LudoSiren

IMPORTANT DATES
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[/] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me (Attempting to try MILDing)
[ ] Attain Lucidity


I finally mustered the strength to peel myself from bed for a WBTB! Enough to right keywords in my physical DJ!
They were:
Taylor
Haunted House
Scooby Doo
Music
Hiding
Magick Vials
Monster People

And with these words, I figured out the mystery of last nights dreams! XD (I'm such a reference dork, I do apologize.)

Within this dream, Taylor and I were back to exploring the Haunted House I had seen in my "Worst Babysitting Job EVER!" dream. Only this time, it was much more vivid, and I had more of a control on myself. Though I wasn't lucid, I still was more connected, I believe. Anyhow, Taylor and I went inside to investigate. The scene cuts to us sitting in a bedroom that is similar to her ACTUAL bedroom, but is much, much creepier and the furniture has been changed. She sits on a bed that is perpendicular to one wall with an old school 90's radio next to her. She is doing her make-up and hair as I sit on a bed that runs parallel to the back wall. I merely kick my feet about and absorb my surroundings and watch Taylor get up and around the room. She says that we need music, and turns on her radio. I am not sure what song came on, but it sounded like music that was her own...so I didn't question it. We talk about the monsters we must fight or escape from, and I ask her why she feels she must get ready for that. She merely answers that it's just like old times or some such. Suddenly, there is a loud banging against the door. Taylor scrambles to hide behind the bed I am sitting on while I duck about grabbing several vials that are similar to the charms I make. However, these were all labeled with a speicifc purpose with old parchment that hung from the bottles with string....I'm sure one of them read 'Virtue' and another I think was 'Sun' or 'Fire', all in a sort of olden script. I hid in the same place as Taylor and shielded her, covering us with pillows. The Monster man had swirling eyes and blue-manged fur...He was sort of like an Ork of kinds. He pulled the pillow off of me and I threw one of the vials in his face, making him cry out. I took Taylor and we made our escape I believe from the window. From here...I remember nothing but running through gardens and making sure she was okay.
In the end, though this may have been a different dream entirely, the team from Scooby Doo walked out the doors of my high school and were arrested. They however said they hadn't done it! I came out to prove them innocent, I believe, bringing them out the Monster. The Mystery Gang were released, the Monster taken away, screaming at me, and I said my work was done....I awoke.