AceOfBass

The scene is set with me sitting on my couch, playing an Xbox, (particularly odd as I do not have an Xbox), and playing a random Call Of Duty game. I felt quite nostalgic as I had not touched CoD for a long long time. As I was playing I got more and more engrossed in the game, and then suddenly I found myself in the game.

In the game, I was playing in a large multiplayer game, with other soldiers being controlled by other players, however as the dream went on and on, it felt like a much more realistic experience, as though I was actually at war.

Despite it being a multiplayer room, I had a clear mission. There were hostages, and I was there to liberate them. I opted to choose a completely stealth path instead of busting in guns blazing. I spent the first portion of the dream running around fighting other players when I could do so safely, and making my way behind enemy lines. I came upon a treacherous path which was entirely underground and completely riddled with traps. I remember being extremely cautious and feeling the anxiety that came along with that situation. I would sneak along, dodging or disarming traps wherever I could. As I came to the end, I found a large group of soldiers patrolling and decided not to fight them, instead opting to exit the underground path. As I left, the sunlight felt warm and welcome on my skin, and due to the darkness of the path I had just come through, it took a little bit for my vision to adjust. I came out from the underground path into a large stone courtyard with a fountain fixture in the middle.

I decided to sneak around the outside, by the wall and the shadows. I looked across and saw a bunch of enemy soldiers lined up, and it was then that I remembered I had an RPG with me, and I regretted not using it on the earlier group of soldiers. I jumped and fired it, but it missed and did not harm any of them. All this served to do was alert them to the fact that somebody was near. I ran back to the side of a building and found a few dead bodies of my comrades, so I lied down among them and pretended to be dead. I had combat goggles on so they were unable to see my eyes, which allowed me to watch them as they approached. I tried to stay as still and calm as I could, but I remember being absolutely overcome with fear and started to panic. As they drew nearer I realised there was no way they would not notice me and that my only chance would be to surprise them with a fight. I had only one pistol with me and no other weapons. I took a moment to calm myself, and then jumped up and aimed every shot and fired my one little pistol. I managed to hit headshots on each person I fired at, which thinned out the group and gave me a chance. As I started to run around and try to devise an escape route, there was a point that I jumped and aimed my gun at someone and then the dream froze as I thought.

"Okay this is absolutely ridiculous. I am definitely dreaming."

That was it, I didn't even perform an RC or need to in order to convince myself, I just knew.

At that point I woke up and sat up straight away and chuckled to myself, I was in my bed and found the whole thing a little ridiculous. I then got up, got a snack and went to the bathroom.

That's all I remember of the dream.

"BUT WAIT" you say. "HOW DO YOU KNOW IT WAS A FALSE AWAKENING IF YOU ATE AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM?!"

Only later when I actually woke did I realise it was a false awakening because I wasn't even sleeping at my house. I was having an afternoon nap at my girlfriend's place.

The moral of this story is to always, always check if you have actually woken up. Something I've tried to get into the habit of.