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Total Sleep time: 8+hrs

Dream recall method: Dr1- noted sentences; Dr2-Dr7 – none

Other: I was feeling very sleepy and tired; there are some gaps in my memory, some fragments re-emerged later.

After HI and falling asleep: I noticed something after briefly waking in the first hours of sleep; now all I am left with is the vague memory; was it dream talking again?

Dream1: We are waiting for the tram, most of my DC friends are dressed officially, but I wear some casual clothes. I am slightly worried about that, but they say “I wish I had your attitude towards life”, “Yeah, but sometimes I feel afraid from all those things I know”, I reply. [I wish I knew what I know, but perhaps it’s better I don’t]

Fragment2: I see the beach, initially I want to go for a swim, but the waves are quite big so I decide against it. My mom is also there.

Fragment3: Looking for a place to hide from two DC women. This is some kind of back stage for something like a theatre, I hope they won’t be looking for me there.

Fragment4: Some posts on DV.

Fragment5: We ran out of toilet paper.



I try WBTB. This time I tell myself, I would be less sleepy and more concentrated. I spend some time in bed awake, concentrating on my body and some sounds from the neighbors, then I quickly transition into the dream.

Dream6[Low Quality Lucid]: I find myself in a familiar room, something like my boyfriend is also there. I know that I am dreaming and I do not bother to RC. I am absolutely passive, just being in the room, I feel as if I am drunk, so heavy. I am sitting on a chair doing absolutely nothing, noticing my behaviour and somewhat annoyed of this but also so tired. This DC is sitting next to me. I take some time to examine him, he looks a lot like my boyfriend, yet I know that’s not him. I find him rather unpleasant. Everything is so stable, and I feel as if I have been sitting there forever, exchanging some random thoughts with this fake bf. I tell him that this is a dream, and he repeats a few times “lucid dreaming”, that’s the only thing that amuses me. I don’t like being there at all…

Dream7, DEILD: I awake for a short while, rather unconscious, open my eyes, rollover and then I enter the dream again. I am thinking “Oh, I DEILDed”, but I really did not mean to do that. I find it strange that I am still there. I feel so tired. I finally remember that what I want to do is change the scene, just imagine a scene, I remind myself. Nope, does not work. Then I see some kind of a poster with some beach and palms and try to concentrate on it… The dream does not fade...memory gap, I think I fall into unconsciousness again...



Dream8: I am with my parents, in some a tourist village near the sea. I want to buy something, so we are looking for the right store. Then I check what money I have with me, I have stamps, which are some kind of certificate serving as money? By the time we get to the store, all the shops are closed. I don’t care that much, but my parents are disappointed that I couldn’t buy anything.

Had 2 lucids last night, which was completely unexpected. The first one:
Somehow I become lucid near my house outside. I don't remember doing any RCs but I think I did. I did however stabilize it like 3 times. Its very cloudy out, and I want to clear the sky of clouds to make it sunny out. I did make a small hole in the south-west region. I tried again but to no avail. I then said screw it, and decided to make it precipitate outside. It got dark out and started snowing flurries. I decide now to fly, and couldn't. I then find a curb along the street that was 3 feet tall and jump off and fly.
I fly east, and fly near a large industrious brick building. Somehow I try to fly over it but get trapped inside. It looks like from the 1970s with orange everywhere, and there also was people in there. There were oilworkers talking to the receptionist, while I tried to make a door to get out. The door wouldn't open, so I turned the bend and jumped out the window. I'm now in a large city, and see a large black building. I flew to it, and realized it was the sears tower. I fly to the top and put a mini empire state building ~6 inches, onto of a glass thing with flashing lights.
I then see the moon in an oval shape, trying to warp to a perfect circle. I then fly to it, and it flashes red and blue, like for 3D glasses. I don't remember much,except that everything was extremely detailed, much more than last time. I think then I lost lucidity and went to a martian colony with some friends.

Number 2:
I remember climbing up some stairs, and reach the top. There is 3 blue water slides. I wanted to go down one, and only one as the climb was very long. I ask the life guard if I can go down one, he says yeah. I choose not to as it looks as if you need an intertube. I then sit down in the water, and slide down a bit, but wait for the person ahead to go. I then go down and start screaming, it was almost vertical straight down. It was extremely fun, and I remember twice going upside down somehow.
I get out of the end and walk to the parking lot. I see a funnel cake stand. I walk up and ask if they have funnel cakes. They said they have many flavors, and she listed them. I suspected these were packaged funnel cakes when she said chili flavor. I ask if they were fresh and she says no. I then walk east into a restaurant, I ordered one buffet. She asked for 10 dollars, and I realized I had no wallet. I ran out the door, and into the parking lot. I then think I become lucid, realizing I don't own a SUV where I thought I left my wallet. I reach into my back pocket and decide to make money. I felt a tag and pulled out a $5 bill. I try again and pull out a $1. I look at my five aging and now its $10. I run inside and realize I need to pay tax. There is a homeless guy on next to a table and I grab two quarters, leaving the fifty-cent piece. I slam the money on the counter, and grab my $1 dollar bill back, except that now it was 2 two dollar bills. My dream started fading, and they completely removed and replaced the floor and table. I think I realized it and went to the table to see my water glass refill itself. I drank some, it was pretty good, but also had a chemical taste.

Location: gf's apartment
Bedtime: 23 : ??
First wakeup: 04 : ??
Final wakeup: 08 : ??

Beauty girl (dream)
I met a cute/beautiful girl in some public waiting room that had yellow walls. Somehow we went outside same time and we got in contact. She was looking to be around my age (21 year old). But somehow it seemed that she was even younger than that, like 15 maybe?
Somehow I felt llike I were in love with her. Her personality and look was just perfect. But I knew that I already have a girlfriend and therefor I didn't go further.
She seemed to be interested too, but she knew I already have a girlfriend I think.
We talked in some seconds or so, and then we kind of splitted. Then I thought I just can be her friend and I thought I could get her number.

The number started with 073-833 but then I don't remember the other digits/numbers, it shall be 4 more.
When I woke up from the dream, I kind of wanted back into the dream and talk with her more..

[EDIT]
Oh, and she also kissed me on the cheek.
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Dollarstore (fragment)
Me and my gf were buying sweets at Dollarstore.

Quark (fragment)
I was at my job/internship or at my dads job (or both?) and searched for my quark in the fridge that actually looked like a dishwasher.
I found the quark, but I had forgotten the funlight to mix it with. So I then just took the quark and were going to head home and eat.

I was overeating at an all you can eat buffet. My dad was there, and I knew somehow that he was reprimanding me about eating with serving utensils, but what he actually said was something about penguins (?)

What I think this dream is about is that at times I am so hard on myself that I interpret comments of others (such as my dad in this dream) as being critical of me because I am critical of me whereas in reality I may be reading something into their comments that was not there after all. He commented about penguins, and I interpretted it as a criticism of my table manners. I got to watch out for that.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Nap #1:

I was attempting WILD and the room was different, but it was normal for my dream self, after attempt i managed to randomly recall a fragment, which is most likely from previous dream, then i went through some rooms and different clocks were showing different time, later some family members decided to help me with WILDing for some reason and as i closed i saw moderator panel of some forum.

Recalled fragment: Some grey/rusty indoors area.

Nap #2:

I was apparently some character from The Simpsons and i was eating alot of candies.

got lucid last night. DILD, tho a failed WILD attempt contributed by running consciousness close enough to the dream's inception that it was easily retrieved. i probably lapsed in awareness for less than a minute. until i fell asleep for this dream, i had remembered the previous one perfectly. it was much longer; i felt it was probably the preferred REM cycle. i might or might not make an entry for that one.

...i entered a tunnel to escape from a frenzy. a bear? indoors, public, carpet, cheap decor. like an office whose decor hadn't changed in 40 years. the opening to the tunnel existed in the wall, probably more toward the floor. the inside was like what at the time i compared to the ear canal, but now am thinking glacial cave is more like it: undulating, "ribbed", organic walls, taller than it was wide. cramped. i was horizontal and had to crawl or drag my body through with my arms. it wasn't difficult. (likely inspired by a "snow fort" my friend's brother made in their backyard years ago, a narrow tunnel laboriously carved out of a mound of compacted snow). it was a short tunnel. it curved. the walls were off white beige smooth plaster, which contributes to the ear comparison, like it was an anatomical play structure at a children's museum. as i rounded the bend i spontaneously became lucid, or more aptly, remembered that lucidity was my goal, to which i reacted w/ an "oh right, yeah. let's do this."

-pause-
for the past ~6 years, every time i became lucid, my enjoyment of the dream was impeded by an "imperative" attitude: as soon as i became lucid, i would impulsively try to recall some "thing i wanted/have to do" and attempt to accomplish it "before it was too late". these would be things like frantically attempting to stabilize an already-stable dream, impulsively dream spinning for no reason, labored flying because "it's supposed to be fun goddamnit". either that, or just experiencing the dream influenced by a general notion that there is a "right way" to be going about that i'm neglecting. these intrusive notions occurred around the same time i was trying too hard to attain lucidity, and both factors ironically contributed to fewer and shorter LDs. i eventually gave up, although the imperative attitude still managed to bleed into accidental LDs that occurred every now and then.

fast forward to this "3rd wave" of active LD interest. one of the first things i did when re-acquainting myself with the principles of lucid dreaming was realize that i had been trying too much too soon. instead, in order to acclimatize myself to the lucid dreamworld, i've been planning, the first (half?) dozen or so LDs, to just. chill. sit down, feel the grass, look around. maybe meditate, as enso from IRC suggested, saying that it helps stabilize and improve the quality of the dream. as last night's LD reminded me, however, focusing on even the simplest agenda is easier said than done.
-resume-

i knew there was another office at the end of the tunnel. before lucidity it was likely to be just as perilous as the previous, but it was practically empty of characters once i reached it, as i knew it would be. i looked around. to my left, there was a "fireplace", unlit, possibly fake, by which stood a "bear", stuffed or real i didn't really care since it wasn't about to do anything. might've totally been a hat tree. to my left, a large desk and a row of green windows, some partly open, fluttering the long lightweight curtains. it was overcast outside, which i could tell not from looking outside, but from the light. up ahead, who knows? a wall, a hall off to the side, and a sofa, i imagine. the carpet was short, old, a dusty faded red. i felt it. it felt like a carpet that looked like that should feel, rough, though my focus was more intensely on the sensation than it would be in real life. brushing the carpet released a smell. it rose in wafts, i saw them. they were powder blue, with dust. there might've been some big cartoon stars. it smelled dry and musty.

by the time i was done i had already decided i'd have to find a place where soft chillin' would be less boring, probably outside. i looked up and i was already by a window. i opened it and looked down. green and yellow grass, not too far, but far enough that i wouldn't be able to get back into the window if i failed to take flight-- i was hoping the height would give me a head start. i've experienced enough failure trying to launch off ground zero. in any case i knew it wouldn't hurt if i fell. it all came true, of course. i jumped, i fell, didn't hurt.
the building was behind me. ahead, maybe 20 feet, was a small wood. to the right of that, a field of white clouds, gray above, pink below, fluffy. i got up and tried again to fly, upright, and succeeded. it was a slow rise. i watched the clouds change with my perspective: they began 10 feet off the ground as a plane of hovering watermelon sized puff balls. they multiplied as the altitude grew, to thicken. i watched as each new plane of texture approached, became level with me, then passed below. in the back of my mind i dreaded my inevitable deceleration. (note that by this point, i had obviously lost sight of keeping it simple.)

it wasn't long before the expectation of running out of flight juice overrode my enjoyment of the clouds. i felt i had been flying in one direction (upward) too long. gravity would take over any moment. so i leaned, left. i watched the building's grounds pass below me. i went the distance of a football field. i slowed down while nearing a lot of high school students standing in small groups, socializing; perhaps school had just ended. (who knows what that building was for? it was a school AND an office, alright?) i landed by one of them. i knew these people. nerdy friends of friends. i don't remember saying anything, though i would have remembered several hours ago. i woke up seconds after.

what did i take from this experience?
-i'll have to make a better point of keeping it simple, since my dream self has a natural bias against it, even when lucid.
-i'd like to try to take deliberate note of the details and makeup of my surroundings. for one thing, it'd make recall easier. i'm tired of knowing exactly what happened but being uncertain of the details that would allow me to put it into words.
-even when you're lucid and you think you'll remember everything, you won't. i already knew this, but now i have recent experience to substantiate it.

it was a very short dream, which was disappointing, but otherwise not a bad thing. keeps post-analysis manageable. however, i can't imagine keeping a dream journal every night; writing this took forever, and nothing even happened.

First of all this was a dream about my current work, and it was about collaboration with an external organization which we really are collaborating with. This was a REM dream with fairly vivid visuals and fairly lengthy. It mentioned reasons why we would continue to collaborate unless some other reasons occurred. I do don't right now remember these reasons. I did not notice anything in this dream which was not fairly realistic like in real life, except that I do not remember a strong awareness or strong presence and consciousness of myself - more like a movie.

So from time to time, I dream of this epic chick I've grown to call "HER". She always seems more sentient than other DC's. She always has my back no matter what, and even when I'm lucid, she still seems to maintain all of her qualities. I'm slowly coming to the conclusion that she's just a part of me that comforts me when I need it. I don't think she's some special DC, but I do think that she's a girl because of my whole single ordeal, and I'd probably feel more comfortable with a girl than anyone else. Generally she's a blonde chick (I really don't like blonde girls at all, but lately, I've been coming across them) who's just straight up and honest with me. Obviously I see a lot of myself in her, so maybe that's where it comes. Even though she pops up at times of need, and warning in my life, I refuse to chalk it up to that. I think that there's more to just emotions carrying over to dreams.

I'm at some random place with HER, and she grabs me and we both fall to the floor. She's still holding me, like a bomb is about to explode, and I don't fight back. In fact, I enjoy the makeshift embrace and tell her "there's no way I'll fight this". At the moment there's an argument going on between two people, and I really don't think much of it.


We're on the ground, and I'm looking at things develop. One guy is yelling at another guy, and I have that "I wish I knew what was going on, because I would step in and knock someone out".....and just like that....the other guy shot him. He's yelling at everyone...pointing the gun all over the place, and I think I"m about to get shot. I closed my eyes, and got right with GOD. When I opened them, everyone was scattering around like roaches. He held the gun to his head and shot him self. Blood was everywhere. At that moment I didn't feel like the bad ass I was trying to be. I saw his soul outside of him for a second and vanish.....


recall gets sloppy but I do remember sitting someplace with a dead body by my legs.....


Later on, I'm on a bus. Someone behind me is jabbing me in the ass with the end of a pencil. It happened two times, and i grabbed the pencil and broke it in two. On the third time, I turned around after breaking the pencil in his face and said "do you want me to kill you and myself like the last guy did"....and the girl he was with sat next to me.


She mounted me. She was wearing a spider web pattern shirt that had hole in it. Underneath I could see her tits, and my zipper was down. I'm pretty sure she knew I was erect, and I knew I could see her nipples. She did something in some sort of way that made her have a black top underneath the spiderweb. I was really waiting for her to flip out after seeing all of me...but maybe she just didn't care or notice.

I spoke with my husband - he came from India. I said that it would be a big surprise for relatives - usually we now that he comes in a day or two. Then i thought that its strange, count fingers - 7. I decided to do team task and began thinking where Ravenknight was. In some time i felt something in the air and flew there. Darkness, lost awareness.

In this dream, I was staying at a hotel with my family because we had to move. There was a water park nearby and my daughter had gone to it. I was in the room and realized my birds were there, loose and without their cages. I had to go back to our house to get the cages for them. I kept going in and out of the room and each time I went back I would start up the wrong way and a obese teenager boy was sitting on stairs blocking one way so I kept apologizing and going back the right way. I got the keys and went to leave. I went to the water park to find my daughter but then the dream changed somehow. It was winter time and I was walking through very deep snow over a lake. There were large icy tubes that people were going down kind of like luges. My brother was there with another person, I guess it was my daughter and they were going around these luges. I went to leave and got trapped because I found myself on a lake that was melting. I was afraid to walk across the ice, I didn't want to fall in.
The dream changed again and I was at a friends house, I didn't know this person, she was like an internet friend or something. I was staying with her in her home/motel. I was admiring her kitchen and how much counter space she had. She was going to take me to see her horses so we started walking on this trail back through the snow and next thing I know I was on a bridge and then the whole thing began moving. It was attached to a boat and we were going across a lake. It was sunset and very beautiful. I had my camera and was taking pictures. All of a sudden a plane came in like it was going to land nearby and then disappeared from view. Then a few seconds later another plane came, it was a jumbo jet. The kind with the large hump on the front of the plane. It was white with zigzag red stripes on it. No letters or numbers. It came in and then arced back up and around and came around and flipped over. I yelled that the plane was crashing. It came in and I could see it was plowing up snow before it crashed. There was a huge fireball but no I took my camera out and was trying to make a video and I couldn't get it on the right setting. The person that was driving the boat called 911 and reported the crash, the person that answered said they knew about it. We told them we saw it happen so I was trying to tell them exactly what happened and then found I couldn't talk. I was able to talk by speaking one word at a time. It was then I woke up. The dream really shook me up by how real it was.

04/12/13

Tornado of Flames
I am in my own room, sitting on my bed, looking around. I am surrounded by Templars, which immediately pisses me off. I just used an Immortal Fire before going to bed and they're already back? I focus on using Dark Power of the Abyss by Rhapsody again, to drop another Immortal Fire and get rid of all of the Templars in the area. As the wave of flames from the Immortal Fire expands outwards from me I see it starts rotating as if it was caught in a tornado.

The flames are actually pulling the Templars into a vortex portal. I wonder where the vortex portal might lead, and I look through. I see through the portal to what looks like deep space on the other side with a small planet of solid ice, maybe it's Pluto. I figure as long as it's not the Dark Realm they can go there for a while. The last of the Templars are pulled through the portal and then the portal closes behind them. Nomad opens another portal that leads to the moon, and we go through it. I remember that Nomad's girlfriend Winter needs some healing for her fibromyalgia, and there are a couple sores left to heal on Nomad, so I figure we can do some healing first. We go to the balancing pools and slip into the water. The warm water feels very relaxing. I see Winter is already floating in the water, seeming to be asleep. I go over to her and focus healing energy through her. I send the energy through Winter's whole body before moving over to Nomad and focusing healing energy on his foot, on the couple remaining sores, most of which are gone completely and only two small ones remain. While I am focusing the healing energy I feel healing energy going through me, it is so relaxing. I think I am going to fall asleep right there. I am floating in the warm water and almost asleep when someone gets my attention. Washu is there, she says maybe the nanites in my head on the physical plane can be put to use to help us instead of the Templars.

At first I have no idea what she is talking about, I give her a blank look. She says come on, Janet also wants a look. Winter stays in the balancing pools, floating serenely in the water. Nomad and I follow Washu to the sick bay area of the moon tower. It looks like a Star Trek sick bay. Nomad and I each lie down in a bed, scans are being done. The computer responds that there are nanites in both of us, though the ones in Nomad appear to be disabled. Apparently mine are doing just fine… unfortunately… Washu says she thinks they can hack in to the nanites and take control of them, or of course disabling them is an option. I tell her maybe reprogram them… if I could use them to get a clearer contact to the Borg Collective then maybe I could boost my recall of everything from things I have learned to my own dreams. Washu agrees with that, Janet types something on a computer. I feel drowsy and I fall asleep on the bed, I notice I can hear voices in the distant part of my mind, voices like those in the Borg Collective. It is just on the periphery of my awareness, however, and I slip off to sleep.
 
Secret Invasion
I am with Nomad and some other people in the tower on the moon looking at a computer display. The display shows the area just outside of a town, it looks like Masyaf from the Assassin's Creed games. In one dark corner there are Templars disguising themselves as Assassins. The Templars don't even look like normal Templars, they look demonic in nature, and they are heading into Masyaf unquestioned along with a group of Assassins who had been out scouting the area for intruders. I think that was an epic fail on the scouting mission… So we go to the tower teleporters and teleport to a spot right near where the Templars are disguising themselves. They are Templars disguised as Assassins.

We change our appearance so we are now Assassins disguised as Templars disguised as Assassins. We go into the town around Masyaf in these disguises, unquestioned. It seems really obvious to me that there are people who do not belong here, but the guards at the gate seem oblivious. Inside the town it seems people are splitting up a bit, though I am not sure where they are going. I follow a couple of Templars up towards the castle. One of the Templars is sneaking up behind an Assassin guard, but I sneak up on him first. The Templar is dead before he can make his move, I kill him by pumping light energy into him through my hidden blade. I look around in time to see Altaïr eliminate the other Templar I had been following. I look around, not sure how to spot the Templars hidden among the Assassins and civilians. Then I remember the tiara I got from Koomo in a previous dream… it gives me Eagle Vision like the characters in Assassin's Creed have. So I activate that and look over a ledge at people down below. Most of them don't glow at all, those are civilians. Several glow blue, indicating they are allies, they are Assassins. I spot a red one, a mixture of red and gold actually. An enemy and a target. A Templar. The Templar is right below me, so I do an air assassinate on him, dropping right down on top of him. Two of the Assassins see me do this, and their impression is that one Assassin just killed another… I pull the hood off of the dead Templar to reveal his true nature so they will see why I have done that. I tell them that I saw this Templar and others sneaking into Masyaf, be on the lookout, there are more intruders around… all of them demons. I wonder if normal weapons will do any good on the demons… I leave the spot and scan for more enemies. I spot two more Templars heading for the castle entrance. When I get close enough I realize I have been spotted, and they attack me. I form Witchblade into a sword and defend myself. A couple Assassins in the area don't seem sure of what to do when they see what they think is three Assassins fighting each other. I manage to hit them both with light energy and take them out, revealing their true nature at the same time. The other Assassins in the area seem surprised to see the intruders. I wonder how far the Templars would have gotten without being seen… Spike, also dressed as an Assassin, arrives from my left. He says the enemies have all been accounted for, but there is a large force approaching Masyaf. Everyone is gathering at the front to repel it. I head in that direction, but I wake up before I have a chance to make it.
 
Time of the Storm
I am with a large group of people, a large group of Assassins outside of the walls of the city of Masyaf. I see a dark cloud approaching, my first thought is that I am in a Dark Tower dream and the Wolves of the Calla are approaching. I look around and confirm I am surrounded by Assassins rather than gunslingers. The approaching cloud is a group of enemies, but it is not the Wolves of the Calla, these enemies are Templars. One Templar arrives ahead of the others, approaching as if he had nothing to fear from the group of Assassins waiting to meet him. He laughs at the group, in fact. He says he will give us all one chance. Hand over the artifact key and maybe he can convince those following him to leave us alive. Someone in the group of Assassins says if the Templars turn and leave now then maybe some of them will make it out alive. The Templar laughs and says he had hoped we would do it the hard way, this is going to be fun. The Templar makes a motion to unseen forces behind him and they all seem to appear out of nowhere. The bracelet I got from Koomo transforms into a pair of giant raven wings, lifting me up above the fight below. I use Battery to call down lightning from the clouds, lightning made of light energy to strike down the demon Templars.

All around me I see the fighting has begun, Nomad has transformed into some kind of giant feline and is tearing through Templars like they aren't even there. Most of the people there are fighting with swords, I am being fired at with arrows that are glowing with a black light, charged with dark energy. I dodge most of the arrows, though a couple actually put holes through my black wings. I land in the middle of the fight and form Witchblade into a sword. I can't really see much of what is going on right now, from the middle of the fight. I occasionally spot a familiar face… Nomad… Spike… Altaïr… I use the song Divide by Disturbed to create multiple instances of me. The fight continues for a short time longer until we have emerged victorious. The demon Templars are all either destroyed or forced to retreat to their home dimension. I focus my efforts on healing injured Assassins now, there are a few people around who have been injured but not killed. I wonder how many of the Assassins got killed in the fight, wishing I could somehow have saved them all, but the only way to do that would have been to keep them out of the fight entirely, which they wouldn't have agreed to. I have just finished healing a female Assassin, one of the few women I have seen on the battle field, when I wake.

I was in the bathroom and I was shaking and choking, I felt like I was in danger, like I was going to die and so I tried to call for my mom, but she never came and the feeling passed, almost as though I had completely imagined it because nothing was there. Then I went to school where I stood next to SB, and I saw a pile of keys. I started rummaging through all the keys, they were all golden, and different in shapes. SB asked me what I was doing and I looked up and told him to look at all the keys, but he said there wasn't any keys there and asked me what I was talking about. When I looked back, there weren't any keys, and I was confused. Then I realized that I was seeing things that weren't there, all the people started taking odd, colorful, and diverse appearances, like there was a golden midget and a lady in a Royal blue suit with minty hair and really strong buff guys, but they were intimidating. I started panicking, and stayed with SB and we were supposed to be going to a beach. But then SB turned into a guy named Roy, and he started trying to do bad things to me and I was afraid because I didn't know who Roy was but it was actually SB. When we got to the beach Roy became SB again, and there was a transvestite in a Lime green bikini with bright blue and magenta flowers, but he gave me his bikini and I was still feeling really anxious and delusional and I was starting to worry that SB would not care for my crazy state much longer. Then I woke up.

No recall, save for something that was probably me just waking up briefly (ie. I remember falling asleep, then "waking up" and falling asleep again).

However, I shall endeavor to recall tomorrow's dreams, and hopefully they are lucid.

I believe that one potential dream sign would be finding myself shirtless - as I sleep shirtless, it could potentially carry over to the dream.

I awake near a campfire on the ground. Raven is here, so is WinterFae, Roland, and some other people. Roland tells us what the zombie wolves are. As he tells us the story, we see the pictures in the smoke and in our minds.

The zombie wolves are actually men. Men, Templars from other dimensions that became wraiths in their world, forever bound to the astral plane by killing themselves in order to induce a trauma to their soul and bind themselves to the twilight plane of the astral.
They have animated the bodies of mutant wolves, half-dead in order to kidnap children and steal their dreams. The Wraith-Templars want everyone to stay on the astral plane and go no further when they sleep, for on the astral, the Templars can torture people and feed of their pain energy.

I lean forward and reach for a firebrand. I stare at the flame on the end of the stick. I slowly put the flame close to my right hand. Raven shouts, "Nomad, you'll hurt yourself!"
"I have to see!" I burn myself right where my RC tattoo is in Wakeworld. I cry out in pain, and toss the firebrand into the fire. "Nomad-Nyne, what are you doing?" cries WinterFae.
"I have to see." I look at my hands. They look normal except for the burn, which is now blistering. I pinch my nose...can't breathe through it. I try to fly. I can't. I try to shoot fireballs. I can't. I pick up an empty can, toss it into the air, and throw a knife right into it with a loud clang. "...and we are all good shots..." echoes in my head.
"This is real," I whisper, and faint. Raven catches me.
I wake up some time later. Raven and WinterFae are looking over me. "This is real, isn't it?"
"Yes, brother, this is real, this land, this ka-tet, this world. And the quicker you accept that, the quicker we can-" Roland raises his gun and points it at me- no- behind me. A bullet whizzed past my ear, and into the head of a strange templar-wraith.
We look around. No one else, a scout.
"Okay, friends, let's move!" Roland shouts. We quickly pack up camp, and move out from the woods to a cool desert plain.