us stop walking and freeze. I feel it coming apart and wake up licking the air.

Comment: This was the most epic LD I have ever had, and though I have only had 2 decent ones so far, I must say I think I'm finally starting to make some progress.

Racing against Time

I opened my eyes, looked above and spotted lots of stairs. Apparently, everybody understood they should find a way of getting to the top in something around 40 minutes. There were no rules, no judges, nothing. We (there were many people around) only knew we had to pass the tests and get to the next level.
As time passed, I started to realize I was, sooner or later, going to be the last person left. I looked after someone and found a girl who was also having problems with the challenge. She goes to the same school I do, so it wasn't hard to interact and plan things together. Working in a pair, we quickly saw one of us had to make some kind of "human bridge", holding the stairs with the legs (in this part the stairs were broken) and the ground with both hands. She did it and manage to pull me up.
We got to the final area and learned that we had a test to do, no matter how little time left we had. We planned something and received our paper sheets. Both tests were english ones. We felt relieved, for we knew they weren't difficult. Some of her friends passed by, laughing at us as if they were mocking us for being together as a couple.

University

This dream is incredibly long, so I think it'd be better if I could just save the most important parts.

I was at a very old building, where we were having Drama classes, by watching the teacher act. His role on the play wasn't that important, but some people cheered and made exaggerated compliments, obviously with other intentions. He simply ignored them, and only actually talked to the ones who had questions about the lessons. Ready to go and talk to him about what I had just watched, I tried to speak to him, when a girl started to discuss acting techniques with him.
Somewhat embarassed, I acted as though I was just meandering around and went checking some books placed nearby.
When I got to him, I said he did a nice job on the character, and he replied in a sarcastic way, which I responded with a joke or something like that. The principal showed up, she looked like she'd been looking for the professor. He knew he had done something wrong, so he held me by my arm and started to run.
Now at the campus, the principal made an attempt to hit us with her car, forcing us to hide at an alley. She found us and tried to hit us again. This time I grabbed her vehicle and simply threw it meters away. The man seemed impressed, but anyway we just splitted up and continued on running away.

Nonsense.

This was probably one of the most peculiar dream experiences I've ever had. Besides my mother telling me she caught me on my knees, whispering "they're everywhere, they're everyone", the dream itself was completely random and senseless.
At a shopping mall, I walked around with a friend of mine. The scenario
was surrealistic and improbable, there were some insects, alien creatures and mutant beings everywhere. At a certain point, my friend and I climbed up a moving train (which was also at the middle of the shopping center) and started to run on the top of it. I accidentally caused him to fall down and get some minor fracture on his back. I felt guilty.
Now unexplainably back to my apartment, I was sleeping at my bed. A bomb had been planted underneath me, and that's when a Scout from TF2 appeared, trying to defuse it. He gently moved my body away (now I do think this was when my mother was trying to get me to sleep -for she claims I had been up on my knees-) and searched for the object. Finding it a bit too late, he ran away from the upcoming explosion. I got up in a first-person view and somehow became lucid. I walked towards the corridor, where some ghosts started to come out from pretty much everywhere. Some even showed up from inside the walls. I no longer was afraid of them or the bomb explosion at all, for I now knew I could try to control things. I moved some random part of my body, probably my arms, and managed to "erase" the ghosts. Apparently the explosion wasn't even in the dream anymore. I wake up.

Living in a house situated on arid, bad and abandoned lands, me and my baby daughter were hiding in the basement of our place. I sent her to bed, kissed her and looked out of the window. A sandstorm had started, and I knew that was no good signal.
I was a vampire, but my child wasn't, and other blood-drinking-creatures from my family/clan aimed at biting her, turning the little girl into one of us. I didn't want that to happen at all, and -even though it was the first time it was happening in the dream- I was sick and tired of having those maniacs after us, so I got out of the building and ran towards the storm's source.
I found a vampire, we had a fight and I know one of us transformed into a Big Daddy. I held his arms and both his legs down -he was now dressed in leather, and had heavy iron boots on him-, warning him to never come back again. I smashed some kind of plant that seemed to have something to do with his powers, and he soon disappeared.