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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a very weird dream last night. Things kept changing and it was quite annoying.

05.00: Sleep

12.00: Zombies
I'm with a group of people in a bus. My brother Morgan is there, along with two or three other kids. We all have a plan made out, and a few of us has handguns. We get out of the bus in the middle of the road and start walking. I spot a few people standing still just behind a house. "Oh shit, get back!" I tell them and raise my gun. The "people" come rushing at us, growling. I try to aim for their heads with my revolver, but the laser dot disappears as they get closer. I shoot the first one in the head just as he reaches me and jump away so he won't fall on my feet.

I shoot the other, but hits the side of his face. He attacks me and I finish him off. I look to my right, and can see that Morgan is struggling to get one off of him. "Hit it!" I tell him and he tries to kill it with a big wrench. He's too weak though and I have to step it. Here the dream goes a bit weird. I kill the zombie by hitting it with the wrench, but somehow Morgan is the only one left. I pick him up and we start running down the street.

"This is going to shit! We have to restart, three are already wounded" I tell the others. I put Morgan down against a wall. Behind me a black robot boar appears and people are pressing a small red button at the bottom of it to surrender or something like that. "We have to kill ourselves to restart" I tell Morgan. He doesn't want to do it. "Look, it's alot easier than getting gored by that boar" I tell him, but he refuses to take the gun. "Alright fine" I tell him and put the gun against my forehead. I squeeze the trigger but I only hear a click. I squeeze it three more times, and I hear a small pop.

I look at the gun and a bullet falls out. The boar appears and start running around, it's real now instead of a robot, and I have had enough of it. I bring up a paper shotgun and start loading it up with shotgun shells. The boar turns to a woman in a car. I blast her right side of her face. She only gets dirty with soot. I grab her and tell her she can't do this shit anymore.

The dream skips. I'm talking to her by a refrigerator for a very long time. At first she hates me, but in the end she really loves me. It's like I'm a psychiatrist.

13.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: None

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