Cayne

This dream wasn't the most pleasant of dreams Ive had. The first part I remember is fighting in a regiment with a flintlock rifle and bayonet. There was a cavalry charge coming from our left side, and I was standing on the far left. The commander ordered us not to break rank and then the charge hit us. I stood through it, not being hit at all. I saw my regiment torn to pieces around me, so I broke rank and began to fight the cavalry. I used my rifle's bayonet to dismount and kill several of the enemy cavalrymen. Dream fades at this point.

Another part of the dream, I was riding passenger through this weird section of road. It was apparently a timed switch room that was sometimes a road and sometimes a subway rail. I was nervous going through it because the door at the other side took so long to open. I was worried that the subway door would open and that we'd all get creamed by the train itself.

Another part of the dream, maybe the worst. Me and a group of DC's were in this area, not really a cavern but it was some sort of cave or canyon built into a rock table. It was strange. One of the DC's is a girl I know and I spent most of the time talking to her. To my dismay she had changed dramatically and had a bunch of tattoos (I'm not a fan of them). She was apparently a bit of a slut and really just kinda teased me. I spent a good portion of this dream desperately trying to win her affection. I failed and she wandered off.

Next part of the dream I was standing with another DC I know in real life. I knew that neither one of us fit in in the world around us anymore. There was a huge pit filled with water in front of us. I jumped in and swam to the very bottom where I let my body go or something. My perspective went back to the surface but I knew I died already or something. The DC I had been with was just living life as normal but we both knew something bad was going to happen. And it did, the city around us was destroyed by a volcano. Everyone inside died including my DC friend. I was just so devastated at this point and apathetic of my dream everything just kinda faded. I eventually woke up.

The funny thing is, its not great dreams that make me want to study and practice lucidity. Its shitty dreams like these that make me want to so I never have em again.