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I'm back on the bandwagon here going for some LDs.

I've been trying for a couple of days to start my DJ, but haven't had any success in remembering anything. That's normal, I think. In the past my recall has always improved dramatically over a pretty short period of time of faithful DJ entries, even if it's a little bit slow at the beginning. I've had times where I remembered as many as 3-4 full dreams in one night consistently.

Date: Night of April 30, 2013

I was in a simulation of a space ship. We were doing some kind of mission. Think "Star Trek" kind of a think. This is one of my jobs IRL, is running simulated missions from the outside at a space center that does precisely this kind of thing.

The ship, however, was really big. It had multiple rooms and hallways and stuff, rather than just a one-room bridge like all the simulators at my job IRL.

I was the captain, and there were a good number of people on the ship. One of them was definitely my good friend Jordan L. I don't remember who else was there specifically.

Everything was going smoothly, and I was walking around the ship, as I had found out somehow that there was a large object in one of our cargo bays that the computeru couldn't identify. I was making my way down there to check it out. As I got near, the computer went to red alert and warned everyone onboard that the object in the cargo bay had opened and intruders were getting out of it. There were two people in a stairwell near me, and I went over to them and we all started retreating as a group of three. I had a small (fake) phaser kind of thing, as did the intruders. It wasn't particularly scary, since I'm familar with the concept and all the intruders are just staff members dressed up and carrying fake guns. A group of 2 or 3 of these intruders found us and shot us. We played dead for the required amount of time, and then made our way to a junction in the ship that was supposed to be safe, to rendezvous with some other crew members. I remember being frustrated that my small gun had no effect on any of the intruders.

We were talking it over with the crew members at this junction in the ship, and trying to come up with an action plan to retake control of the ship and get the intruders off, or at least find out who they where, why they were here, etc. etc. Somebody ordered pizza. As the pizza delivery guy came down, I got suspicious and shot him. It turned out he wasn't an intruder, and we had a good laugh as he waited out his death time and then delivered the pizza. I think my other friend and coworker at the space center IRL, BJ W. was there as well at some point.

This is all I can remember.