Mah Journal

Lucid
DILD

I started off lucid in some sort of department store. I was playing some kind of "game" with a bunch of other people. Basically, the goal was to eliminate the opposite team by using bombs, mines, and other such tools. I remember crouching with all my teammates and sending off this little jumping robot that would jump over and unbalance them (because that's soooo dangerous -.-). I saw the robot go through them, hit the wall, and turn around.

I eventually ended up in some giant library. I think someone else was with me, but I can't remember who. I was on some chair looking at cookies. I started stuffing my face with cookies. It tasted so good! Plates and plates of cookies just kept appearing one after another, and i shoved them in my mouth. There were mainly chocolate chip cookies, though I distinctly remember some sort of fruity (maybe raisin?) cookie.

Once I was done stuffing my face, the next thing I knew I was on a large ladder, standing at the top and leaning against the top of the corner of two bookshelves. They were darkly stained; the library felt very old and important, for lack of better words. I was watching below as my mother was sleeping on a sofa. I was slightly scared that this might actually not be a dream. I then tried to make something disappear, but it didn't work. To compensate, I threw this little white and blue china bowl away like a frisbee. It sort of disappeared. I figured it must be a dream, since I didn't see it anymore. Then all of the sudden it smacked me in the back. "What the fuck?" I thought. I turned around to see it perched ever so pristinely on the shelf behind me.

I then did a quick RC just to confirm; if this was real, I wouldn't want to wake my mother! I then decided to throw a little green notebook on to the ground and see what would happen. As I blinked, several "layers" of the notebook disappeared; first its cover was gone, then some sort of sleeve, then the rings that bound it, then some of the pages, and so on.

I then reminded myself of a new goal that I have: to find my dream guide. I climbed through the ceiling as if there was some invisible ladder. I ended up on the top floor of some library. There was a lady there with a strange looking cat; it had some unusual colors if I recall correctly. It was very reddish-orange, had some oddly placed tufts of fur, and had some green in its fur. I petted it and asked if it was my dream guide. There was no response. Then I asked the lady if she was my dream guide, and she said no, but she gave me a piece of paper. Apparently this person was my dream guide. I can't remember the name, but it was long and unusual, and started with a C.

I climbed upward on my imaginary ladder again and ended up in some sort of plaza. I went down an escalator and through the hallways. I was running at a moderate pace, and I realized that for once I could run properly in a dream. I wanted to go faster though, but not fly, since that always seems to end my dreams. I started running on all fours, as if I was some sort of cat. It was slightly awkward at first, but it was faster than before.

I ended up going to some movie theatre. It was dark inside. There were two arab women (or so they seemed). I asked them if they were my dream guide. They said they weren't. I showed them the piece of paper and one of them told my that the person was beside the "Penntons" (I knew she meant "Penningtons, but she had a thick accent). I thanked her and rushed off again, but the dream ended there.