Duality

So far, this is my masterpiece.

I began where I was beginning many of my dreams at the time, in the living room of my parents' house. It was night time. The moment the dream began, I suspected I was dreaming, and looked at my hands. This confirmed it for me. I sprinted out the door and went outside. By this point, my default action in lucid dreams was to steal a car. My favorite at the time was a 1971 Dodge Charger, so I began trying to will one to form behind the garage. I walk around the side of the garage, telling myself I would see a Charger when I rounded the corner. What I saw wasn't a Charger, but was sufficient for my needs. It was a Massachusetts State Police Cruiser; the Crown Victoria model.

I got inside [because the door was unlocked], and started the ignition [because the keys were inside] I unfortunately couldn't find the switch for the lights and siren, as I had never been in the front of a police car before. So, I turned on the headlights, then shifted into drive and hit the gas, kicking up gravel behind me as I peeled out of the driveway.

As I barreled down my street I saw a similar police cruiser, which had evidently lost control and veered off the road, crashed head-on into a ditch. I couldn't see if anyone was inside, but there was no one standing near the vehicle. I kept driving. I was a man on a mission and I wasn't going to let myself be flung out of my fantasy world just yet.

I brakes hard and cut the wheel, fishtailing onto the main drag before I shifted into top gear and punched the gas. The tires squealed, but quickly regained traction. The vehicle accelerated to an extremely high speed; well over 100 MPH, but I was somehow able to effectively steer, for a while.

I eventually felt myself losing control of the car. I flung the door open and dove out as the car continued forward, wrapping its front end around a lamp post, causing it to buck and sway a little before leaning over with a creak, the light flickering and dying away with a few sparks.

The crash site was near a small lake in town. I got up to my feet and walked toward the lake, staring at the moon's reflection in the ripples. Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me. "Hey!" I turned. Two police officers, one shining a Mag-lite in my eyes, were approaching me, both with their hands on their holstered firearms. The first officer, wielding the Mag-lite spoke again. "What are you doing down here?" They had seen the crashed police cruiser(s) and evidently followed me.

I didn't bother to answer the officer's question. I raised my right arm in his direction, with my hand balled in a fist. I opened my hand suddenly. The flashlight-wielding officer exploded in a fantastic display, his skin flaying open in all directions as bone and organ tissue flew like shrapnel, coating one side of the second officer, now terrified. I watched the second officer as he turned, and without firing a shot or saying a word, ran away.

I turned back to the moonlit lake. I raise both arms, with my fingers curled up toward the sky. Little blue "fire-demons," each about a foot tall, rose from the lake and began to dance and play on the water. I smiled. They knew to follow me as we walked toward the town cemetery.

Myself and my new sprites arrived at the cemetery by somehow shifting the universe around us [I didn't feel like walking all that way]. Once there, I stood amongst the tombstones and just watched as my sprites danced around a tree, igniting it in blue flame just by touching it. I rose my arms again. The ground shook around me a little as the grave sites began to each bulge individually. Rotted, almost-skeletal arms began to punch their way out of the earth. I was raising the dead.

Unfortunately, I woke up.