The second I got inside of my dream, I created a very strange reality. The time seemed to be around the 1980's, and I was in a rather poor neighborhood, inside of a poor house. I suddenly noticed that a man was knocking on the door. I looked through the window and I saw him. He had long brown hair and a black mustache; he was wielding a gun. I jumped through a window into a backyard that was full of dead pine needles and black tarps. I hid under one of the tarps and patiently waited. I heard the man step around as he crunched on the tarps and the pine needles as I held my breath. I then changed my perspective to a bird's eye view, and watched the man circle me. After he left, I jumped through the window of the neighboring house, where I found my girlfriend's youngest sister simply sitting down (she might have been watching T.V.). She was wearing a super old fashion button down blue dress that had the very top button missing. I cupped my hands around hers and told her that she needed to get somewhere safe. After doing that, I teleported.
I teleported to a GIANT parking lot. I saw that at the end of the parking lot was a giant building, a building that I recognized to be a hotel. Suddenly my girlfriend was there, and I held her hand as we walked inside of the hotel. Upon entering the hotel, I could see a mob of terrorists approaching the building.I grabbed her hand tighter and ran towards the elevator. I went inside and looked for the biggest number, which was 32, and pressed it. We went up slowly but surely (this was the first time I've ever ridden an elevator in a lucid dream;it was epic.) until we reached the top. At the top, a small bed and table were lying around, along with a giant closed glass window on one of the walls that allowed us to see the entire parking lot. I could see terrorists and police disputing outside. I decided that I had to get to further safety. I teleported my girlfriend and I to a bus stop, where I guided her onto a school bus. I got a very strange feeling, a feeling that I cannot explained and have been pondering all night, and watched as the bus drove away.
After watching the bus leave, I teleported to a street. It was a street that I've never seen before, but it was somewhere I didn't want to be. The neighborhood was almost exactly the same as the one I was in before, and I needed to get out of there. I felt a presence near me, but there was nobody around. As I walked down the street, I noticed a cul-de-sac, the same one that I was in before. I saw the suspicious man, and he saw me. As he ran towards me, I thought to do the best thing I knew to get away; teleport. I was unable to. I then tried to fly as far as I could; I couldn't fly (this was a very scary moment because I've been able to flawlessly fly for about a year now [it might have been the fact that I emulated a new gravity from riding the elevator.]). I started to sprint. I ran for what seemed to be a mile, and the man was still right behind me. I noticed a bridge, and I knew that was where I had to run to. The closer I got to the bridge, the more clear everything was, and I was able to see a speeding train on it's way right under the bridge. When I ran onto the middle of the bridge, I jumped off the side. I landed on the train with a very hard force, I felt like I dented the top of it as I rolled to retard the fall. As I stood up, I saw the man who was chasing me. He was not longer chasing me, just watching me from the bridge as I rode the train.
The train ride was amazing. I could feel the wind going through my hair as the train was moving. I could hear it as it went along the rails. I could feel the cold metal under my bare feet, and I could see my own reflection in the sheen of the roof. As the train approached a tunnel, I became alarmed. I soon became calm as I noticed the tunnel was quite large. I took a sear on the roof of the train, and looked straight up as we entered the tunnel. I could see the lighted above, quickly darting past me. I could hear the sound of the train speeding through the tunnel, and I could hear the echo that it left behind. I noticed that the train was slowing down. It eventually came to a stop, where I heard the doors open, with a mellow ring following it. As I jumped off the train, I looked inside of the cars; nobody was inside of them. When I looked forward, the man that was chasing me was right in front of me.
After seeing the man, I woke up. I eventually fell asleep again, but the following dreams weren't as exciting or as nightmarish as that one.
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