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      I don't remember how, but I came across your dream journal, and it was incredibly inspirational. If you ever log back in and see this: thanks for sharing!
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      Mate, I miss you.

      Any chance we could reconnect over Facebook?

      Yours truly, and forever in your debt for indirectly pushing me into lucid dreaming,
      fOrceez
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      what I wan't to know is,

      1. have you or Yuya ever heard of someone like this?
      2. if yuya has, what is her opinion of him?
      3. if a safe method of contact could be found (ie the brown robed guys who wanted me to meet him in the first place) would you be interested in hunting for him?
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      some time later I decided to try and find him again, but immediately after I entered the dream state I got a warning (from whom i'm not sure) that I would not survive the attempt. as in, the aura that this "I am" produces is so strong it can actually kill someone IWL if he does not consciously tone it down for visitors. guess that's a good reason to hang out in the void between galaxies.
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      he stopped right in front of me, his presence wasn't really describable, other than "phenomenal cosmic power" (like he could squash me like a bug on accident and not even realize it), and great love at the same time. he looked human, but was about as tall as a skyscraper.

      he asked me a question, I babbled incoherently for a moment, flabbergasted, he started chuckling, then woke up.
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      there were not very many stars around, I kind of think this thing must have flung me into the void between galaxies.

      after just floating there for a bit i noticed a bright light in the distance, it got bigger incredibly quickly and I realized it was moving towards me. even from ridiculously far away his aura was incredibly powerful and blindingly bright, so strong that it was nearly impossible to detect anything else within a light year of him.
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      I ran across someone on the dream plane years ago who calls himself "I am" I was on a space station or in a bunker of some kind ( don't remember how I got there, and i lost my journal in a move a while ago) all the inhabitants of this place were wearing brown robes, and were very insistent that I meet this person. after talking with them for an hour or so, they lead me to what i can only describe as a mass relay, or some other type of ridiculously high powered catapult. i stood on a pad in the middle of the floor, looked at the brown robed guy who lead me there and he activated the device... which after a short power-up shot me up through a shaft like a cannon and into space.
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      i created an account here specifically to ask you, and indirectly yuya a question.

      I suspect she knows who this is, but isn't allowed to talk about him unless directly asked.

      some bits of conversation have been skipped to avoid coloring your response or expectation if you do decide to go looking for the entity i met.

      sorry in advance for the wall'o text

      let me preface this by saying that there is no way that this dream or the related question i plan to ask you were in any way influenced by mass effect, since the incident occurred somewhere around November of 2003 long before it existed. its just that there is nothing else in my experience that even closely resembles the device in question
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      Thinking of you!
      Sorry I haven't been in touch lately.
      I'm really looking forward to doing your dare. Maybe I'll try it at the beach with you.
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      Hullo : D
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    Purple

    by Hyu on 09-22-2014 at 04:10 PM
    I'm trying to fix a rather infuriating bug in a game prototype I'm working on.
    Every time I run it through the debugger I get completely different results.
    Even the code seems to change occasionally.


    Eventually I realize that this is a dream sign and I try to increase my awareness.
    A skype window pops up with a message from ~ Dreamer ~.
    It says:

    "I'm waiting..."

    Oooooh. Did we want to meet on the beach tonight? Is ~ Dreamer ~ on the beach waiting for me?
    I decide to go to bed immediately in order to attempt a WILD.
    Surprisingly, I transition almost immediately, and find myself of the beach.

    I remember to take a moment to stabilize the dream by going through all of my senses.

    Wait... did I just attempt to WILD, even though I already knew that I was dreaming???
    Well then... I'm off to a good start.

    Anyways, I do feel that I am more focused now, so I begin my search for ~ Dreamer ~.
    I start thinking about whether it is even possible for another dreamer to come to my beach.
    It is a very private place after all, a place where I always feel safe.
    But I decide that this shouldn't cause any problems.
    After all I'm comfortable with the idea of her being here.

    Unfortunately I can't find her, but I do see that there is another DC by the ocean.
    Perhaps she has seen ~ Dreamer ~? I walk over to her in order to ask her.
    As I get closer I notice that the DC has an interesting hair color.
    It is bleached white with slightly lavender highlights.
    Just as I arrive she jokingly says:

    "You're late!"

    What? Oh! Suddenly it becomes very obvious that she is in fact ~ Dreamer ~, not just a random DC that happens to be on the beach.
    For some reason I assumed that she would have purple hair, so I didn't recognize her earlier.
    I wonder why that is though. Usually I don't have any problems to recognize people in dreams, even if their appearance has changed.
    She turns towards me, and I immediately notice her eyes.



    Wow! Her eyes are so beautiful. I can almost feel the energy radiating from them.
    She has had purple eyes in my dreams before, but they were never quite as vibrant as they are now.

    "Hi?"

    Oops, I realize that I haven't said anything yet. Instead I'm just staring at her eyes.
    I feel a little awkward and somewhat anxious. I don't know what to say.
    But then I remember reading that ~ Dreamer ~ has overcome such situations by getting naked.
    I do like the general approach, but I'm not quite comfortable enough to just get naked.
    Instead I decide to get reaaally close to her face and look right into her eyes.

    "Have you seen your eyes? They are soooo purple."
    "They are?"

    She looks around for a moment and then uses her dream powers to pull some water out of the ocean,
    and shapes it into a thin water mirror. It is still mostly transparent,
    but the reflection is good enough to clearly see how vibrant her eyes are.

    "Ooooh, I like it!"

    "Hey Hyu. Tell me a trick?"
    "A trick?"
    "Yes! Like, a trick to improve lucidity!"
    "Hmmm. Well, basically just engage all of your senses?"
    "Yes, yes, I know that! Tell me an actual trick!"
    "Oooh, I know! Take off your shoes!"

    After a small pause she frowns a little.

    "Why.... do you want to see my feet?"

    Why did I say it like that?

    "No... it's..."
    "When you're barefoot, you are constantly engaging your sense of touch."
    "You always feel the texture of the ground... like the softness of the sand."
    "Basically it's similar to constantly touching everything you encounter with your hands."
    "Ooooh, I see! Hahaha, that does make more sense than you revealing that you have a foot fetish or something. "
    "Did I make you a little uncomfortable there?"

    "It's fine... I'm just a little nervous."
    "Don't worry, I experience that in my dreams as well."
    "Yes, and then you get naked to..."
    "... no, I mean... I'm not suggesting that you..."

    We both have to laugh about the situation.
    And then suddenly the laughter turns into a ring tone? What?


    Aaand I wake up, because the alarm on my phone went off.
    I'm annoyed because the dream was quite stable, I bet it could have lasted quite a bit longer if the alarm didn't go off.
    But I remember the dream quite vividly, which is nice, and I journal it immediately.
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    Dystopia

    by Hyu on 09-16-2014 at 12:28 AM
    A woman comes to my desk to inform me that the manager would like to see me.
    I get up immediately and begin the long walk to the manager's office.
    I pass by thousands of cubicles, all looking perfectly identical to one another.
    The room is huge. But it's all just cubicles, sitting on a bright white and spotless white floor,
    which slightly reflects what is above it.

    Everyone I pass is wearing the exact same grey suit with white shirt combo.
    Everyone is in shape, everyone has the same hairstyle, the same hair color, even the same eye color.
    No color can be found in here. None whatsoever. Regardless of where you look, it's all white or grey.
    There are no distractions. No family photos, no items on any desk besides a monitor, mouse and keyboard.
    Everyone is working at maximum efficiency.

    Eventually I get to the managers office. A man is leaving the office right as I arrive.
    This confirms that I have been walking at precisely the right pace.
    I enter the office.

    "There has been a problem with your daily psych eval this morning."
    "You are to be at the primary psych facilities in 12 minutes for a more in-depth test."

    "Yes."

    During the exchange, the manager has not even glanced at me once.
    I leave the office, and begin the even longer walk to the psychiatric facilities.
    As I'm walking past all the cubicles again, I notice a woman, who on closer inspection appears
    to be adjusting one of her contact lenses.
    As she gently pokes the grey lens, it moves just enough to reveal that she is hiding beautiful green eyes behind them.

    And this is why my psych test isn't clean. It's because I notice these things.
    It's because I can still occasionally feel emotions.
    You're not supposed to. That's how the system works.
    It's easy to achieve complete obedience and efficiency without emotions.

    I arrive at the office for advanced psychiatric evaluation.
    There is only one such office for the entire facility.
    Tens of thousands of people, yet I'm the only one here.
    I'm the only one who failed the daily eval.
    I enter the office. It is very small.
    It just houses a simple chair and a robot. (who looks suspiciously similar to glados)


    The robot begins to scan me. I try to keep my mind clear of any thoughts.
    But I know that this isn't going to help. I'm going to fail this eval. It is inevitable.
    In order to disable all emotions completely, the cocktail of drugs we receive daily isn't enough.
    Abstinence from all stimuli is also required.
    Which is why there are no colors, no music, no socializing, no hobbies...

    But the system isn't perfect... because I have seen colors. I have heard music.
    I have done so in my dreams. My lucid dreams.
    And although it is said that nobody has dreams anymore due to the drugs, I still do.
    I think it is because I am a lucid dreamer. Nothing can take my dreams from me.

    "Your evaluation is now complete. Return to work."
    "Yes."

    I leave the room, initially thinking that I might have tricked to robot.
    No. It can't be. Someone is probably going to intercept me on the way back.
    This is it then. I suppose it is over for me.
    I don't really feel any emotional reaction to these thoughts at all.
    Perhaps it is the drugs, or maybe I just don't care to live this life any longer.
    A woman stops me.

    "Excuse me?"
    "Yes?"
    "Why are you here?"

    I got lost in thoughts...
    Oh shit. I didn't return to the programming facilities!
    I walked deeper into the psych facilities by accident.
    This is really not supposed to happen. I can't be here.
    And it is so easy to notice that I'm out of place here because they wear different uniforms.

    "What is this?"

    She points to a device attached to my belt...
    It is an old MD player attached to it.

    Not only am I in possession of a musical device. It is also partially red!
    I get a bit of a mirror's edge vibe from it. The forbidden color red, the bright rooms...
    The woman looks very uncomfortable and worried.

    What now? Do I wait for them to come and take me? Do I run?
    No, I can't possibly run. We are all dependant on the drug.
    If I stop taking it, the withdrawal effects will kill me.

    But then it hits me. I'm deep inside the psychiatric facilities.
    This is where they make the drug. It's in the room right in front of me.
    If I had enough of it, could I slowly decrease my dosage over time?
    But that would mean walking into the laboratory, past a hundred scientists,
    take the drug, then run, get out of the building, and survive out there alone?
    I don't even know what the situation outside is.

    But suddenly it becomes clear. I am not me. I am not Hyu.
    Right now I am another person. And this persons plan is to escape today.
    Why else would I have a red music player with me?
    Why else would I have walked deep into the psychiatric facilities?

    "Yes."

    You're always supposed to answer yes, in order to acknowledge what you have been told.
    I gently push the woman aside and enter the laboratory.
    The scientists all look at me. It is so easy to see that I don't belong here at all.
    But they are afraid because this is not part of their daily routine.
    They just resume their work.
    I walk up to the conveyor belt where the finished drug arrives, neatly packaged into futuristic syringes with 100 shots each.

    "HALT!"

    Ah, the cavalry has finally arrived. Took them long enough.
    About a dozen man in full, black, army gear, armed with assault rifles enter the laboratory from the opposite side.
    Aren't they overreacting a little here?

    "SLOWLY STEP AWAY FROM THE CONVEYOR BELT!"

    I wonder what the odds would be to get out of here alive if I ran.
    They are still rather far away. I don't think they have a clean shot from all the way over there.
    But I don't think I could make it.
    My mind is too clouded by the drugs.
    I don't think I could improvise, heck I can't even remember how to run.

    Oh! Of course! That's what the music player is for! Emotional stimuli!
    I inspect the player more closely and find some earphones attached to it.
    I put them on slowly. They don't react to it.
    I hit play.



    Not at all what I was expecting. But it will do.
    I pick up one of the syringes.
    Nope? Still nothing?
    I calmly begin to walk back into the direction I came from.
    They keep yelling at me to stop.
    I increase the volume of my music. Problem solved.
    I mean, what are they going to do? Shoot me?

    Someone attempts to block my passage through the door leading back out of the laboratory.
    I try to push him aside, but he won't let me...
    I need to get out now, so I throw a punch in his general direction.
    I end up hitting them in the nose. There's blood. Lots of it.
    This time I manage to push him aside since he's in shock.

    Holy shit! I just punched someone in the face!
    The guards accelerate their pace. Time to run.
    If I run continuously in the same direction, I'm bound to find an exit right?
    I mean, how big can this building possibly be?
    On the first corner I get rid of my shoes, because they slide way too easily on the polished floor.
    My jacket and shirt quickly follow because they are horribly uncomfortable.
    I feel like the guards are slowly catching up, but fortunately they're not using their weapons.

    After a few minutes of running I feel extremely exhausted.
    I am fairly certain that I have reached the end of the building now, but there is no door.
    I run off to the left, alongside the outer wall.
    There has to be an exit here somewhere... I hope.

    Eventually I encounter some curtains and push through.
    The building looks much more normal here. No shiny white floors anymore.

    I spot a green fire escape sign. Colors! I suppose people are not supposed to come this far.
    Finally a door that looks like it leads outside. Don't be closed...

    I push it open. Fresh air. The sun.

    A spot a ladder that leads down to the ground.
    I'll have to climb over some railing to get to it.
    But the guards catch up with me before I can do so.

    "STOP RIGHT NOW!"

    They could just drag me back inside now.
    There's no longer a need for weapons in order to stop me.
    But I know how to deal with this.
    All I have to do is to point up.
    I do this until everyone is looking up... at the blue sky.
    That leaves them completely in shock and I climb down.

    There's nothing really here, besides that ridiculously large building I was just in.
    No sign of anybody else.
    I just pick a direction at random and walk.
    Nobody is going to come after me now.
    I do realize that I'm most likely not going to make it.
    I don't really have any survival skills.
    But I don't mind, because right now I am more alive than anyone in there will ever be.
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    Virtual Reality

    by Hyu on 09-14-2014 at 02:02 AM
    I'm working on the prototype for a video game I intend to create with a good friend of mine.
    The game will require fast AI pathfinding over dynamic terrain for a large amount ( >1000 ) of enemies.
    My current navmesh/A* approach is working fine, but I'm a little worried that it's not going to scale well if we want to add even more enemies.
    I remember that one of my friends did her masters thesis on swarm AI,
    so I decide to call her on Skype to get her opinion on my situation.
    Unfortunately I'm having trouble navigating my contact list.
    The names don't seem to be sorted alphabetically...

    I hear the door bell go off, so I go downstairs to check who's at the door.
    A man in his early 20's offers me a package addressed to "Hyu".
    Huh? Did I order anything using my nickname? Why would I do that?
    I accept the package and the man just leaves without asking me to sign anything.
    What the hell?

    I go back upstairs and open the package.
    OH MY GOD. It's the Oculus DK2 I ordered!

    I am so excited!
    I unpack everything as quickly as I can, tossing the empty package into a corner of my room.

    Once I've plugged everything in I notice that my computer is now running Elite: Dangerous.
    That's not right, I was working with Unity3D before...
    hmm....
    I try to increase my awareness, going through the last few minutes in my mind.

    Yup, I'm definitely dreaming.

    I'm so disappointed. I got all excited for nothing.
    Then again... I wonder what happens if I...
    I sit down and hold the device in front of my eyes, trying to see if the displays in it are showing anything.
    The device just straight up vanishes from my hands as soon as the screens cover my entire field of view.
    I'm left completely immersed in the game, sitting inside the cockpit of a Sidewinder, which is the ship you start out in in the game.
    Huh, that's kind of a neat trick.


    Also I'm in a spaceship. Did I mention I'm in a spaceship?
    I'm super excited and get going immediately.

    Fortunately the controls are identical to the joystick setup I use in waking life, so I have no trouble maneuvering the ship.
    I use the lateral thrusters to lift off and to get to the center of the station.
    The moment I let go I immediately feel the weightlessness, which makes me feel a little sick initially,
    but the feeling quickly subsides.

    As I maneuver out of the station, I notice for the first time how tight the entrance actually is.
    You don't really get a sense for it on a computer screen.


    Unfortunately I don't really remember much else.
    I faintly remember feeling the heat of a sun radiating into my cockpit as I dropped out of frameshift, but that's about it.


    The experience got me thinking about how virtual reality is going to affect dreams though.
    I wonder if it'll make it easier to incubate dreams about video games.
    I imagine it could also make such dreams more immersive.
    Usually when I have video game dreams, it feels like I'm merely an observer.
    I'm not really in the dream, it's more like I'm viewing it on a monitor that happens to cover my entire field of view.
    Perhaps this is going to change with regular usage of VR.

    Technical Difficulties

    by Hyu on 09-03-2014 at 11:12 PM
    (I have false memories of having moved to an English speaking country recently...)
    I'm returning to my apartment, carrying some groceries.
    As I exit the elevator I stall for a few seconds.
    I have completely forgotten where on this floor my apartment is...
    So I just go to the first door and test if my key fits.
    It does, and I decide not to worry about why I would have forgotten where my apartment is.


    The apartment is quite roomy, and very modern. The entrance leads directly into a large room,
    which is sort of divided into 3 areas. One for tv viewing, which has a U-shaped couch,
    one for sleeping, and finally one with a computer desk for work.
    I find it a bit odd that the bed is in the same room with the tv and desk.

    But my attention quickly shifts towards the people that are in my apartment.
    There's a guy with white hair watching TV and a woman who is using my pc.
    I feel like I know these people. It doesn't seem too surprising that they're here, but I'm not really sure who they are.
    The woman approaches me and gives me a hand with the groceries.


    I notice that she has purple eyes. It all makes sense now: This must be ~ Dreamer ~!
    She is very curious about what I bought for dinner, and begins to unpack the groceries immediately.

    "Ooh, shiny!"

    She is cheerful and full of energy.

    "When do you want to have dinner?"
    "Hmm... I don't know. I'm not really hungry yet. Canis?"

    Oh. The guy watching TV is CanisLucidus. Makes sense I suppose.

    "I'm starving!"

    They banter on about when to have dinner. Meanwhile I try to figure out what time it is.
    This proves to be rather difficult. I'm unable to read the time off the task bar on the computer. The digits keep changing.

    "Hyu?"
    "Yes?"
    "Hmm... how do I put this? ..."
    "Hyu, where is your kitchen?"

    "Well, it's right over..."
    "Uuuhm..."

    ... There's only one door in this room, and it leads back outside.
    So, this is all there is in the apartment? I don't have a kitchen? Not even a bathroom???
    How on earth did I manage that?

    "Don't tell me you forgot to get a kitchen..."
    "... I might have?"
    "And a bathroom?"
    "..."
    "See, this is what happens when you're on the PC all day long!"

    I don't know what to reply. This really is a rather colossal fuck up.

    "Okay... don't worry about it. I'll sort this out."
    "I'll go get you a kitchen and a bathroom."

    What??? How? ...
    I suppose, since this is a modern apartment, it must be modular in some way, and you can annex additional rooms to it?
    I try to talk ~ Dreamer ~ out of it, because I feel that since this is my apartment, and I messed up, this is something that I need to fix on my own.

    "Nonsense, I'm going right now. I'll be back in an hour or so."

    She leaves the room before I manage to come up with a reply.
    To be honest, I'm kind of relieved that she is helping me out.
    I have no idea where to get additional rooms for my apartment...
    I definitely have to make it up to her somehow.
    I end up talking with CanisLucidus about game engines and the Oculus Rift for a bit.
    (Through unfortunately I remember nothing specific)


    I feel like my overall awareness has been improving over the past few days, and it has had a positive effect on lucidity.
    But this dream for some reason, even though it was absolutely cluttered with dream signs,
    I managed to remain completely oblivious to the fact that I was dreaming.
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    Spending time with Yuya & Crow

    by Hyu on 08-27-2014 at 01:27 AM
    I'm a bit disappointed in myself for managing my time so poorly lately.
    Somehow I have picked up a really bad habit of procrastinating.
    And because of this I end up spending much less time on LD activities than I intend to.
    I'm seriously considering to block reddit/youtube like sites for a few days a week...



    I find myself on a beach. It is quite late, the sun is going down.
    I should probably walk back to the hotel before it gets too dark...
    Unfortunately I don't recognize any of the buildings alongside the beach.
    Am I lost? How does that even happen?

    Realizing that the situation is somewhat out of the ordinary I try to increase my awareness.
    However, my thoughts feel scrambled. I am unable to come to a conclusion.
    Now what? Am I dreaming or not? This does feel pretty real...
    I decide to fall back on a more robust technique, the nose plug RC.


    I can breathe normally through my plugged nose. This is a dream.
    Wait really? I look at my hands and they seem perfectly normal.
    I walk over to the first person I find, which is an elderly man, whom I assume is walking back to his hotel.

    "Excuse me."
    "Yes?"
    "Am I dreaming?"

    The man seems rather confused by my question.
    In retrospect, that was probably not the most intelligent thing to do.
    I decide that the answer to my question should be behind myself.
    I turn back towards the ocean.

    This is no longer the beach I was on previously on.
    This is my beach!
    I must have changed scenes during the short moment when I was turning.
    Sweet!

    I try to remember my dream goals, and for once I actually manage to remember them!
    My only dream goal at the moment is to "calm the fuck down".

    (Lately I often forget to properly stabilize my dreams when I become lucid.
    And then to make up for it, I rush through the dreams out of fear that they might end prematurely,
    which is of course the worst possible thing to do.)


    I slowly walk towards the ocean, taking all the time in the world.
    The sound of the water is very relaxing, and I love the contrast between the warm sand and the refreshingly cold ocean breeze.
    Eventually I take a few steps into the ocean, getting my feet wet. The water is very cold.

    As I look at the stars, I feel a familiar presence.
    It's Yuya! This is going to be a great night.

    Ever since I found this picture and felt that it reminded me of her,
    she's been playing around with hair colors a lot.
    Today it's mostly orange and blue.
    She can change it simply by shaking her head.
    She's smiling at me the way she always does.

    "Come out and play?"

    At first I find it a little amusing that she phrases her question this way.
    But then it reminds me of when I was very young, and I'd go knocking on the neighbours door to ask them to come out and play in the street.
    Back then there was nothing to worry about, no important decisions to make.
    I'd ask my friends to come out with the sole goal of having a good time.
    Perhaps what I initially found a little odd, was after all the perfect way to phrase it.


    This starts off a series of DEILDs.
    I've written down the fragments I remember.
    Unfortunately I don't remember them very well.
    The last few moments before I woke up are quite clear, but everything before that is a bit of a blur.


    Fragment 1:
    I help Yuya prepare dinner at her place.
    I'm not of much help though, given that I don't know any of the herbs and spices she has, nor the meat that she wants to prepare.
    She is very patient with me, and explains how to prepare everything,
    even though she knows that I probably won't remember any of it.
    It takes us a good hour to prepare everything.
    Liv joins us for dinner. (And there was someone else as well I think.)
    Everything tastes absolutely wonderfully.
    Later, I help Yuya to do the dishes.
    She knows that my dream time is limited, and I can feel that it makes her really happy that I spend it with her,
    even if it means doing something as mundane as doing the dishes.


    Fragment 2:
    In my scribble DJ I wrote "Dance" "Leaf in the wind" and "Happy".
    I don't remember anything about this fragment though, and I don't recall taking these notes.

    Fragment 3:
    We're at a Café, sitting outside, enjoying the good weather and some amazing drinks.

    Crow joins us. He felt my presence so he came by to say hi.
    Since there's drinks and Yuya and Liv are here, he obviously decides to stay.
    He ends up ordering something that isn't on the menu.

    They bring us a plate with very small pipettes on it, all containing a small amount of a yellow liquid.
    It's quite fun really, you use the pipette to place a single drop of the liquid onto your tongue.
    It immediately gives you that cold chill / frisson feeling all over your body.
    It also tastes rather sour. Perhaps a little like lemon juice.


    Fragment 4:

    Crow, Yuya and I are on some sort of airship.
    It looks more like an old sail ship though, nothing like an actual airship.
    Does fly rather well though, even though I'm sure this violates a few laws of physics.
    According to Crow, there are very few of these, and it is very difficult to get a ride on one.
    It is quite late and we all sit on the front deck watching the sun go down.
    Yuya leans against me because she is really tired.

    Crow is telling a very captivating story about love and betrayal.
    It is quite an emotional story.
    Usually his stories are about himself, and he exaggerates... a lot, I'm pretty sure he even makes stuff up on occasion.
    His stories are quite amazing though, I'll give him that. Plus, he's a fantastic story teller.
    I don't mind that he does this, we all know that it's for entertainment.
    But this time around he claims that it is a fictional story about another person.
    And then there's the way he narrates it. It is quite different. More serious, and seemingly less exaggerated.
    I'm convinced that this time, he's actually telling a genuine story from his past.
    The story eventually comes to an end. (It was a little sad, but I recall that there was a silver lining)

    "Say, aren't you supposed to wake up or something? You've been staying for an awfully long time."
    "Oh Crow... you're not supposed to remind dreamers about that."
    "Why not?"
    "Waking up is not something you want to think about."
    "Why?"
    "It could make you wake up."
    "It can?"
    "Unfortunately, yeah."
    "That is rather inconvenient."
    "It is."
    "Seriously though, isn't it bad for you to spend entire days asleep so that you can be here?"
    "Haha, I appreciate your concern Crow, I really do, but fortunately it doesn't work quite like that."
    "I assure you, on the other side I've been asleep for a few hours at most."
    "Huh, that is quite fascinating. It is good to know that I don't have to worry then."
    "I'll make sure not to mention anything about waking up in the future."

    "Thanks mate. I appreciate it."
    "Sure... mate."

    (There was a joke earlier in the dream about saying "mate", but I cannot quite recall what it was.)

    "Anyways, I'm afraid I have to get going. I'm running late."
    "Take care."
    "So long."

    Crow charges forwards and disappears in a cloud of colorful particles.
    I think that's the first time I've seen him do that.
    The dream is slowly becoming unstable.
    I can no longer see beyond the airship.
    The airship itself has also become somewhat blurry and desaturated.

    Only Yuya I can still see clearly.
    She seems to have fallen asleep, resting her head on my shoulder.
    I can feel her chest expand against me as she breathes.
    Even if it is just for a short moment, perhaps for just a fraction of a second,
    it makes me really believe that she is out there somewhere, and not a construct of my own mind.
    Sometimes I wish I could entertain this thought for longer, because I find it quite beautiful...