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I was in a place that was supposed to represent a laser tag facility,(but looked nothinglike the real one)we were in the room where the food is at. A girl I know came up to me and said "hey let's kiss.". I ofcourse agreed with the plan and I was nervous, I took a gulp and when I did she said " hey what's wrong with your adam's apple" before I could say there was nothing wrong with it that I could feel or see she said" That's it i'm outta here!" Then I woke up mad at my self for swallowing.

I was looking down at a platform that looked like a model runway. Two large, white, robotic shoes walked onto it. The camera of my view panned up, and the shoes belonged to a female Stormtrooper-esque robot. At this point I was semi-lucid and knew I had some control. I became the robot, knew I could do anything, and played a first-person-shooter, killing terrified humans around me.

Next dream fragment:

I "woke up" from being a Stormstrooper and was with my husband in bed in an ultra-modern Japanese-style futuristic house. I saw that his friend was there with us, who I had not met, and I was embarrassed because I was in my pyjamas. I said I needed to change, but didn't want to cross the room and interact with my husband's friend before I was dressed. My husband said she wouldn't mind if I just dressed there… I took off my clothes in front of her, and then walked across the room (not sure why).

Clutching my pyjamas and naked, I went to a small, enclosed room which had water on the ground up to one foot. I looked up and saw a bird trapped into the room, and then looked down and saw three goldfish. I called out to my husband, asking him if he knew there was a bird and fish in our house. Then I saw the pig, also in our house, but which I knew about. I opened the window so the bird could escape.

Later, I was walking outside our futuristic house, and it was covered in snow. I was detached from my body, watching a mother and child play in a snowy meadow. A gigantic boar with colored patches on it came up to them, but was friendly. I thought to myself that the woman and child are assuming that I am that bore, because I am a shapeshifter.

I walked back to the house. The going is snowy and tough through the woods, but the sidewalk by the house's door has been painstakingly shoveled.

Next dream fragment:

The people in the snowy Japanese house previously were my husband, my husband's friend, the mysterious woman and child, and myself. Now there is a young woman there. She isn't a pop singer, but she's an actress playing a pop singer in an upcoming movie. In the movie, some role is being filled by Beyonce playing herself, which upsets the first pop star's character. The two were apparently great friends once, even getting a tattoo of the others' hand on their own hand, but had a falling out since.

The only part of these were I was in control was originally, as a robot. Other than that I was watching or participating.

Note: This was after going back to sleep after waking up on Saturday morning.

Vicious's Dream

I'm in school, it looked usual except for the fact that it was night (a dream sign of mine) so it got me to do perform an RC and i got lucid.
I got up to two friends of mine and told them to remember this (hoping i was dream sharing ) afterwards I started sprinting really fast through the halls of my school and jumped outside to a road, the road was long,dark and had stone walls on both edges, behind those walls were insanely huge pine trees on both sides, hiding the skies.
I just kept going straight on the road until i noticed it was day and i saw a huge open grass field with a small house in the middle.
and then i guess i woke up

12/16/11

I was brushing my teeth and I got a phone call from my Dad and he told me that Lady Gaga was coming over in an hour(I seriously love her...). I screamed and called my sister and told her to come over too. When LG showed up she came with another guy(who later disappears or leaves) and walked into my room casually, like she had been over before. As soon as she did, my room grew and I became lucid. She laid on my bed on her stomach and looked out my window and asked me if I wanted to have a photo shoot. I immediately said yes (who wouldn't want to have a personal photo shoot with the biggest female pop star of all time??!!). She started making calls on her phone and I went downstairs for some water. When I came to my back to my room (which grew even bigger since I left!) she asked if I was ready and I said "no not really.." and kinda just stood there lol. She gave me a loose white indian- looking shirt with colorful beads on neck and a pair of shorts and told me to wear it. So I did. My hair was down, straight, and boring but she told me not to touch it because it looked "brilliant". lol trust me though, it didn't. But whatever.

When we got to the photo shoot, aka my garage?!, there were lights set up and my sister was there with her camera. She started taking pictures of me, and then continued taking picture of LG. Then she took pictures of the both of us. We posed and made silly faces while LG dressed into a dozen of different outfits, only taking seconds in between changing. Suddenly out of nowhere, she started singing at the top of her lungs and I felt strange like I was going to faint (because she sounded that amazing). Seeing her belt "Born this Way" in the middle of MY garage was awe-inspiring, ...like seriously woah.. Then we began skating around my garage without skates. We were barefooted and just glided across the floor, dancing and twirling. It was so much fun I swear it felt like we did that forever. We were singing to each other and making up dances all while skating around my personal garage/photoshoot/skate rink. My sister kept snapping picture after picture.

My phone kept going off and I kept getting messages but I ignored them. I found my phone to be completely irritating and threw it on the ground, shattering it into tiny pieces. Then LG said we were going on a trip. She said that she wanted to sunbathe with me and listen to my stories, and that she also wanted me to make her laugh. We came to a beach, and there was a row of people in body suits with their heads sticking out close to the shore. LG said "Are you ready to surf?!" I said I didn't know how to surf and that we didn't have surf boards. She said we don't need surfboards then jumped on one of the mens back (like a surfboard) and he took off as she kept balanced. I tried to do the same but kept falling and lady gaga said I made her laugh so it was time to go back. Then I woke up.

BAD. ASS. DREAM.

Aeolar's Dream

I am with 2 men at a huge flea market type place, and we are tying to figure out how to tie their motorbikes up together so that they won't get stolen. Both the men are dumb rednecks I might add and are all paranoid about them. After a long while of arguing and thinking we end up going into this old city car park place that belongs in the 20's. It turns into a big entertainment ride thing where you sit in a chair and it whips you around the area in circles. My chair doesn't work so I moan "Awww I'm missing out!" Another person to me, a girl I think, replies "I've been missing out this whole time." I tell her that we're gonna find a seat for both of us.

I rember seen M I think we just got to a place or was heading out. There were other girls there too, and I think I was slightly lucid. I also remember seeing S there too. We were dancing and she stopped dancing with me because they were playing salsa music and she thought I wasn't ready for it.

I grabbed her and showed her my moves and she STILL ended up dancing with this fat Spanish guy after I was killing it. Oh well.

- I was on a vacation with family at some sort of weird anime-themed hotel covered with Christmas decorations. There was a library cart full of manga for sale, and a guy I didn't know was looking at it. He asked me if I knew how much it was. I saw a piece of paper stuck to the cart and read it. It said $14.99, and he was like "oh okay, so like $20 then". Then I realized it said $14.99 for hardcover, and I think $9.99 for softcover, but the paper was all jumbled up and confusing. I tried to tell him this, but he wasn't listening. I looked to the left and saw a rack of magazines and started looking at them. The same guy came over and started looking too. He grabbed a copy of a magazine called BPM Magazine which was apparently about rhythm games and started talking to me excitedly about it. The cover looked something like this:

Really ugly basically, lol. I wish I remembered what it said about DDR. The entire thing was made out of newsprint as well. There are some magazines called BPM, but none look like this, and I'd never seen any before. Anyway, I just sort of ignored him and went off again.

Then I was packing up to go, and there was some woman there I didn't know. There was something of hers I wanted and contemplated stealing, so I took it and put it in my bag [I wouldn't do this IWL!], then decided it was wrong [see? xD] and tried to take it out, but the woman was talking to me from a bunk bed and watching me pack. I managed to take it out and just sort of shove it under a nearby couch. I walked across the room, passing by a Christmas tree. I realized it was decorated, and mentioned to my mom who was there that we hadn't decorated our tree, then thought for some reason that it was our tree and we would have to pack it up and take it home. She reminded me it wasn't, then I noticed it was only a half tree, like this:

which I actually talked about with my mom a couple days ago. She hadn't noticed either. I went over to where she was, next to a bed, and she told me to look around and make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I saw some small acrylic charms on the ground and knelt down. I thought they were rainbow llamas at first, but then when looking at them straight on I realized one was a lion and one was another animal. I gave them to her then looked under the bed. The floor under the bed was COVERED with tiny anime styled acrylic charms, most were of one type but different colours, and a few were mini figurines. One was a figurine of two beartatos running an ice cream stand or something.


- Also a fragment where I was baking something for someone while they were there.

Husband and I are on a roadtrip. We had been staying somewhere in the midwest, and I was driving us back to California. I originally wanted to do it in a day, but looking at the distance we had in front of us, I know we'll need a hotel for the night.

DT calls my cellphone and asks if we want to hang out. He's in Las Vegas, we're in a car, and he sees right away on an interactive map that it won't work.

Seeing a sign on the highway for $3.25 key duplicates, I pull over for gas and to get duplicates of a key. The staff at the bustling center take our details and key, but it takes a long time for them to finish my order. Husband and I sit with the crowd of travelers also waiting for their keys.

A man, who from his accent appears to be from India, tries to flirt with me rather aggressively. I politely turn him down and walk away, where I see his friend, also focused on me. Now I see there are three men in total, all trying to get closer to me and acting somewhat hostile. I run away and to an area where, I realize too late, the rest of the crowd can't see me. The men follow and start closing in. I decide to fake an epileptic fit and fall to the ground screaming to scare the men off and hopefully alert the crowd. It works - the crowd hears me and comes to help, and then men run away. Later, the crowd tells me how glad they are I wasn't raped.

Good morning, everybody.

Ugh! I let my dumb weekend chores spiral out of control. So I'm not making this entry until now!

Just as a note, the second dream was the closest thing to a nightmare that I've had in a long time. It wasn't very different from many of my other dreams. But, for some reason, it upset me a lot. I could hear myself screaming in the dream. I may actually have woken up screaming.

Dream #1

I was heading into the lobby of either an apartment building or a hotel. I had just moved out of my old place and into this new place. The lobby was really wide, but with a low ceiling and a kind of old, worn-out look. There was a little front-desk-type area at the back, right corner of the lobby.

I headed toward a small room on the left wall, near the front of the lobby. It was the mail room. There were a lot of aluminum mailboxes along the wall on my right side. But a lot of the mailboxes were busted open. Someone had broken into the mailboxes.

I was arfraid for my own mail. My mailbox may have been open. I had some mail in my box. But it did seem like something was missing.

I looked at my mail as I walked out of the room. One piece of mail was for some other apartment. The other piece may have been a door tag from FedEx, like what they leave on a door when they come to deliver a package, but the person isn't hme.

I thought I would either give the piece of wrongly delivered mail directly to the person it belonged to, or else give it to the person at the front desk. But I was kind of afraid to let anybody know that the mailboxes had been broken into. I didn't want the people who'd broken into them to cme after me.

For some reason I was getting ready to leave the apartment. A FedEx man was coming in at the same time. But instead of asking him about my package, I told him that someone had broken into the mailboxes.

Dream #2

A documentary about the effects of some sort of nuclear accident, probably in Russia, though I'm pretty sure it wasn't Chernobyl. The documentary was following the lives of people in a small town near the accident.

The people had all been exposed to radiation. But they hadn't been moved away from the area where they'd been exposed. Most of the people seemed to be women.

There was one woman in a bedroom that kind of looked like a hostpital room. The woman was by herself, with her baby, in the room. But the room had multiple beds (or low cots), some of which could be separated from each other by dark blue curtains.

The woman was walking back and forth with her baby cradled to her chest by means of some kind of blanket. The woman wore a dark green t-shirt and may have been pushed up above the navel of the woman's taut belly.

A narrator may have said something about how the woman was really ill from the effects of the radiation. Now the woman was laying in one of the low cots, holidng her baby close to her. The baby may then have changed into a three- or four-year-old girl. The girl may have been tending to the mother.

The view now closed up on the woman's right arm, which was loosely hanging off the edge of the bed. A nurse administered some kind of injection into the woman's arm.

But either the woman was so sick that her body couldn't take any more medicine, or else the injection had been administered wrongly, and now the woman's body was rejecting it. The woman's vein swelled into a square about 3 cm per side. Then the woman's heart stopped beating.

I couldn't believe the woman had just died! I was now in the room. I don't know where the daughter was. I don't know where the nurse was. I thought I was myself, by myself.

I was panicking. I didn't know what to do about the dead woman. I still didn't want to believe she was dead. I thought if I found somebody, they might be able to save her.

So I used my cell phone and called somebody who I thought could help. I was now out in what I thought was the lobby for a small, narrow apartment complex.

I got a hold of the person, probably a man. Suddenly I had to admit to myself that the woman was dead, and that that was what I was going to have to explain to the person. As I started talking to the person, I looked at myself in the mirror.

I was a woman, maybe in her mid- to late-twenties. I was either white or Latina. My skin was pale. I had kind of sharp, almost squarish features. I wore some kind of pale, powdery foundation, and my eyebrows seemed to be pencilled in. I also had my hair in tight braids, which seemed almost like dredds, except with a bunch of tiny tangles coming off of them.

I then walked toward either a blank wall or a white wall with a plain, white door on it. As I did this, I told the man I was speaking to that I had been the one to administer the shot to the dead woman.

When I suddenly realized or admitted that I had been the one that had killed the woman, I broke down. I was crying. But my voice was more of a terrified moan, which eventually became a low-pitched, loud scream.

Dream #3

I was in "my bedroom," which almost had the shape of my bedroom, but which was almost empty. There were some boxes along the back wall, near the left corner. But I noticed they had been pushed from the wall.

I was afraid that somebody had been in my room. BUt I was more worried about putting the boxes back into alignment.

When I looked closer, I noticed that what had probably pushed them out of the way was some really heavy box that had managed to slump over toward the wall in such a way that it wedged in between the other boxes and the wall, pushing the other boxes aside as it slid along the wall, down toward the floor.

I picked up the heavy box. It was apparently a Christmas package I'd received. I figured I'd just need to open the package now and put the contents wherever they belonged in the house, so that the box would stop interfering with the order of my other boxes.

I opened the package. A wine bottle was inside. I pulled it out. The green bottle was encased in a white, plastic square, and it had a white, plastic, pull-off top.

I must have done something with the bottle. But now I was standing near the front wall of my room. The lights had been on before. But now they were off. The only light in the room was coming from my hallway or bathroom.

I was looking at my room, proud of how clean and spacious it looked, now that I'd organized things so well. But I now noticed that I had a cluttered pile laying a meter or so away from my back and right walll. The pile was mostly clothes, though there may also have been a blanket or beanbag chair.

I sighed, annoyed that I'd have to clean this stuff up before I could truly think I had a clean room. I lifted up a maroon, button-up shirt made out of some flannel-like material. I folded it. I folded another piece of clothing. I eventually worried that someone, somehow, might discover that I also had female clothing in this pile.

Dream #4

One of the very first episodes of the TV show Full House. Almost everybody in the cast was different.

The house itself also looked a lot different, like a mix between the house in Growing Pains and the house in Family Ties. There was a staircase on the left side of the room, near the front door. At the foot of the staircase was a big piano.

The dad and Uncle Jesse had kind of secretly worked to buy a doll for the middle daughter of the family. (Uncle Jesse may have been John Stamos, but the dad wasn't Bob Saget.) The two men wanted to make up for something really aggravating that had happened to the girl, and had probably been their fault.

So the two men left the doll sitting on top of the piano. The room was now empty, though I had an image in my mind's eye of the older daughter, who was the same person as in the regular show, except that she had really straight hair and wore eyeglasses.

The middle daughter now walked into the house. She was different from the daughter in the regular cast. She saw the baby doll laying on the piano top. Surprised, she rushed to the doll and picked it up. She walked up the stairs with it.

The doll wore no clothes, probably had a white, cloth body, and plastic limbs, and was either bald or had plastic "hair" molded onto her head.

Somehow this plain old cloth and plastic doll managed to pee. She just let out a huge gush of water, getting the daughter's front all wet.

The daughter's appearance had changed. She now looked like a "rebel girl" or "skater girl" kind of TV show character. She cried out, "Oh, god! You peed all over me!"

The daughter needed to clean herself off. But now the whole scene started over again. But everything that had already happened was still remembered by the characters.

The doll was placed, by an unseen erson, on the piano top. For a moment, the camera view closed in really tight on the doll, who seemed to be surrounded by a tiny square of little, wooden bars, almost like a mini, doll-sized railing that had been built onto the piano top.

The daughter ran in and picked it up, this time without any surprise or excitement. The daughter may also still have needed to clean the pee off herself.

But now the daughter, walking up the stairs, started saying things to the doll like, "Oh, yeah! I really like you! You're really sexy!"

I wondered why this girl would find a doll so sexy, and I wanted to see more, to see howthis relationship would develop between the girl and the baby doll that she found sexy.

This is a new and scary way of having a lucid dream.

All a can remember before knowing it was a dream is that I was with a friend and having really bad luck, and in a moment my bag fell in the middle of a highway and a lot of cars and trucks and i say that it was enough and that it was a dream. I walked inside a side little restaurant, take piece of a cake (i allways eat in lucid dreams, i kinda like the taste of things inside them) and all the pepople inside started looking at me in a very weird way. I asked whattt???? and i went out of the restaurant. when i closed the door someone inside. A guy a bit old stoped me and said I am a Heart but i coudn't listen him well. he said it again, and other two times until i heard the heart part. But I just knew it wasant exactly my heart, it was more like....other operson heart, Luisa.
here is the big thing: I am called Luisa, but i prefer the nickname Lin, and i have a big big big inner world, with facts characters, all like a very big giant universe in another dimension.

Asi que le dije que lo queria mucho, al comienzo le parecio raro, pero me recibio el abrazo. De la misma forma me dijo que teniamos que hablar, asi que lo guie por la puerta a un portico nevado, que yo queria que estibuera alli. Y en ese portico nevado me dijo que si yo estaba conciente de lo que estaba haciendo, ue ya no se podia seguir asi. No me gusto el ambiente asi que por la misa puerta apareci el parque de mi conjunto. Un poco con menos arboles, pero no pude hacer nada contra eso. A la final los estan talando. Aun asi...El me siguio y me dijo que no podia seguir relegando a Luisa del mundo y yo le dije que no sabia que eramos dos. Decidi seguir hablando con él porque queria saber que demonios planeaba mi subconciente. Asi que la charla siguio el intentandome convencer de que era ya tiempo, que no estaba dejandola vivir su vida y una vez mas le pregunte que quien era, y me respondio esta vez "Modernidad" y yo quede como wtf, (modernidad entendida desde el texto de todo lo solido se desvanece en el viento) pero me dolia que me dijera que estaba resagando/me/ basicamente, que lin y que luisa eramos diferentes. es un concepto que nunca habia pensado. me parecia siempre absurdo. le comence a preguntar cuales eran nuestras diferencias y me dijo que la principal era que era necesario que alguien de una edad correspondiente dominara este cuerpo. le pregunte de hechos concretos en relacion con cosas que mi personal incipiente moralidad no deja que pasen y y me respondio que Luisa hubiera hecho otras cosas. basicamente me confundia mucho. Entre toda esta charla seguia intentandome despertar pero no queria asi que se "iba la conexion" seguido. De un momento a otro me guió dentro del conjunto, donde segui preguntando y me seguia diciendo que ya era hora. Asi que decidi conocerme, y con don Moderidad y un espejo tamaño completo me refleje y en el reflejo estaba yo, pero no era yo,era Luisa...cabllo largo, otra pijama. Y don Modernidad-Corazon le pregunto algo y ahora era mas como un vidrio ese espejo y ella respondia de otras formas, la verdad, con un comportamiento algo psicotico. realmnete me pregunte Si la gran diferencia enftre esa luisa y yo era la sanidad mental que tenamos, porque ella era algo psicopata. Denotese que aun sabia que era un sueño todo, pero me gusta la idea de conocer el sueño que etsoy teniendo.
Tube un falso despertar, pero seguia sabiendo ue era un sueño, pero por miedo a que aparecieran otra vez modernidad-corazon no hice mucho mas sino pensar en que demonios, en serio, que demonios estara pensando mi subconciente.

En conclucion no estoy lista para hablar con él. Es demasiado complejo

I almost forgot this fragment, but it was rescued:

I am sitting up in a hospital bed, holding an open box of some kind. when you press the center, the tile lights up inside and is supposed to give off healing energy. It seems to be broken and only lights up. I tell the girl who gave it to me that it doesn't seem to be working. She is standing behind a closed door. I can see her in my minds eye. a girl from a visual novel I have been reading and finished before bed. she has long black hair to her shoulder blades, and the right side of her face and body are badly scarred, apparently from fire. She is incredibly shy, but cares about me. I think she may be a twinner (to use a word coined by who knows who at this point) of the girl I have been searching for in my dreams.

Dream 1 12/17/11 ream:
So, I have the weirdest dreams. Like this first one: I had recently watched the movie Flushed Away. So, that somehow worked its way into my subconscious and made me have the following dream. I was in the sewer, and I was tiny. Like, mouse tiny. Almost as if I was in the movie. There was a city, again, JUST LIKE the one in the movie. We were all having fun when this gigantic human came around and flooded our city with nacho cheese. (weird, huh?) Forcing us to obey him. Then all of a sudden, the scene changes. Now I'm human again and Ike the only one in the sewer, save for my mom. I'm asking her to put my spawn point on this one ledge next to the wall, so I don't have to swim there. She moves it, I thank her, then she walks off. The scene then changes back as I'm a mouse again, hiding behind the human who is now an evil dictator. I'm now on the ledge where my mom put me, so I start to move to the left WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN my mom wakes me up...

12/17/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I had a dream that a girl I liked was talking to me over Facebook. She wanted to get to know me better by asking me simple things like my body weight. Apparently hers was 157 lbs., and she asked mine as well. I couldn’t remember what I said for that though (Maybe I was a bit embarrassed, but I’m not over-weight at all in waking life).

She also played Runescape apparently because she showed me a picture relating to the game with some random items in her inventory. She also mentioned two more games, but I couldn’t remember their names.



She posted more random pictures of herself, and random people and me were liking most of them, then she invited me to a call on Skype.

I can’t remember the order everything went in this dream overall, but when I asked her on Skype if there was anyone online, she said, “Yes.”

The moment she said that, I was in a different scenario. It was in first-person view, and I can see her hand holding my right guiding me where to go. She was wearing a black dress top and a black skirt (she looked really nice in it) and her sister appeared as well in black.

(This is the best picture I could find describing what she wore)


It seemed I was in her house, and we were going to sit down on the dining table. Everything looked so real in that random experience.



Then I see her on video call on Skype I believe, but I couldn’t get a good recall of what she was wearing. I started to see random pictures what she showed on Facebook with a picture of Link on random people’s faces.

I didn’t understand what was going on, but I laughed at it since the expressions looked as if they would match the ones of the original face.

I think that at one point, she mentioned some guy she knew as being handsome, but in my eyes, he was just downright ugly (I don't mean to be mean, but wow, for a beautiful girl like her to think that? She must've been crazy).

I can’t recall anything else for that dream.

Dream 2:

This dream was pretty short, again I was on Facebook, and I was looking at this person’s status from a long time, and I liked it for some reason. Then he commented on the comment I made (can’t remember what exactly). I just know we talked about Runescape for a while, and some of his friends mentioned their stats on the game too.

I wanted to brag about the stats for my character, but I decided to just leave it as it is.

Dream ends.

Dream 3:
This dream was like watching an HD adult film. Some guy was massaging this really oblivious blonde girl, but she was a bombshell beauty ( I think that was me posting a picture of Alexis Texas in this thread that made this dream --->( http://www.dreamviews.com/f16/post-p...ml#post1791902).

(I swear she looked like Madison Scott)


I just know I had a good time seeing what this guy did with her, and even though I knew she had to be acting, the stuff they did was kinky.



I won’t go into huge detail of what they did, but the guy asked the girl dirty questions and her questioning what was going on made it kinkier. She was in all kinds of positions from laying on her stomach, in the doggy-style position, missionary, prone-bone, you name it, they were having a GOOD time.

After they had more sex, they were in the doggy-style position again until both of them climaxed at the same time (that’s cute). And they really emphasized it by making their experience all with glitter and shit.


Kinda like in this video:


Then the dream ends with me seeing the blonde squirt like crazy.

A Native American shaman was telling me "we're going to build you a sweatlodge......don't go jumping around in there".

I moved to New Zealand from Scotland a few years ago. Thoughts about old friends come up every now and again, but I only went to Primary School with them. Now, to set the scene. I'll try and simplify, as explaining would take some time. In my town there is an annual event. At this event there are many groups doing different things, and a group I am involved with take turns with a similar group each year doing the same thing. Please tell me if you don't understand. Onto the dream.

It starts, when I am walking home from school, when who do I see but my good old friend Scott. Now Scott is here for the event, as it is one year in the future and he, who lives in Scotland and probably has no idea of the group and event I'm affiliated with, is with the second group taking their turn running their part of the event. Odd, I know.

We go into town, I don't remember details but I remember reminiscing about Primary School, and me asking about other friends in Scotland. He eventually arrives at, what seems to be a location in many of my dreams that doesn't exist in my current home town, a large church on a small hill, surrounded by old brick/metal bar fencing/barrier, with a large metal gate at one side. I follow him inside, at this point he seems to be ignoring me, concentrating on being inside the church, where I've since not been allowed. I tried getting his attention, to no avail. We end up in this room, where there are other adult men I don't recognize. They all look at me like I've done something very wrong. Scott looks at me, and says "Bye Andrew"... it fades, but I end up back in the middle of town.

I'm feeling sad about what happened, but then completely out of the blue, behind some small buildings which you would easily see a plane over, appears from as if underground a plane pulling up hard. It's close, and HUGE. I start running. I watch the plane. It's barely off the ground, pointing straight up, and slowing down from it's initial pull up. It drops slowly, the world is quiet, and lands on the buildings it came from. Screaming is heard. I'm still running but I still see the cloud of smoke covering everything and coming out from the impact zone, so no wreckage is visible. This, since it came from nowhere, gave me a fright and I awoke myself.

I'm going to discuss some thoughts I had about this in a new thread, thanks for reading.