LucasPotter's DJ

Again, my dream recall has been pathetic lately. I can remember the key points of my dreams, but I cannot link everything together (my dreams are usually very cohesive, when my recall is good).

So there was this bit where there was a pool at night and there were lots of body parts in it. However, that was not shocking to us (no idea who "us" is), we were all focusing on the FULL body there. Who was all blurry, cause the spirit was doing something?

So then I saw this film/TV show where a girl from the past was trying to figure out what had happened to the girl in the pool. When she was almost done with her investigation, another girl started digging too. The first girl had done nothing wrong, but she looked suspicious from the other girl's POV.

I tried to get the spirit to settle down and be calm, but I couldn't find it. It wasn't evil, but it seemed lost and angry at what had happened.

So I was at this school-ish place. I kept trying to make it seem like I studied there and I had to show my grades to my parents, so I had to fake them and it was stressful.

Then I had to go from one place to another, but I didn't want to? I think I was going out with my girlfriend (I don't have one in real life, though), but I needed to do something else first, something about the body/spirit. My girlfriend was bitching that she was waiting for me at the party. My parents went out (I'm pretty sure I was in dream!Lucas's house), telling me to take care at the party. Instead of going, I got the baby (?) and told it I'd take care of it. I think that's what they spirit wanted, so I watched the baby all night.

I feel like there was also some running around. But I can't remember anything about it, other than I was running a lot.

My dream recall has been terrible lately. So there'll be no details:

There was some shooting, lots of running. I hid inside a car. A girl I hooked up with years ago was in another car hiding. We met, she was mad at me cause I was apparently killing people. We ran together. There was some more shooting and hiding.

Hello. My name is Lucas and I was too stupid to realise I was dreaming.

Well... the good news. I slept well enough to remember my dreams...

First, a fragment: I was going to this show. I got there and I was super excited, Bianca Del Rio was gonna be there. There was a huge crowd.

Second, another fragment: I was walking up the stairs at home. It was really windy, though. I thought "oh, hey, I need to do a RC soon". But then I looked around, the stairs looked normal and the super strong wind, with no windows around, also seemed normal. Finally, the mountains below the stairs also made sense. So I shrugged and thought "nah, this is real. There's no way I could feel such strong winds in a dream".

First dream: I was driving - AND DIDN'T DO A RC, I SUCK - and the streets were familiar, but I have no idea where I was. However, in the dream, I totally knew. I was running late, so I decided to take a shortcut. When I got there, I realised they had put some spiky thingies next to it, and you had to be really careful to enter the shortcut (which, btw, was some stairs).

I wasn't careful enough and, of course, one of my tyres got slashed. I left my car, lifted up my car (with my hands, cause... yeah) and found the problem. I didn't want to call my insurance, so I decided to change the tyre on my own. My cousin showed up and said he could help. We kept trying to decide where to do it, while I was moving my car with just my hands. I was freakishly strong in this dream. Lea showed up too and the three of us finally found a place to change the tyres. I was very obviously into Lea and didn't want the many thug-ish guys walking around the streets to make her uncomfortable, but she was totally cool and chill about everything. She was actually having fun with the tyre thing.

Last dream: I was walking around, but I wasn't me. I was older than me. It was a beautiful place, lots of green, mountains, trees and beaches. It was seriously paradise. Then, I was talking to someone, like a voiceover, and it sounded like the other person was a therapist. I was asking her when I'd stop hallucinating about "that day". Then, I had a flashback to the day. The whole place was being bombed and I kept seeing "myself" jumping to the many rivers and lakes of the place.

Then I was telling the voice again that I kept seeing it happening again and again and that I'd always jump into water cause I was afraid of the fire in my hallucinations. The problem was that the water was always hot because the people there had used the bombing effects to make it warm. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Anyway, I was me again and I was just hanging out at a cool (but warm) lake-y thing. Another cousin of mine was there, but she had lost part of her arm during the bombing. She was okay with it, though, it had happened a while ago. Next to her, a woman was taking care of her (now adult) son. He had lost his head at the bombing. But he was very much alive. And he could hear us too. He just couldn't see anything.



Anyway, the woman wanted my cousin and her son to date. I was sad that my cousin, who has a bf in real life, was all alone and seriously considering going out on a date with a guy who couldn't see her just because she felt like she was too ugly with her half-arm. I wanted to her she could do better, and that she deserved better, but then Game Of Throne's Khaleesi was in the water with me. I talked to her and she was nice, but she seemed uncomfortable. So I said that I'd love to see her in a better mood.

She misunderstood me and went on a rant about how people think that celebrities are all mean and that she's actually really happy when she's around fans.

So I told her I didn't mean it like that, I had only meant that she seemed tired and that it looked like she was having a bad day, and all that I wanted was to see her happy. She wasn't offended anymore and I felt like we had a good connection there, so I was all "OMG I THINK I'M GONNA HOOK UP WITH KHALEESI".

So I woke up.

I was so exhausted last night... and yet, I was up until past three in the morning. I slept too little and I kept waking up. So I barely remember anything.

I basically only remember two fragments:

I was in this car thing (which should've made me do a RC, since it's one of my dream signs), going to a protest? When I got there, the protest was actually a festival, and lots of people were happy that Paul McCartney was going to perform there.

I'm pretty sure this was still the same dream, but... no idea how they link, so.

I was walking around this huge house (huge rooms should probably be another dream sign of mine, considering my latest dreams) and I wanted to hook up with a girl. People were talking about this really ugly guy, who was really nerdy and just awkward as hell. A nice and pretty girl decided to give him a chance and everybody was happy for him, but she didn't seem too happy after they had hooked up. She didn't say anything, but it seemed like it had been fast, bad and kinda gross for her? I think I was gonna hook up with his sister, who was super cool and gorgeous.



The thing that makes me angry, though, is that I clearly remember, in another dream, getting lucid right before I woke up.

I had a stupid, useless LD last night. It was a huge waste. Here we go:

I don't remember what was happening earlier, but I think there was something about a war. I'm pretty sure I had been walking around a Machu Picchu-like place, but it had been somewhat destroyed by battles.

Anyway, then I went to bed. It was not my bed, nor my bedroom. It was a big room, though. So I thought I had to check on something and hit the light switch, but nothing happened. My first thought was: "light switches sometimes don't work in dreams... THIS IS A DREAM!!!"

Then, I went through my list of goals. The first thing I wanted to do was summon Lea Michele. But I decided to truly turn the lights on before I did anything, since it really was dark. It didn't work, though. And my arms and legs were all weird, kinda like sleep paralysis? They'd move, but they'd be almost disconnected to me and then I'd realise I wasn't moving them at all. It was very frustrating, so I decided I should just wake up, since I could barely move and no amount of "this is MY dream, I'm the one with the power" was working.

Except that I couldn't wake up either. So I figured that the only thing I could do was "kill myself" so that I'd wake up. Not being able to move properly, my options were limited, but I managed to throw myself off the bed, head first. I knew I had broken my neck and I suddenly felt very warm and numb. Then it all went dark.

And I woke up on the SAME bed, which, again, was not MY bed. I didn't bother with the light switch that time, I just got out of the bed and shouted Lea's name. She appeared and I asked her to sing to me. She sang me something that was beautiful, but also made no sense. It was something about how stars' tears are always so high up in the sky, but also dry.

Anyway, then I went to hug her, but Lea wasn't Lea anymore, she was... old Lea. And this is when I lost my lucidity.

Even though she looked older than my grandmother - she honestly looked about my great-grandmother's age - she was still Lea, so I took her in my arms and started dancing with her. I couldn't bring myself to kiss her, but I could still dance with her... right?

Anyway. I woke up. Then I fell asleep again.

The war theme went on, but things were much more obvious now. I believe I was a soldier or something, but things were much more political than the last dream, where I had seen everything in ruins. I remember going somewhere to report something, except that then I ended up getting locked up with a political traitor.

Then, I realised that he was right and I decided that, if I ever got out of there, I'd also switch sides. Then, our "leader" (a president or something) came to see me. He told me that he knew how discouraged I was, but that he was willing to show me that he wasn't a bad man and that he was trying his best. So I decided to remain loyal to him. He was going to send me on a mission, but I woke up again.

Other dream:

I was running around with some other people. We were being silly, teenage-ish actions and all. Then, we saw this big apartment and decided to break in. This apartment was huge, mostly because it was actually many apartments in one. There was this living room that had countless doors, each door leading to a different room that could belong to different apartments. It was actually very interesting.

We walked in and we saw this old lady on this comfy armchair. She was asleep, but we moved around slowly and quietly. Until she started speaking gibberish, so we all hid. I ended up crouching next to her armchair. She was still asleep, but then she proceeded to make out with her leg. It was gross.

So I moved away and entered a different room. I started exploring all the many rooms there, seeing lots of bedrooms and a few kitchens as well. I don't recall seeing any bathrooms, which is a shame. I've been doing a RC everytime I enter a bathroom, so I believe I'd have gone lucid had I found one. But that's okay.

Anyway, halfway through my multiple-apartment-adventure, I heard noises coming from the living room and thought that my silly friends had woken the old lady up. I quickly went back there, always remembering to keep myself hidden, and then I found this woman there in the middle of the living room. She seemed surprised by our presence, but not threatened by us in any way. She offered me a glass of water.

And finally:

Once again, I was with a group of silly people. We entered this really long corridor. It was all white. There was a voice saying that there were doors there that would lead to different houses (sensing a theme there, I know). We wanted to check out the houses and we knew that some of the houses even had cameras.

The voice said something about someone having to get naked. We assumed that the voice wanted a guy, since it was a woman's voice. But then one of the girls lifted up her dress to one of the cameras in the corridor and the voice was really happy about it.

After that, we kept walking and exploring the corridor. I'm not sure how, but I ended up getting really close to a girl - maybe the one who had flashed the camera - and it felt like we were gonna have sex and I was super excited about it.

But then I woke up for good. Damn.

Damn, I've been up all day, but didn't have the time to write down my dreams. And now it's night already and I forgot everything. Except one thing:

A HUGE BOMB

And it was a pretty cool explosion too. It was a blue bomb that exploded once, then it exploded again.

I may have dreamt about life post-explosion, kinda like a post-apocalyptic scenario, but I'm not sure.

I'm on my phone, so I'll have to keep it short.

I was walking around some streets, until I found a house that belonged to a relative of mine. My aunt was saying that she wanted to go to Europe in February. I saw my cousin and he told me to go to this other place.

I left and found the place. It was a bit of a party on a street, kinda like a family thing, maybe a fair? My parents were there and we saw an uncle of mine. He had gotten himself into trouble. My dad and my uncle are clearly brothers, so I was afraid people would target us, so I said we should go.

We were sitting at this really tall chairs - like five stories high. The chairs colllapsed and I thought we would die, but then I just thought "nah, I can make us survive".

So we were back on the streets and I told them we really had to go. We were running and my father said we could jump over a few houses and fences, he said he knew the way.

Turns out we ended up at a very high wall. Again, I thought "no problem, I can survive the fall and then get them", which I did.

Then my father said we could stay at this place, ot was a bit of a B&B. I had been angry with him, cause he kept stopping when we should be running. So I got extremely pissed off and told him he was fucking dumb for even thinking we could stay there.

My mother agreed with him, though, and they were the majority, so we got a room and went to the living room. The owner was serving dinner, which was a plate of rice and beans and it lookes awful.

My grandma was there too and I once again shouted at my parents, saying that if my grandmother could find us, so could the "bad guys".

And that was it.

LUCID DREAM YAYAYAYAY

Okay, so first things first:

I was walking around the uni campus. Then I met Callie, from The Fosters. We went to class together, but I kept feeling there was something going on between us. We got to class and she sat somewhere. I was gonna sit behind her, but the seat was taken, so I told her I was gonna sit on the other side of the room. She followed me so we could sit together.

Then, we were supposed to work on a project or something, so I told her we could go to the aquarium of the campus. We went there and I took her hand. She actually smiled at me and it was super sweet. We walked around the place some more and I asked where she wanted to begin. She said she wanted to go to the highest floor and make our way back to the ground floor. I said okay, but she decided to go to the bathroom first.

Then her mother (Lena, also from The Fosters), who was also the teacher, ran into me and asked me if I wanted to see a new room they were working on. I said I would, so she opened a door. And there were frogs in there. She walked in, showing me around. And then a frog jumped at me and I freaked out, but I didn't to look stupid, so I slapped it away and ran to the door.

When I left the room, I was outside the aquarium and it was night. Lena asked about a couple of teenagers and I said I didn't know cause I don't pay attention to people all that much. Another The Fosters character, Mariana, was there too. We were friendly enough and Lena laughed and said oh you teenagers. And I was like "uhm, actually, I'm 25. But Mariana here is a baby, she's only 21".

And then. I thought "I haven't done a RC in a while now. But that'd be stupid. I know I'm not dreaming. Wait. Am I?" So I looked around and it hit me that YES I WAS DREAMING!!!

So I felt myself on my bed, knew I was about to wake up, so I let myself... uhm, be on my bed. I wasn't very corporeal and the dream wasn't too stable. But I made myself get out of bed, walk around it, until I was in front of the wall. I kinda went forward, thinking that I could go through the wall and find myself at a park.

The park was blurry and I was still aware enough of my real body. I figured I had to do the TOTM, so I shouted "ME" and it was a bit like chat (I was there for quite a while yesterday). Another me showed up and I was like "So what were you going to tell me?" and then the other me started yelling "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID LITTLE FAGGOT, JUST FUCK YOU AND LEAVE ME ALONE" and he ran away.

I didn't care much about that and I knew I was about to wake up, so I shouted "LEA" and someone showed up. She didn't look like Lea, but she was supposed to represent Lea. We were kind of avatars and I wanted to declare my love to her, so the avatar me had a dialogue box and lots of symbols showed up there. I knew they were bad, but Lea just kept smiling. Then, she opened a dialogue box too and more symbols appeared. After she was done, she walked away.

I woke up and my bedroom looked way more brighter than it had been in the beginning of the lucid dream, which made me realise the dream was a bit more stable than I had thought.

Fragment: there was something about taking the subway? I dunno.

So I was at this weird place, it was like a huge patio. I had to hide from those big... tripods. I've just finished a book series, Tripods, and then I started The 5th Wave, so I guess I've been a bit... affected.

Anyway, I hid from the tripods because I knew they were bad aliens. As I was trying to find a place to stay, I ran into the twins from The Fosters. They were staying inside this really tiny, ugly, dirty bathroom*. Jesus wasn't really all that happy to have me there, but Mariana convinced him to let me stay.

After a while, we left and there were lots of young people around, unsure of what to do. We had our phones, but I knew that our numbers weren't ours anymore, because... somehow, we were in the future? So I left and I ran into this group of adults.

Angelina Jolie as Maleficent was there. The group was sorta judging her? As in a trial, but in a park. The leader said that she owed them the spell/potion for eternal life. She laughed and said that it would never work on him, since he was old, fat and ugly.

Then, she got serious and said that we needed to protect the kids. That if we ran into kids asking for food, we should give whatever we had, even if it was little, cause there were kids everywhere trying to live on their own after the alien invasion and they'd probably all be starving.

After that, she also reminded us to take care of the dinosaurs. She pointed at them and I saw three weird... things... trying to get away from the ropes that were holding them to trees. It was hopeless, they weren't strong enough.

So I walked away and I found some "soldiers" being mean to starving kids, even beating them with a chain. For some reason, I took charge of them and decided to beat the soldiers with their chain, to teach them a lesson.

*Yesterday, I had decided I needed to do a RC whenever I went into a bathroom. I actually forgot to do that, both in real life and in the dream. So. I need to get on that. It's obviously a strong dream sign. BATHROOM = RC

I woke up a lot last night and I was kinda anxious, so my dream is a bit of a mess. Also, I've been up for a few hours now, so I kinda forgot some stuff. I did dream about DV, so niiice.

Anyway, I was at this weird place. It was like a fancy camp/cheap resort kinda place. I remember I kept going from one... small cottage to another, looking for a DV member (who doesn't exist in real life). I knew I had to find him cause he was wise and he'd help me.

I finally found him and he was old and crazy. He kept saying I needed to get ready for the collapse of our society and that he wouldn't be around much longer cause he was gonna die. So he took me to his tiny cottage and he helped me pack some stuff and food. Then he made me take a shower.

Note: I dream a lot about showers. I need to start doing RCs whenever I take one.

When I came back from my shower, he was gone. I took my bag and I couldn't find him. Everybody was freaking out, so I finally got into a car. It was a regular car, but, somehow, there were MANY people there.

Note: I dream a lot about cars/buses/planes/trains/subways/driving. I need to start doing RCs whenever I 'm on some type of transportation - ESPECIALLY driving.

There was this traffic jam and we were on a very steep street. The other lane was empty, there were no cars coming our way. Two cars ahead of us, a woman got out and she looked at us. I knew she was gonna ask for our help because her (adult) son was in our car.

I told him that I was sorry, but we couldn't help her and that the best thing he could do was go to the other lane and drive away. There were no cars coming, so it wouldn't be dangerous, we could use it.

He did that and I woke up.

I usually write a lot about my dreams, but I slept so little that I'm too exhausted for it. So tiny versions of my two dreams... they were full dreams, though, not fragments.

First dream: I was on this bus/van thing. I think we (no idea who the others were) were running away from something. For some reason, I was sure we were going north and, in a couple hours, we'd be in Canada. I also knew that we'd get to Canada, drive through Mexico and end up in Canada at the end of the trip. Which makes no sense. And makes even less sense if you consider I live in South America.

Then, I had trouble changing the name of the destination on the bus, because I couldn't understand the name of the city that we were going to. I felt really stupid about that, but I couldn't hear the guy.

Second dream: I was taking this test on a computer. It had been going on for days. Then I helped people with it. I did super well and the results opened a page with lots of links, lots of them were conspiracy.

I woke up so many times this night, I ended up forgetting most of my dreams. All I have is fragments.

I was on a road trip with my family and we had a bus for ourselves. But it was raining, so it was pretty difficult to drive it.

I had to go back somewhere, so we took a cab. It was very dark and, for some reason, we had drugs on us. The police stopped us and we all, including the driver, hid and pretended that we weren't there at all/we were sleeping.

There was this factory and there was a girl, she was on her late teens, early twenties. Her younger siblings had gotten lost. It was an abandoned factory and it was night, so she had to go looking for them. She was mostly annoyed and kept shouting at them.

I was at a hotel with my family and we were all looking through the window. There were two buildings like the WTC and they were made of lego. Then, a fake plane hit them and they fell. We were impressed by this, since it was apparently a memorial thing for 9/11.

Wow, it's been so long! BUT I'M BACK!

Okay, first dream. Uhm... it's really shocking, so, WARNING?

I was taking my dog to the pet shop for his bath. It started raining and I got worried, because I didn't want him to get all wet (...yes, I was taking him to his bath. So this concern makes no sense), but we got there pretty fast. We entered the place and it was time for me to leave.

I left and I ran into this kid who needed help. He was around ten, eleven. I asked him what had happened, and he said his sister was in pain. So I followed him and we found his sister, who was around the same age. There was blood everywhere and I thought she had been shot. Turns out she had been pregnant and had lost the baby.

Their father found us and he didn't even know his daughter was pregnant (then again, she WAS just a child herself) and he couldn't understand how that had happened. So we learnt that the kids (siblings) had been having sex. They didn't know it was sex and that it was wrong, but they had been doing it. The father felt extremely sick, especially when he found the foetus.

Yeah, I don't know where that came from either. About two, three months ago, I had a Law & Order: SVU marathon... maybe that was it. Who knows?

Second dream:

I was watching a video. It was supposed to be a parody, but I don't know. Anyway, video: there was this girl watching her laptop, then someone came out of the screen. She started screaming it was the Matrix and then I realised there were a bunch of sorta famous people in this video. I was surprised to see so many minor celebrities on a random parody video, but it was funny. They started singing and then they left.

I ended up finding myself in the room where they had been. I picked up a book I wanted to read and left too. It was a really big, nice house. It was my house - but not really. I was really happy that my mother had made all these changes in the house, especially because there were huge rooms for parties and balls. I was impressed.

Then, my mother showed up while I was getting food on my plate and she was mad that my father was going to this dinner thing with his family, cause she couldn't go, since she would be working. I was suspicious that dad was cheating on her again, but I didn't say anything.

Then, I got the book I had picked up in the bedroom and, somehow, I had already finished it. I turned it and the back of it said that there was a coat on it and you had to take it off to see the real book with your own eyes. I did and there really was a coat on the book and the book went from green to blue. It was a very cool effect.

I slept very little last night, so I only have a tiny dream and a fragment:

I was taking my dog for a walk. For some reason, we'd always cross the patio of a stranger's house, but the owner had blocked it. So, instead of turning around and going back home, I decided to try to find a different path. We kept walking for ages, until I remembered that I had to take my dog to the pet shop, because it was his bath day (which... true, he always gets bathed on Wednesdays). Finally, I found the pet shop, because they had moved to a different place (also true, they're moving in about three weeks). It was night already and everything was closed. I checked my phone and it was after 10 PM.

I freaked out cause it was late and I should've been home a long time ago. I started running, until I was on this very steep street. I could barely walk. My cousin showed up and said we could get the bus, since we were five minutes from home. I agreed, we got on the bus... and it went towards the opposite direction. I freaked out again and we finally got off the bus. I called my mum to let her know I was almost home. She was mad at me, saying that my grandfather was already asleep (makes no sense? he doesn't live with us) and that I had woken her up, which was horrible cause it was almost 2 AM and she had to get up to go to work in three hours.

The fragment: I was making out with a girl I know. I have a girlfriend, so that was wrong. And also, I've never felt attracted to this girl at all. I wanted to stop, but I knew that if I told her that, I'd be considered a racist, cause she's black. So I had to keep kissing her. Weird.

*sigh* Last night was pretty intense... while I've had (MUCH) worse nightmares, I woke up really scared.

So I was running around what seemed to be an abandoned neighbourhood. I was extremely paranoid, was really sure someone was following me. Finally, I saw this house that was familiar to me. I entered it. The windows were huge (in fact, most of the walls were made of glass), so I kept throwing myself on the floor and behind tables and sofas just so that I could "hide". I wasn't really me, though. I was two people: a guy, who was all by himself; and a girl, who lived at that house and wanted to find her brother. I kept changing, sometimes I was him, sometimes I was her. Somehow, that made sense.

While I was there, I kept getting my "stuff" ready: taking food, clothes and whatever else I could find that seemed important, like a first-aid kit, knives, bats and shovels to protect myself... then, I saw a group of "things" outside and hid. I was the guy, then, and suddenly I was a leader of my own group, who were all in the living room with me and hiding too. The "things" outside were supposed to be zombies, I think. But they were very much alive, they could talk and everything.

While we were all hiding, the door opened and we all just froze. But it was the girl's brother. I was happy, even though by then I was just the guy and was no longer the girl too. So we all got together and realised we had to move. So we left the living room and the house turned into some sort of museum. And we could hear the "creatures" behind us. And then they were also in front of us. We were at this very weird, small corridor. It was actually a vertical corridor, separating two rooms. We shut the doors and started freaking out, since we couldn't go back, couldn't go forward and they'd find us sooner rather than later.

There was a window really high, so we decided to climb up and run away through it. I went first, as the leader. As I opened the window, I could hear a meeting of the creatures. They were kind of having a cult. I realised we were right next to a building of theirs and they had soldiers around the whole perimeter. One of them saw me and offered me a chance to join their cult and be one of them.

I let myself fall on my back and told myself "I give up. There's no point in living anymore and I want to die now". I never fell on the floor, my body was floating, but moving backwards, and I was followed but nothing but whiteness. I felt light and I knew I had died.

I woke up scared as hell. This was NOT even that scary, considering the dreams I usually have, but... for some reason, I woke up completely freaked out. It took me almost an hour to fall asleep again because my heart was racing.

I fell asleep again and now I was in this weird... place. It was like a city, I think. Everything was destroyed. There were people starving on the streets. I had a friend with me (no idea who he was, but I trusted him) and we knew we had to go to another place. We found my car. We got in really fast, but there wasn't enough fuel inside of it. Two guys showed up and told us they could help us. We didn't want to talk to them, but they kept trying, telling us we could use the electric part of the car to make it work. Which makes no sense. However, in the dream, it totally worked. So, the only thing they asked in return was for us to take them with us, because one of the guys was looking for his daughter. He was old already, so his daughter was already an adult, but he hadn't seen her ever since she was a child. Since my friend and I didn't have a destination, we just wanted to get the hell out of there, we accepted it.

After a while, I was walking on my own. No idea how that happened. I found lots of dead people everywhere, they looked terrible. As if something had eaten their skin from inside. There was a lot of blood too, as if they had pissed and pooped all of their blood. One of them was the guy's daughter, I was sure of it. As I looked around, I learnt (no idea how) that she had gotten sick and died in nine days. For some reason, I knew the guy was sick too, so I had to find him because I knew he had very little time.

As I was running, I ended up in another town. It was a crazy place. There were lots of buildings where navy people would stay for a couple of days and everybody was there for either sex or drugs (or both). I kept looking for the old man to tell him about his daughter. A woman stopped me and told me I could leave my backpack at her place. I think she was a prostitute, but she wasn't trying to seduce me or anything, she was honestly being nice. So I thanked her and left my things with her.

I got at the end of the "avenue" (on one side of it, there were only buildings; on the other, it was the ocean) and I knew I wasn't supposed to be there, but I saw my friend keep going, so I did the same and it was fine. But then, I entered another type of museum. There were bathrooms there, but they were kinda in the open. Still, I had to pee, so I went there. I sat down and put my hand in front of me, so that the guard couldn't see that I didn't have a penis. He was suspicious of me and wanted me to leave immediately. I got up fast and left. I went out again and the old man was too sick and dying.

Woke up, fell asleep again. Fragments:

I had to run away and I was in my car. I kept driving around cause I was a bit lost. I found my family. My dad wanted to drive the car even though I was the one driving. I got mad. There was also some weird stuff about a field on fire.

I was at this apartment that I dream about all the time. It looks a lot like my grandma's. My parents were there and we had to go fast because... I dunno, random emergency. It was serious and we had to run away. So I was packing my stuff. My dad showed up and he was like "we gotta go, I'll take your backpack already" and I freaked out cause I still had more clothes to take with me. I told him to take that one and I'd be there soon. My dad said okay and left. My mum found me and started complaining about the clothes I was taking with me. I told her it was the apocalypse, not a fashion show, and I just wanted to be comfortable. She was still complaining.

And that was it.