[Advanced Task ii][Pick up your phone, and just say "hello?" Someone will answer. If so, tell the person to open a portal and teleport you to them so you can meet them in person. See if they can. If you successfully get teleported\transported, Where did you land? Who was the person? (Nefets)] - [success] Here:
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Lucid task: The dream took place at someone's house that I didn't know. Somehow it felt like I was at school. I think the owner may have been Aunt Kitty because I remember that she was there in the dream. I briefly saw her. Then just like that, she was gone. I sat at a table next to a guy that smelt like he didn't shower in years. I tried to keep my distance from him. I recall that I didn't make much eye contact with the other students in the class because I was so busy taking notes. Besides, I was more of an introvert in the dream than anything. I heard someone joke and said that I was a hermit. All I wanted to do is to get my work done. Then get going.
Then the bell rung.
The room reminded me of one of the classrooms in high school. It was small that consist of 18 people. There was a couch in the corner that appeared out of nowhere. It looked like someone had thrown a plain white sheet on the couch. People appear out of nowhere and sat on the couch. They all looked like they were in their early to late '30s.
We had just finished up Trigonometry and I was getting ready to leave the room, when I noticed that Lauren Berry's sister, Jessica was standing at the doorway talking to her husband. I got up and was putting stuff in my backpack. The smelly DC left by then. I turned my back to them. I could feel their eyes burn through me like I was the worst person in the room. They didn't like me in real life. That somehow found its way into my subconscious. It felt so annoying in the dream.
Then enter the other me, my clone. This DC was wearing a white sweatshirt with blue jeans. That was something that I would wear around the house. Then again, it felt like I was back in college. I recall that my other self's hair was a mess but, other than that, they looked like they were well-rested.
At this point, I felt that I was briefly was just observing, in the dream as I watched my other-self walk over and took a seat on one of the white couches next to a guy who looked like Bill Hader. Boothy, Kevin and Aaron Wolf were seated there too. Of course some of them, I knew personally, in real life.
I recall that I watched in disbelief as my double conversed with these other people. In the dream, everyone seemed to be busy talking to each other to even really noticed that I was still there. Everyone was too busy watching the other me in the room as they seem more entertaining. I felt a little jealous because my friends were there with my other self but, I felt too lazy to say anything.
I felt like I wanted to leave to go home.
Then all of a sudden, a figure walked in the blurry room. When they did so, I was shocked. "Another one of me?" I thought to myself. How many, ME- ME(S) are there?" My stupid mind didn't question that I was dreaming at this moment. This clone of me was well dressed. It was like they were going to an Award Show or something like that. People seemed to gravitate to this version of me. They seemed to light up the room, in my dream. I, myself, thought was nauseating seeing this version of me. The music seemed to play softly in the background.
I was the original one, I think, in the dream? I was wearing a hat on my head so, no one would see me. I just wanted to be invisible at that moment.
You know, I've found out, in one of my dreams once, that I was a clone. When I did, it felt like I was lost in this world. Hell, in another dream, I gave birth to twin adult clones of myself once. That was just downright painful and weird. Not kidding. So, I should be used to it.
The room was buzzing with people talking. You could get lost in a room like this.
All of a sudden, this better dress self version of me looked at me, turned and looked at my other double, in confusion.
My clone yelled out loud, "They look like me??!"
I face-palmed as I tried my face from the crowd. Too late everyone noticed me, I guess?
Then there was this Dream Character some random person, in my dream. I didn't see their faces, came over and starting kissing my other-self in front of everyone. I recall that I felt like, "What the fuck?! That is gross. Get a room!" However, In reality, I decided to just leave that room.
I was now wandering around the house. At one point, I dropped my Olive green-color book bag on one of the couches in the house. It looked like it was built in colonial times. It reminded me of my teacher, Kathy Mathews's house when I was in grade school. The wallboard looked like weathered gray pine. That made it feel like I was in a barn but, not really.
I was now wandering around the house. At one point, I dropped my Olive green-color book bag on one of the couches in the house. It looked like it was built in colonial times. It reminded me of my teacher, Kathy Mathews's house when I was in grade school. The wallboard looked like weathered gray pine. That made it feel like I was in a barn but, not really.
In the house, there was an old colonial wood-burning fireplace that made it smell like ashes. I remember that there were old antiques of various things that were hung on the walls. There was this very old spinning wheel near the fireplace. It looked like it was recently used. On the floor next to it, there was a bag full of raw lambswool.
The windows in the house, in the dream, were very big. The color of the trim was blue. There was a weird sound. I turned to look at one of the windows. The window frame was slightly bigger than all the others. The window shade opened, a woman stepped down from the window, I assumed that it was a bathroom. She was shaving her face. I was shocked. I stood there with my mouth opened for a few seconds. Then I thought, perhaps someone was playing a trick on me or was I just seeing things. Then I climbed up on the sill thinking it was a door of some kind but, it wasn't. No, it was just a window. I fell backward and hit my head.
When I came too, I thought, "What the hell of a way to step out of the bathroom. Where am I?"
My head hurt. The scene had changed and I was no longer in an old colonial. I was now on a street corner. I was laying against a building. At first, I thought it was the city of Prague because I recall that I visit there in one of my last dreams that I had about being a spy but, then everything morphed and I remember there were some weird flashes of light. The blinding light made me feel sick. Then I noticed that the sky was all wrong. Some of the ground was like a multi-colored jello.
Yet, in other places, there were flashes of my memory that were projected like in solid structures. My head still hurt. Strange screams surrounded me and self-doubt plagued me. I tried to ignore the persistent sound and bad memories.
I recall that I started to float as the bright flashing and psychedelic colors, the red, silver and black strings of reality that twisted, formed, crystallized and broke apart at the slightest touch, the smallest glance, the most fleeting memory. I remembered the rigid, yet flowing shapes of these mirror-like molecules that reflected everything at me, from the deepest stitch of my clothes in the dream to the thin green strings of muscle that made up my irises. I could remember the feeling as if with every second that passed, My body pressed further into myself as I watched the place that I was in, tear myself apart molecule by molecule, before placing them back together again.
I recall thinking, "Am I in hell?"
I remembered it all, but only in bits and pieces. When I tried to remember the journey all at once, it became a bright, never-ending hallucination that blinded me with color and white and gray and even hues that I have never thought to have existed.
I wondered at this point if I was dreaming? I recall that I pushed one of my fingers through the palm of my other hand. I remember thinking to myself, "It may take a bit of effort, but if you're dreaming it will go through as if you were a hologram or made of jello." So, I did and now I knew that I was dreaming. I was now grounded, again.
I looked around. I felt like I was a stranger in a strange land. Then it started to rain as I was walking along the street. I thought about how should get out of this place. This was when I recall that could try to do a task of the month. What is the best task that could help me in this situation?I walked a mile before I realized that I could try to do Nafet's task to transport somewhere else. This was when I decided to take my cell phone out of my pocket. I was like, "That will solve the problem of being lost." I put the cell phone to my ear and I said, "hello?" Someone answered but, then hung up on me.
I said, "Hello?" again. This time someone answered. I recall asking politely for them to open a portal because I was lost. Just like that, I was transported to them. Honestly, It felt like I was getting sucked into a vortex at the moment. When I landed I felt a bit light-headed. I was now back at that old colonial house, like at the beginning of the dream but, my timeline was a little different. Yes, success!! I said, rather out loud.
Who was the person? The person was Katie M. To best described Caitlin, she looks a lot like Elizabeth Olsen and bit like Hilary Duff mixed-together. She has red hair. In the dream, she seemed shorter than she is in real life. She gave me a look like she would kill me if she had a chance. It was like she was saying, "Come any closer I will kill you." So out of respect, I just walked away.
I lost lucidity at this point, and I was now, I wandered downstairs to the basement to one of the classrooms. There I found my backpack. However, It looked like it has to mean opened. I remember saying, "No! Shit! Fuck!!
then I woke up.
