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01/27/15 I eventually went back into REM and a scene formed. It was a 2 level house, and I knew I was moving in here. I did not have memory of owning my current house. I decided to see what the house was like. It was a three bedroom, and the living room was at the top of the stairs. I interacted with a few DCs of family members. Cousin Todd makes it clear I should let him move in. In real life, I have great fear that when Todd gets out of prison he will try to move in with me. I was amazed at how well I could remember from waking life why Todd can never move in. I told him in clear terms why. at this point a hole popped through the ceiling and water started to flood the apartment. I assumed it must represent my fish tanks leaking. I found the whole scene irritating so I walked through a wall and went on to do other random things.

01/27/15 I shut off the alarm and DEILDed. I was now in the body of a woman (?, um, ok) and was outside the resort in Kauai. I decided that I was going to go and find the Tardus. I convinced myself that this would be easy. Suddenly Dr Who came out of the building following me. I should have teamed up with him and enjoyed the interaction, but I decided he was trying to keep me from taking the Tardus. I took off trying to get away from him. I ended up in a series of scenes where I told myself each random object was the Tardus. In one scene there was a large video game that you actually sit inside of. I sat inside it an DR. Who just casually was taliking to me, telling me that I should know this was not it. I got out and there was a large mail box. I found a key that fit it in my hand and "knew" it was going to work. Again, Dr. Who just said something funny and it was just a mail box.

I ran out the door feeling that unless I ditched Dr. Who, I would not be able to steel the Tardus. I heard him ask "what in the world is wrong with Jennifer?" I realized I was still in, and had been in the form of a woman. I tried shifting scenes while flying. I swooped and dove and went quickly through 3 scenes. The dream fell apart at that point and went into nREM.

01/27/15 DILD I was in a car driving and talking to the passenger near Capitol High heading towards the hill. I was commenting on how ridiculous Cousin Todd was, and how such and such made no sense about his actions in life. I looked over and it was cousin Todd I was talking to. I tried to cover for this f-up, and said I was actually meaning Brad, not Todd. Well, the thing is Todd is in prison and he is one of my dream signs. If Todd appears in a dream it means It is a dream.

I became lucid and just watched the dream for a minute. We were now in a parking lot at the bottom of the hill about where the fair grounds should be. Todd started going after some dogs with a rubber mallet. The dogs had come up from between two stores. I found this funny and just watched thinking about how silly it all seemed.

Now I found myself inside a new age store (the one we had been outside of). I looked around and found a strange silver ring, which kind of just found its way into my hand. It was a little unicorn with a star. I heard Todd's voice saying that it was a magic ring, and I should take it. I decided that it was not my ring and taking it would be steeling, and that I did not want to dream about a magic ring. I set it down and appeared back out front.

We started walking up the road and he started talking randomly. I decided to start taking control of the dream. I told him to watch me, and I would show him a great way to tell if he was dreaming or not. I then demonstrated a trick I made up where I take a short leap forward and do not let gravity take hold of me. In this case I lept and just started drifting across the road about a foot above the ground. He was impressed and I decided to screw around a bit. I looked way ahead at a fence and lept forward with my foot out in a kicking position. i now coasted steadily forward towards the fence until I had drifted 100 feet or so and planted the kick into the fence.

I now was coming up to a bridge over the river and told Todd that we should find a Tardus and travel through time. I decided that a field would be ahead of me and there I would find a Tardus. I started to see a field and told myself I could see the lights flashing that are on the Tardus. I did, in fact, start to see a flashing light ahead, like a rotating police light. As I walked into the field I saw a gazebo style green house with a rotating light on top. I just told myself that "the Tardus does not actually look like a police box, it takes any form that will not draw attention. In this case the Tardus is disguised as a green house.

I walked into the green house and it was in fact like a Tardus inside. It was very large and had odd gadgets and stuff. In the middle of it was a table with a toy that was animated like a circus toy. It had moving parts and the toy man in the scene started talking to me. He told me that we must use the Tardus to go on an adventure where we would fight an enemy who was going to do such and such, and the fate of the universe depended on it.

WOW! sweet, this seems like a very fun theme for a dream! A handled appeared and I reached out to pull it,,, here we go!

My alarm went off!!! Oh bull shit! You got to be kidding me!

I remember one of my favorite absolutely conscious lucid dreams. It was a bit of a shock because meeting characters I was interested in that moment made me do a double take of, how are you here? Even in my dreams, how are you here? I find that it's pretty rare to find characters you would enjoy spending time with, this is especially so because dreams can be random during most of the part. It went from the outside of my house, to the inside of my cousins, to a particular room. The odd part was that it was as if the dream was conscious of my desires, and therefore made them come true.

I don't think I have had any type of dream where I have been fully conscious in a while, but I hope to have them eventually.

When I find that I wake up in the dream world on top of my bed, I will make a bee line from out side of my house to a persons house(someone I knew as a kid, but not so much any more). I would try to see how far I could get, and see if I can get a view of the inside of their house. Other times I want to go into houses I haven't been in before. I do this so that if I EVER go into that house, I will know whether or not it was accurate from my dream.

01/26/15 I went straight back into a DEILD and wanted to spend more time with dad. Somehow I knew it would be meaningless to just create a copy of the scene. I focused on the feeling I had when I was just with him. I made some kind of shift, that I can not explain and the wall of the room I had formed in opened up and a portal appeared there. It showed some kind of garden scene and I steppped through. I felt some kind of shift, and appeared on the same bridge.

Everything was very vivid and my father was there. I walked towards him, but looking into the water, I saw amazing visuals of giant Koi fish, and I do mean giant. I stopped and staired at the visuals, many of the fish would have weighed 500 lbs. I saw a cool fantasy fish, that was a play on "sea horse." It had the back side of a fish which blended into a wonderful horse with all four legs and a mane.

I was content to watch it as I figured this was one of dad's Heavenly fantasies. Someone was trying to get my attention, but I was distracted and told them to look at the sea horse (and laughed at the humor of it). I looked up and an entity was on the bridge with me. It was an elderly woman and she made me think of my mother. She was so happy and said, "Eric, I am here also!" I was confused as this seems to be an after life area, and my mother is not dead. I realized after waking that this person was likely to be my mother's mother, grandma Jane. She gave me a big hug.

I turned and started taking to my father. This time he was very aware, and did not seem confused. He showed me a fancy mansion that appeared on a hill or something above the water garden. I asked him about this and he made some comment about how he realized he had needed to change some things in his life to have good things like a mansion.

It is hard for me to figure how this event took up 9 minutes, but that was pretty much it when the snooze went off. I wanted to hit snooze again so bad!!!!! But I had to get up and go to work.

Morning of January 29, 2015. Thursday.



I and my family are living back on Barolin Street (our last address) yet I do not become aware I am dreaming. The house is well-rendered, though seemingly with a longer hallway than in reality.

Somehow, a mostly colorless kit fox gets into the house (there are certainly none around this area in reality). It is only about the size of a cat (and actually seems somewhat catlike at one point). I had seemingly fed it inside the house at an earlier date.

Later on, when I pick it up in the main bedroom, it becomes very aggressive. It bites me on my right hand, leaving a mark in the same area where the talon grows from in another dream of the same morning. It also does not like how I smell, though insists on getting closer to smell more of me. This will not do and I move my hands over my lap in defense. I soon get up and open all the doors, including the side door to the outside and it eventually leaves our house, heading down our driveway into our backyard.

However, I become aware of two surfacing ideas to be concerned about. I get the impression that the fox may kill one of our pets (such as a cat or guinea pig - with the impression that one may have already been attacked or even eaten) and realize it had been so aggressive because it had not eaten for a long time (perhaps a few days). However, I am also wary of the neighbor’s large dog directly next door and how there may be a fight (though one does not occur) if it should choose to approach the fox. I can see the dog through the open doorway and it looks somewhat like a bloodhound, facing my direction. The male neighbors are also talking with each other, about four of them, sitting on chairs near their open side entrance and playing music (though which is not that loud, but there is still a very irritating cacophony of talking and annoying music).

As I walk back to the front of the house however, the noise soon completely vanishes, the perception changing somewhat unrealistically; more like turning the volume down on a radio, with moderate speed. This part of my dream “resets”. I am annoyed by the noise as heard in our living room, but again, it completely vanishes walking a short distance down the front hallway. At another “reset” point when I am walking, I get the strange perspective of walking down the hallway at Barolin Street and quickly materializing in my bed at our present address on W Street as if somehow walking for a short time through a distorted portal between real locations rather than coming out of a dream; an atypical waking perspective.

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There was very subtle precognition here; one (of three) of our guinea pigs died during the morning (though of apparently natural causes, not by being attacked by another animal).

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Morning of January 29, 2015. Thursday.



It seems to be late morning and the weather has changed. It no longer seems to be of a continuous potential for thunder and rain. I am possibly the only one home at our present residence on W Street. The main wooden door is open but the screen door is closed though not locked.

After a fairly short time, two young Caucasian males come onto the porch, though the oldest remains on the top steps near the first porch doorway. The one closest to the front door is perhaps about twelve or thirteen years of age and somewhat chubby and the other perhaps about sixteen and quite skinny. They do not look like anyone I know. I sense that they are up to some serious mischief (possibly with intent to harm or burglarize) and thus I do not feel comfortable about the screen door being unlocked. However, I listen to their spiel for a few minutes while I stand in the living room. It has something to do with some sort of medicine, perhaps, but I am not clear on anything. They first need to do something to my hand, apparently. I am not really interested in this. The younger boy seems to be holding a container as well as some sort of smaller crowbar-looking object with a large hook on it, or perhaps some sort of candy cane and miniature wrecking bar composite.

I try to get them to leave the porch by pushing the screen door out rather violently as well as holding onto it so that they do not get in should they attempt it. Perhaps they are not really all that bad though. They are mostly dressed the same, in yellow and white, including yellow and white baseball caps (worn correctly with the visor in front). It almost does seem like a legitimate business at one point.

The youngest moves forward and lightly jabs the top of my right hand with the hook when the door is partly open, which really annoys me. When I look at my hand, something quite strange happens. A small singular branch-like form grows outward fairly quickly on the top of my hand between my thumb and index finger, twisting about and looking much like a woody vine with a gnarled appearance - about three inches high, with a single talon eventually coming out.

“What did you do to my thumb?” I ask. “I have already had an infection in it.” (This being in reference to the unusual ganglion cysts that started to linearly accumulate in my thumb and wrist in August 1976 as a teenager.) In a way, it reminds me of the spur of a rooster, at least in potential function (or the human equivalent thereof).

Apparently, this is part of the intended demonstration and the “medicine” they wish to sell me will heal this “wart” or whatever it is. I want none of it, though, and do not intend to buy anything. It reminds me of people who invent problems just to con people with “solutions” (and in fact, this is actually what is happening here).

From here, I tear at and punch the first youngest boy (having the new talon helps) and the other male looks horrified. I only vaguely feel that my actions are unjustified. I then move on to him, seemingly causing them both to completely disintegrate or evaporate from my dream, still mentally “punching” as my dream loses cohesion; even as I wake (in fact, I am still “mentally punching” a second or two after being fully awake). My dream was quite vivid, and strangely enough, did not really feel all that negative or frustrating.

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01/26/15 I was 5 DEILDs into a chain when this dream happened. I wish this had not been during a 9 minute snooze, with a unavoidable interruption. I appeared on a bridge with tunnel vision ahead into the mists. This image was much like the animated Sleepy Hollow cartoon. A dark passage through trees with a solitary figure at the end of it. There was another weird effect that I can not explain well, that is that this seemed like a portal into another plane of existence. I was shocked and a bit confused until I realized the figure was my father. Dad died a couple years back, and on occasion I have been able to communicate with him through dreams/ ither that or I have quiet a delusion going on/ either way.

I called out to him and got his attention. I walked across the bridge and was in the water garden he had created in real life. At first he seemed confused and distracted, but eventually he focused on me and showed me around his fantasy water garden. I spent the entire 9 minutes walking with him and just looking at the things he thought he was growing. Eventually the snooze alarm went off.

After waking up at around 3:47 AM, I thought about trying out WBTB. It was hard going to back to sleep. I laid in bed for about an hour trying to. It wasn't until I noticed the shadows entering the bedroom windows that I realized I wasn't going to have a lucid dream that morning. Luckily, I was able to fall asleep minutes before everyone in the house got up.

Like many of my dreams, I started out inside my room. Two of my younger cousins were with me. The room around me was a complete mess. Everything felt so out of order. It also felt like a depressing night, especially with my two cousins with me. I watched the both of them playing video games on the television while I sat back and observed them. It got boring after a while. I didn't like having them here. They were hogging up all the fun.

Moments later, they finally announced that they had to go back home. I felt excited when I heard of this. They then began packing their things and headed out the room. I followed and noticed a change in the atmosphere upon entering the living room. It was dark, very dark. It also felt scary. My vision was blurred at that point and I couldn't recall what I had seen while walking through the living room. All I could see was the front door that led out to the front yard.

After both of my cousins left, I stood just outside the front porch watching both of them leave. My mother then came out of the house and did the same. I stood standing there, staring at the dark black sky and couldn't help but to feel something scary was about to happen to me. That is when I decided to manipulate the environment and take control of the dream. I didn't like how dark the sky was, so I change it. I closed my eyes and looked down at the ground right in front of my feet. I tried my very best to change the color of the sky. After a few seconds of imagining these dark skies to go away, I looked up and noticed a lighter color portion on the sky being lit up. It wasn't enough to get rid of all these unknown fears but it was good enough.

I became lucid in the dream just after the moment. The next moment got a little more intense. I walked out to the parkway next to my house and thought about some of the many things to do while lucid. After a brief pause, I immediately remembered that I wanted to summon someone. I wanted to summon Sydney, again. I extended my right arm back and summoned her behind me. After noticing her soft hands in my grasp, I pulled her out in front of me and immediately went for the kill. I pulled out a sharp knife and pulled it out in front of her. At that moment, something amazing happened. A couple of cop cars showed up; one to my left, one in front of me and Sydney, and one to my right. It was almost as if they were on my side. I wasn't even concerned if they'd try and detain me or not. I was bound to try anything.

While all that commotion was taking place, Sydney appeared to be a lot smaller. As a matter of fact, I think she went from a young girl to a really small old man, judging by the amount of wrinkles I noticed on him. I played along with the dream and decided to murder him anyway. I aim the sharp knife towards his chest and pierced his skin. The old man was scared at that point. He looked more pissed off than happy. I wasn't sure whether I should of taken the knife out, or leave it strapped to his skin. Seeing how the cops were already there, it didn't even matter. The policemen lead him towards my front door where he would be detained.

The scene then began settling down. I was still lucid, but the dream started to turn against me. It wasn't my vision, I just felt like something I was doing was making the dream go away. I refused to let that him and took advantage of one of the techniques I learned to help prolong the dream - the spinning method. I start spinning around like a top in hopes that I would stay in the dream longer. After a moment of doing that, it turned out I was doing it wrong. Not only did I have to spin but I had to feel the motions I performed while spinning. That worked a lot better.

After feeling it was safe to stop, I then decided to go on and summon Sydney, the actual her, a second time. I extended my right hand back and like many times, it came out a success. I pulled out Sydney in front of me and noticed a change in her clothing. Rather than wearing the purple uniform, she was wearing the white one. I looked up at Sydney and without a surprise, she smiled. Before I attempted to stab her in the gut, I told her how much I loved her. I then pulled out the same sharp, Micheal Myers knife out in front of me with my left hand and pushed it in to her skin. Unlike one of the previous dreams I had about stabbing her, I didn't feel anything after doing it. I don't think I remember looking at her while I did it. The dream ended seconds later.

There is something to be said about not getting to your dream tasks because, the most bizarre and random things happen.

Galantamine 8mg, B6 100mg, DMAE 400mg

There will be typos. There are always typos, but I don't have time.

Message originally posted by Xanous on 01/25/15 at 02:39 PM

But he's an idiot and has had it as a draft entry for the past 3 days.

#402 - DEILD - 5:03AM - (Girlfriend)

I have my usual vibrations and transitional stage but it passes quickly. I have what may have been an open eye hallucination of a shadow figure running in the room. I dismiss it as nothing. I need to stabilize so I image a woman to make out with. The kiss feel ultra realistic. I emerge from my old bedroom in Texas with a young blonde woman. We are still kissing when I notice I have visual. We walk together into the kitchen and I am still feeling excited. I bend her over the counter and have a little fun but only for a second or two; I really don't want this dream time to be all out sex. She looks back at me and say, "You better stop before you wake up." This gives me to will power to move on to something else.

I somehow end up on the couch in the living sitting closely next to my dream lover, holding hands. The dream environment is really hazy, but I notice my mom and sisters are in the room and there is a pile of laundry on one of the couches. I say something random to my mom about her being my girlfriend. I suddenly want to see who this strange woman is next to me. I try to look at her face but she keeps letting her bangs fall down to cover it. I decide to pull her hair back into a ponytail with and force her to show me her face. There is a struggle and I end up in on top of her in the floor. I finally see her face but it begins to shine with a white light, sort of like an highly overexposed photo. Again, I have to resist my sexual urge and I stand up. I look around and say to the room, "Well, this is a cool dream everybody." I notice floating sparkling dust in the room as I look around. I begin to remember my actual goal when I suddenly wake up.

#403 - WILD - 5:30AM - (Big Screens)

I notice I am in front of some giant screen with a PlayStation controller in hand. The game looks really similar to the clothing menus on GTA5 but it got a baseball theme to it. I do various things to get the right uniform. Things aren't working well and I become frustrated and start mashing random buttons. There is some large garbled text on the screen and I try to make sense of it. Suddenly, I hear an announcement over a loud speaker. The man says something about a light display or light show.

I turn around feeling more aware and see that I am in something like a casino. There is a lot of red and gold decoration and carpeting. I see a long, high partition to my right that seems to open up a several yards away. I can tell there is something going on down there and take off running. When I round the corner, I see a small crowd of people to left and another giant screen in front of me. There is some 80's, big-hair rock star talking on the screen.



I instinctively run toward it planning to dive into another scene. As I make my was I remember that I wanted to try dream LSD. Maybe it was the rocker that brought this to mind. As, I dive in I think I will try this but I don't quite teleport. Instead, I see pixelization and then the void. I don't worry too much, I just keep going and looking for some image. I begin surging forward. I see various gray textures like such as, the moon, a muddy lake bottom. I rip the lake bottom open with my hands and enter another void. More textures. I feel as if I am digging deep to the substance of the dream. I see something like fabric magnified then I feel my eyes lenses adjust focus. This feeling is very specific and vivid as my view zooms out then in to something like metallic mesh or grid. I wake up.

#404 - DILD - 6:28AM (F work)

I am at work on a Saturday. There is various machinery like in a cableshop. I see some girl I vaguely knew in high school. I try to place her. She's real, but I don't even know how I remember her. I begin to question things and wonder why I am even here. I wonder if I even signed up. I go to my bosses desk and look for the sign up sheet, but I can't find it. I quickly realize that this wont work in a dream. Then I realize that none of it matters anyway.

I decide to leave the building. There is and open spot were many people are just standing there like statues. As I weave my way around them, I recall a conversation I had with a friend in waking life. He wishes he could win the lottery so he could tell everyone 'fuck you' and walk out. This seems like a good idea. I start shouting, "FUCK YOU!" as loud as I could imagine over and over. I see a some woman in red with dark hair. On impulse, I back hand her unbelievably hard. She topples over and I gasp in surprise. There is a lot of pain on the back of my hand from the impact. I decide to leave this and the pain vanishes as soon as I go back to yelling profanities. I call out a certain bosses name asking where he is. I say this it doesn't matter and end my tirade with a final F-bomb. I turn around and see some double doors and sunlight. I begin signing, "Take this job and shove it. I don't work here any more." I voice shrill like a classic rockers voice. I kind of dig the sound so I continue to sing as I open the door.

As soon as I step out, I hear theatrical music and Mel Gibson scream, FFRRREEEEEEEDOOOOOOMMMMMM!



I uncontrollably float up into the air. I go with the motion and zoom high about the clouds as I look down. I turn and pick a spot to land but as soon as I try to fly down, my feet are suddenly on something solid. I quickly notice that the view of the clouds and trees below are like a painted texture on the ground. I take a few steps and the texture morphs into asphalt and gravel. I look up and see some green vegetation in front of me. I hover up into the air again without trying to. I notice that I can see palm trees in the distance. I shout,"Palm trees!" over and over as I try to fly toward them. I only hover higher then I see dark blue water beyond the trees. It's the ocean! I want to go to the beach! I intend to zoom fly to a point on one of the palm trees. I notice the palm trees are actually coconut trees and I zero in on one of the coconuts. Unfortunately, instead of zooming forward, I zoom backward. In a panic, I try to pinch-zoom in like on a touch screen and this stops me. I pinch again and I move some distance forward. I continue this but at some point, it becomes like a photo graph and I get an over zoomed, pixelated view of the trees. I tell myself that I can still work with this, but I wake up too soon.

#405 - WILD - 8:06AM - (LSD gay)

I have a long hour and a half bout of wakefulness but manage to eventually quiet my mind long enough to have one more. As scene materializes and I find myself standing next to the Money Center at Wal-Mart. There is a man standing there and I recall my goal once more (dream LSD). I ask the man where the LSD is and he puts out his tongue pointing to it. I pause then, shrug and go for it. I only intend to lick his tongue. However, the man has other ideas and gives me a very tonge-filled french kiss. I pull away thinking how it felt just like a woman's kiss. I lost in tough thinking how I can get the mechanics of gay sex. This quickly manifests into a side dream and I get a quick visual of having sex with someone bent over. The scene is a lot like the other lucid dream, but it's the man at Wal-Mart. I don't panic as I am distracted by the previous thought and give a good thrust. There is no physical sensation; it's more of a clinical curiosity and a disconnected point of view. It's nothing more that a musing that has manifested in the dream world. I think, "I guess it's fine that some people might find this appealing, but I really just don't get it."

I shake that scenario off and come back to the present dream reality. We are back to staring at each-other after the man kissed me. I don't know how else to end this without feel gay so I punch the man in the face. He flops over like a pedestrian in GTA5 and I laugh as I walk away. The laugh catches in my throat and I feel bad for the violence. I decide to forget the whole thing and find myself in the produce section. I pick up a pack of mushrooms and hit a lady in the back. As she turns around, I run and hide like nothing happened.

I walk into another section of the store and remember that I have never actually tried the finger-through-the-hand RC in a dream. I feel pressure as my right index finger sinks deep into my left hand. I get about half way and decide to look at the back side. To my surprise, it looks normal. I trip out at this and let out and bewildered 'whoa'. Then, the pain starts.It's a terrible aching like an intense muscle cramp deep in my hand. I quickly wake up.

1/26/15:
In my dream I ate an Egg and Cheese Omlet with Buttered Toast.
(I ate it in the morning, I didn't know about Omlets for Breakfest but it happened.)
1/27/15:
I checked my grades, I had a F in INT Algebra.
(IRL I don't got a F in INT Algebra but, it's possible I may get one if I flunked that test)

Dream 1
I am at an Opthalmology Clinic, that seemed to bear a vague similarity to the clinic I worked with during medical internship. I visit my 3rd year resident, and I ask him to give me an eye exam even though I knew that my vision is perfectly fine. He gives me the visual acuity tests and lie about the results, making them up and even pretend to have a bout of headaches as he is giving me the tests.

(Hmm, is it a dream about me deceiving myself? pretending not to see something? Am I failing to see the bigger picture? Or do I merely make myself blind to something?)

Dream 2:
I am running through an underground tuned that looks like It was an inside of a Volcano. (The entire dream looks like It was being viewed from the side, like how we see tunnels in an ant farm). Rock was black and interspersed with glowing and flowing red magma. I am running for my life, not only because I am being chased after by a flow of hot magma, but because there is a Lion running after me. I run for my life and I surprisingly bypass the flow of magma and the lion by passing through a tunnel that runs deeper. I enter it through a hole on the ground of the first tunnel.

The deeper tunnel runs to the opposite end of the first tunnel and I exit from above entering the first tunnel again. I suddenly exit the tunnel system from the side (like I float to the side and see the entire tunnel system )and jump to the end of the passage, barely catching my steps as I land on the rocks.

There is an earth quake.

The dreams end.

I'm entering a large garage, looking for the owner. Off to the right I see a white truck I recognize from the first time I met him, when he'd kidnapped the queen. There are three vases full of red roses sitting in the truck bed now. The man I'm looking for is further into the garage, off to the left, along with another man who I also met during that kidnapping incident. I exchange the usual greetings with this second man, then walk up to the one I came to see. He's an incredibly big guy, tall and muscular, and he doesn't turn from what he's doing to look at me. Neither of us say anything for a moment - I have a hard time deciding how to talk to him - and then when we do speak, both of us start talking at once.

He asks about the queen at the same moment I say, "(the queen's name)'s sick." Dying, most likely.

He's shocked and horrified, as expected, and asks me a bunch of questions about her. As we talk, we raise the question of whether her sickness is a reflection of the state of the land, or whether the land's sickness is a reflection of the state of the queen - that they're linked is obvious, but which one started it, which is the cause, that's the question.

The other man joins in the conversation at this point. They'd been tracking the changes in the land on their own, not realizing what was happening to the queen; and comparing our information, the two of them become convinced it started with the land. That second man shows me one of their maps on a computer screen, showing when a giant creature associated with cold moved into the far northwest and burrowed deep into the earth - that was the first one, the one that started it. They'd already been planning to remove or kill it. It goes without saying that I'll be coming too.

As I'm looking at his data, I'm thinking, amused, how convenient, making this into a problem that can be solved with our skillset.

First dream

I was in school. I was sitting in the IT room on the second floor. The lesson ended quickly, and I went downstairs. I looked into the other classroom, and went towards the cloakroom and exit.

Second dream

I was in my home. Mother told me that my uncle is coming back from U.S We drove to the uncle's possession in the nearby town. We were waiting near his house. It was cold, winter day. Everything was covered with snow. He finally arrived, but he was too tired to meet with us. We drove back to home. I took a bowl, somehow filled it with blood and pretended that it was a soup. I spoiled a little on my legs, and when I was just about to eat, my mother arrived and told me that she'll cook something.