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So last night I had another unique dream. It started out with me and one of my good friends on a beach, we hop in a row boat and start rowing off into the horizon. The sky gets cloudy and it starts to rain, as it rains I say, "I always wanted to do stuff like this with my friends and now I am" I'm not entirely sure if those were my exact words. So we eventually reach an arch of natural rock and head up to an enclosed beach like area with this strange wooden structure extending out to the water. Theres a group of people, one of them happens to be another good friend of mine. All the people are trying to make some crystals out of components from the sea. I start to help some people and all of the sudden an octopus pulls one of my friends overboard and into the water, he's able to swim up to the surface and I grab his hand and help him out. Afterward, we see a pirate ship sail by and for some reason we all become frightened. We all start heading to the beach quietly and carefully, making sure we left behind no signs of our being there. I can't remember anything after that.

Was outside Seattle it was friday. I had my staff with me and was spinning it. I had a lot of random girls come up and complement me on my spinning. One girl was fucked up on a purple monkey and offered me one. I declined and kept spinning. There were two other spinners on the street and I went to join them and spin with them. I stoles my staff a few time but didn't care. All of a sudden my vision was super blurry. A girl was leaning on me and said she really liked my energy over everyone elses. I said something and she laughed really hard. She wondered why she liked me so much. I told her I could see up and every time a tried to turn right I was sent back left. I some up and told kara about the dream. She told me I couldnt turn right in dreams. I thought back and realized I couldn't turn right. I laughed with kara about it for a bit. we were back at our old place and back in our living room. Kara and I got into a fight with Leo and dina about cleaning. They said we didnt clean enough. We went back to our room and talked a bit. I defended Leo and said he was doing more than ever. I left the room and saw he was listening in. I suddenly heard scary music and was terrified. Leo and I ran into the living room. We had a large tv there that was blocking the balcony and windows. It was really off and gave me a horrible feeling. There was a red flow and creepy music. I told Leo and he said I knowwwww ggggg and started laughing. I woke and wrote the dream in a false awakening

Before falling asleep I told myself that I would be at my parent's house. I'm not sure if I was there immediately, but eventually I was there and I was alone. Some guy showed up and tried to "steal my house" as I recall. I fought him off, but my weak punches recurrence occurred. It didn't seem to matter, as he fell and I softly kicked him in the ribs, which was effective. He left and my parents arrived, asking what was going on. I told them that he was trying to take our house and that I beat him up. They were happy to hear this and told me to relax in a safe place.

Eventually moved to a neighbors house on their porch. Candice was there from the inside looking out. Can't remember much else I believe I fell down the stairs a few times and it began snowing.

I found myself in a forested area trying to hide form something, when I looked around I realized that there were more people fleeing a nearby village and entering this forest to hide for something huge and powerful.
I was how do I confront this creature, because I really did not know what it was, so I remembered and incredible full body armor that I was on YouTube and I said to myself. I think I could generate that. So I concentrated and It was not a pretty suit but it offered a whole lot of protection. Most of the weaponry was installed on the arm, and it was thought controlled.
So I ran back to the village to see what creature I was facing the thing was huge and had tentacles and was ripping the village apart. It moved through the ground like if it was air and I never saw the whole of it. The battle was great, me in my full body armor and blasting the tentacles to hell. Then it retreated to had there was this uneasy quiet in the village. I walked through the village, was greeted like a hero for driving off the monster.
Then in the distance I was a huge ball of Tentacles in the air. I thought, time for some more fire power, but when I increased my weaponry, and suit bulk, I realized that things around me started to fade away, like vanish. I was like if I was using up the energy around me to create and stabilize the suit. I say electric bulbs go out and parts of house fade away which were close to me. So I decided to do it the old fashion way. Hand to hand combat.
From this point on the dream got lame, I think I was starting to getup and was having trouble to maintain focus in the dream. The creature send out humanoids which did not put up much of a fight, and then I workup.

So this morning's back-to-bed session left me with one of those weird sensations where you wake up with the feelings still floating around in your brain, a dream hangover of sorts. I usually don't experience those unless I've been unfaithful to my Wife or something terrible has happened to somebody dear to me. Something else I realized is that I have this recurring scenario where I'm in the apartment where my Mother & I lived when I was growing up. If I can just get myself to to realize that I'm dreaming whenever I'm there (Buckethead dream, Metallica dream) I could have a very handy dream sign.

So, I'm in the apartment I grew up in with a few people, including my now deceased Father. We are just sitting around. I go to the bathroom and it is all torn apart as if in the process of renovations. I call to my Wife and start to tell how unhappy I am about all of this, what a complete waste of time and money it is. She doesn't seem to care at all. I'm still ranting as I follow her into the bedroom when I realize that the bedroom is all torn apart as well. Now I'm really angry. I go back out in to the living room and sit with my Dad. As we are sitting there my Wife comes out... TOPLESS! I'm flabbergasted! Incredulously I say nastily "Nice tits!" and she goes back to the bedroom. I wake up.



I feel very odd when I awake, the feelings are still fresh. Every time I looked at the bathroom features (toilet placement, tub placement, etc.) they changed and moved around. I think that if I can just get myself to remember that whenever I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I must be dreaming that I can very easily get myself to realize that I am dreaming.

Note to self: If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I AM dreaming.
If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I MUST BE dreaming.

I dreamt that I was part of in the army and we were sent to another country to help fight in a civil war. Our assignment was to protect the citizen in a little village which had a lot of wealth, like gold ornaments, rare painting and diamonds and cash in a secret vault. I know I was dreaming, I decided to change up the plot, and make it more exciting. I convinced eight of my fellow officers to on a job with me. The job was to rub the people blind. We met in an abandon warehouse, outside the village and began to discuss how we r going to do the job. We had guns and ammunition, our vehicles was an incredibly mobile, light weight armored tank, a Narava van and a two door Toyota pickup.
We can’t afford to have any weaklings on this mission one of the guys said. If you r caught they will surely torture you. So another solider said that, only the strongest can come on this mission. All the time I was just there waiting to go on a once in a lifetime mission, with a smile on my face.
So It was decided that anyone who could stand up to the most sever torture would get to go on the mission. The torture was to plunge a very fine lone steel rod through each other side. Apparently that’s was the most severe form of torture.
It came down to six of us, we changed our uniforms and put on the military ware of the rebels. And headed out on the open roads. Suddenly we Heard a Load explosion, and l looked to my left and say a mushroom cloud where the power plant use to be. Shit I said to myself. You could hear the sirens of the approaching emergency vehicles, and guess what we were dressed as the enemy.
We tried to make our way to the back, but it was too late, we took a hail of fire from the military force, we tried to maneuver our vehicle through the narrow streets with great difficulty. Every turn we made there were more tanks, and SUVs , it’s like even the stray dogs, and homeless people were shooting at us. When I realized that I had no way of escape and I was losing control of the dream. I woke myself up the usual way, Shouting wake up, wake up and saying my name.

10/26/11
Non-lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I’m outside my apartment at night and went to the back and was looking through the windows of my neighbors. I was peeking inside of my own room, and the other ones as well.



I didn’t pay attention to the one right of me though. I think I went inside and had sex with some blonde girl who looked like Hillary Scott with pony tails. She was pretty flexible and skinny, but I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom. I wasn’t sure if I was lucid or not. That’s all I’ll go into. O.O



I was in class and we were waiting for a teacher, and she took a while to come, and she looked like my Biology Lab teacher, she came probably 5-10 minutes late. She starts teaching and smiles and apologizes for being so late. The class gets bigger, and we weren’t a lab, there were desks and chairs. From that, I became lucid, and didn’t focus on the people.

I decided to get out of class and started to touch everything and become stable. I walk out and believe I’m in my apartment room.

I decided to be a bit crazy by exiting it by going through the walls, but when I made impact, I got rebounded. Guess there was still doubt in my mind, and I woke up 





Then another dream, but I was non-lucid, is where I ask this guy if some other university was quiet like the one I asked him. I didn’t get a respond, but it looked like he wanted to say “Yes.”

Then I’m walking with two girls, one is a blonde of course, but I couldn’t get a good image of her face, but we were going to some restaurant because there was free Rice Krispies? I decided to go with the flow with them, and the blonde girl was apparently named Hanna.



We go into the restaurant and find a table, and got a free meal while we waited for our order.



It was chicken I believe with lettuce, or a salad on a side. Then Hanna starts to choke because the food was spicy. Then we called to get someone to help her, but some random person decides to slap her.


Then another dream is two black girls come out of a door and memorizes 9 of the 10 guys’ names that were sitting down, and apologizes for not remembering the last one.




Then she asks, “Where’s Brandon?” I decided to hide my face with a folder, and she finds out and asks me if I think I’m so good that I could get the girls. I was basically thinking “WTF?” I just ignored her and decided to leave, she didn’t say anything.

Then I go upstairs and see some guy I know in my university. Everything started to fade away after that.

Then another dream is I’m a character in Code Lyoko. We were going to go get virtualized, but Jeremy went with us. It was basically just me and Aelita.



But I don’t know if I was Jeremy or myself. But we were materialized in the desert area, or whatever you call it.





Then Jeremy’s face appeared, and he says “Holy crap I need to go the computer to monitor things,” or something along those lines.



Then Aelita said that she was a part of me. So that in the dream world, she would be my dream guide, but I was still confused because it seemed she was talking to Jeremy.

Then I’m in another dream where I’m in a Biology Lab, and some guy named Ivan that I knew in waking life was a professor, and his girlfriend was there as well.

He was talking about what Nitric Acid was, and labeled it as N3, but I responded and told him that it’s supposed to be NO3.



He had orange words on top of the board, and blue on the bottom, and he corrected his mistake. The dream fades away.

I was in a school function. We were celebrating; a party? Homecoming king and queen. Then the pair was chosen, and then they led us out running into the field. A tradition of this particular school, I imagined. The "king" was a school jock, and the "queen" some popular teenager.

Then I noticed another pair. They weren't together. They were just part of the crowd at first. Then suddenly, they were more excited than the rest. They look like kids than teenagers. They ran on and ahead outside. They were first on the field, and they started playing football (not soccer). Or at least the boy did. He threw the football into the field, and the girl was yards away. It was a green field, surrounded by trees, with a nice stream of sunlight.

The "king" turned sour with envy, and talked to the Haruo Niijima (History's Strongest Disciple anime) to badmouth the kids who took center stage. Instead, he was blackmailed by Niijima. Not sure why.

I remember laughing really hard and chatting with some girl, and then telling her about it in a FA. That jacked up my recall.....



In another dream, my sister had to borrow my car, so I was stuck at the house. Then Some guy for a rental company comes by, and has to use the bathroom. The guy is in there for a minute, and then he comes out with no pants or underwear on, and looks for a news paper. He grabs one and heads back in the bathroom. All while D's kids are there. As soon as he was finished I cursed him out and told him to leave.


I think there may be something that was related to the movies as well.

I'm quite concerned now. My recall is going down the drain and I am nowhere near lucid in my dreams. In fact the ones I had today were barely level 0. This could be as a result of the stress I am experiencing right now and the strain put on my brain by learning the whole of Module 3 Maths GCSE in two weeks. I've also started auto-suggestion phrases again, "I will remember my dreams" and, "I will know when I'm dreaming/I will lucid dream".

Dream

I can only remember I was Michael Corleone having a swordfight with Peter Pettigrew in renaissance Italy. It started out in third person, and supposedly the lady I was engaged to was coming down the street, when Pettigrew came up to her and started talking, clearly to her displeasure. I felt jealousy and jumped down to challenge him to a duel. He pulled out a massive two-handed sword and so did I, but we dueled one-handedly, I don't know how that worked. I was left-handed in the dream, although normally I am right-handed.
It went into first person there. I was beating him while listening to his whining of that my technique was all wrong and stuff. I pulled him close after cutting him a few times, but he lifted his arm to cut me in the head, so I kneed him in the balls.

The End

Another night where I remember only a fragment of a dream:

I'm lying in bed and wearing pajamas and a robe. I'm not laying flat, I'm propped up against some pillows that are between me and the headboard. Theres a young woman laying in bed next to me and propped up as I am. She's very pretty and kind of resembles Sara Gilbert (from the Big Bang Theory). We're talking and I ask her what she wants for Christmas. She tells me she wants a sister. I respond by telling her she already has two sisters, thinking in my mind of two girls (sisters) I know in real life. She says, "I know." So I ask her again, "What do you really want for Christmas?" and playfully bump her left knee with my right knee. She laughs and responds by rolling sideways towards me and gripping my knee with both of her knees. I take it as her flirting with me.

At this point I woke up because I needed to use the bathroom.

After falling back asleep, I enter the same dream it seems, but now I am off the bed and standing at the doorway of the bedroom. I'm bouncing a large blue tennis ball against the wall iin the next room. (By large, I mean kick ball sized) But after bouncing it against the wall for a while, I notice that the ball is leaving marks on the wall. I look closer and notice that they're not scuff marks; they're lined up perfectly horizontally and vertically. And some of the marks actually look like symbols. One is a half circle (like a smile) with a dot above it. I turn and ask the girl on the bed to "take a look at these marks on the wall."

After this I wake up and can't get back to sleep.

dream 1 - I meet my friend M in high school. I say, hey how come you are here? u on break from college?
we have distinct conversation about art school, but dont remember what I said....

dream 2 - I tried to do MILD but forgot, just fell back asleep.
false awakening! I am in my room wearing pajama. my parents come in and they say,
"dont do WILD anymore. stop that lucid dream stuff. it's dangerous you do that everyday!"
I sigh, with frustration.
"I only do it 2-3 times a week... it's nothing serious!"

woke up again. I closed my eyes, trying lifting my dream body. I felt my dream-ear slipping off from my real body. I could only 'feel'; I was completely blind. all I could see was total dark scene...

I roll from my bed, stand up, walk towards the door, grab the door frame, and go to bathroom.
I rub my eyes and the dream scene is finally settled! I can see the mirror infront of me.
I walk into the living room. my dad is smoking at the backyard. I ignore it, opening the veranda door, then fly away. the sky is perfect blue. I see some airplanes(like the one from Sonic) across the field.
I suddenly remember thinking about 'how about asking a DC to take me to a place where dream never wakes up?' in reality, so I can stay longer in dream... so I find some people down, and I land. I feel that they are some kind of foreigners. I think about renting an airplane from them. I ask,
"could you take me to a dream place where the dream never wakes up?"
"sure. which plane do you want to fly?"
"I need a pilot to take me though..."
so I give this man 5 grand worth of dollar. he is so mad happy that he can take me anywhere.
we fly an airplane over the green field. in the distant I see McDonald joker(pierro) big doll/ figure at the amusement park. and I'm like, why the place where dream never wakes up is an amusement park? after I woke up I realized that this meant a happy place where you never realize that it's a reality or dream... without realizing the 'truth' of reality was a pure innocent thing we have. and this means we are not fully 'woke up'. how abstract.... O_o ..?! dream is mystery...
anyway, we land in front of the park. there is no specific entry for ticketing. it is totally free for all people.
I see some kids cheerful sliding down the twirly green slide.
I want to summon a friend to hang with me; Miho Kim come up in my head. so I do Naruto justu hand-thingy(idk what its called) and then slap my hand on the ground. but it doesnt work. then I realized that I missed the important thing: feeling her energy. so I visualize her and feel what it's like to be with her, then I shout "summoning jutsu!!" and slap on the ground again. doesnt work again. at this point my mom walked into my room and I woke up...
why didnt it work?? I realized that I didnt visualize smoke and the popping sound for the summoning jutsu...

My band plays at an Eco Festival this Saturday IWL. So in my dream we're on stage and start playing and our lead female vocalist can't find the right key to the song. She starts squeaking and falls apart.

We all look at each other in panic and I know I have to do something. My voice is ok for backup vocals but ever since an unfortunate singing experience in jr. high school I've really doubted my singing ability.

So I step up to the mike and start singing. Softly at first, but I let the meaning of the lyrics fill me up and I begin to sing with more confidence. It works out pretty good. I'm not a big hit but I pull it off and the audience likes it.

(I really really really hope this doesn't happen on Saturday.)

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on a stage, just a little bit to the right (my right) of the stage. Back and to my left, the playwright George Bernard Shaw lay in a hospital bed. He was really sick, but he was giving a lecture. I was here either to introduce him or kind of interview him. His voice was really faint and weak.

Now I was leaving the theatre through some backstage area and a backstage door. I was walking through some kind of brick-walled alley. It was daytime.

Suddenly I realized or heard that Shaw was about to die. He knew he was going to die. He had announced that his next lecture would be his last. But that lecture would be today. In fact, it was starting right now! And I had left the theatre!

I had to see Shaw's last lecture. He was my favorite playwright. And I had the feeling Shaw would die immediately or soon after he got off stage. So I had to be there.

I ran back in the door, through the backstage area, and through a small door that led directly onto the stage. The show had just started. A woman had introduced Shaw. Shaw now sat in a nice chair on a green rug. A nice table with a lamp may have stood near the chair. Shaw had just started giving a little speech.

I at first wanted to sit near Shaw on the stage. But since I came in late I didn't feel I deserved to. So I sat off to the right of the stage. In the shadows were some bleachers, which were pretty well filled with people. I sat on the floor on the bleachers, where I thought I would be in view of Shaw, so he'd at least know I'd attended.

The woman asked Shaw some question about religion. Shaw responded a little ramblingly. He then said, "And, yes, I've been in a coven. I've headed a coven."

A little, black boy in a black hooded sweatshirt with thin, widely-spaced, white stripes and sitting in a wooden chair a couple meters to the right of and behind the woman raised his hand.

Shaw pointed to the boy, as if to take his question. He said, "Yes, you. And what's your name, little boy?"

The boy stood up. His face couldn't be seen. He may have been turned around, or he may have had his hoodie on backwards, with the hood pulled up over his face. He said, "Some people call me Lazarus. But you can think of me as Nicodemus."

The boy may have started knocking himself on the top of his head with his right fist.

Dream #2

I was in some room like a school cafeteria. The floors and walls were all white, and there may have been a set of white folding chairs all arranged in a grid, like for a meeting.

But whatever had been going on here was finished, and everybody was leaving. Apparently we'd had a meeting regarding the production of some movie. It wasn't certain the movie was going to be made. But people were feeling a lot more confident that it would.

The leaders of the effort all stood up front, near some long folding tables. There were a few long, plastic coolers. The leaders were kind of clowning around with each other while they packed up their supplies for the day. The leaders all looked South Asian. One of the leaders looked like the Malaysian singer MonoLoQue.

The leaders may actually have been making up some wacky, funny song based on the song they thought would be the theme song for the movie. I tried to join in, but I don't think I was very funny. The leaders were patient with me. But I got the feeling they thought I was being too much of a groupie. So I decided to leave.

I walked down a stairwell in the center of the floor. But as I got halfway down I realized I'd forgotten something upstairs. I ran back up to get it. But I didn't really know what I was doing upstairs and I didn't want the leaders to see me again. So I went back down the stairwell.

About halfway down the stairwell, I realized I had to go back to my apartment before I went anywhere. But my apartment was right near the stairwell. In fact, just in front of the stairwell, right where I stood, was a window to my room. (Off to my left may have been some area like a department store.)

So I swung myself up and bashed through a wooden panel blocking the window to my bedroom. Right before I'd done this I'd seen a tallish, kind of overweight, white man in a red t-shirt and blue jeans walking along some balcony between flights of steps behind me, as if I were now in some kind of apartment building's stairwell.

I broke through my window and rolled onto my bed, then onto the floor. The window seemed to have been open. But I noticed that I'd broken the board, a white-painted board about 33cm high and 1 meter wide, in half.

As I landed on the floor, I heard a woman in the living room go get the door. Oh, I thought to myself, that woman must be my new roommate.

The woman opened the door to the man I'd seen in the stairwell. (I don't know how I knew this, since I didn't see it.) As soon as the woman let the man into the apartment, she yelled, "No! I'm not doing it! I told you I didn't want to be a part of it anymore and I didn't want to see you anymore!"

I thought I should go out into the living room and defend my new roommate. But I was afraid. So I just sat and listened.

The man had apparently been trying to get the woman to be in a movie for a production house he'd just started up. But already the production house was having trouble with censors. The man said, "And this is a movie that, just because you got a few people saying certain cuss words, people wanna make it rated X!"

But the woman had left the man just because he had kept putting her in porn movies. She was yelling at him that she could tell he was getting started going down the same old path, and that she didn't want to be a part of it again. She seemed either to be walking the man to the door or heading out with him.

I sat on my bed and looked at the broken board in my hands. It sounded quiet. Maybe the man was gone, I thought, and I could go introduce myself to the woman. But I was wondering what kind of first impression I'd make with her, suddenly having appeared in my bedroom, and having broken the board on my window. The woman might think I was crazy!

Dream #3

I was sitting in a car with a woman who looked exactly like my mom but was something more like an interviewer or psychiatrist. I sat on the passenger side, and the woman sat on the driver's side. It was daytime. We were parked at the far end of a long driveway in front of a house.

I told the woman, "About the time that my cousin and I were trying to figure out what to do for college --"

The woman interrupted me. "What do you mean? I thought that before, you'd said that your cousin didn't start college until a couple years after you did. How could he be going to college at the same time as you? It doesn't make sense!"

I said, "That's not what I mean. What I said just now was --"

Suddenly something happened, and I knew I had to leave the car and get going somewhere else. My car door had been open all this time. I stood up and walked off to my right. I walked along a stretch of dirt on the shoulder of a road.

As I approached a fence, an adult woman came walking toward, then past me with a bunch of little girls. It was like a school group. Most of the girls were five years old or younger. They were all wearing diapers: some only diapers, some diapers with dresses over them. I was sexually attracted to these little girls.

But there was one little girl, an Asian girl who seemed to be maybe seven or eight years old. She had jaw-length, black hair and was wearing a white dress with thin fabric. It appeared that this girl was also wearing a diaper, though I couldn't tell for sure. I was extremely attracted to this girl.

I passed the fence, and one more adult woman walked along past me, following one last little girl wearing only a diaper. But for some reason, I found myself so sexually attracted to the little Asian girl that I felt like I had to follow her, at least to find out if she really was wearing diapers.

I turned around and headed for the little girls, none of whom I could see now. I knew if I caught up with them and started trying to get close to the little Asian girl I'd certainly be singled out as a pervert. So I was trying to think up excuses for heading back and being near the girls.

I thought that the little girls must have been going to the car to see the woman. Now I was in the car with the woman. She started up the car as I started talking to her. We pulled out of the driveway and drove away.

I told the woman, "You see, my cousin and I were in the same year of school. And we were best friends. So when we got into our Junior year, we both started thinking together about what colleges we'd go to."

The woman had turned right around a corner and was now driving through an alley going past the backyards of houses.

I continued. "But my cousin ended up getting sidetracked. So he didn't go to school right away. He had a terrible childhood! I'd go over there all the time to see him."

The woman now turned right and pulled into the driveway in the backyard of some house like my great grandma's old house.

I continued, "My cousin would be grounded for, like, six months at a time! And he'd just have to sit in his bedroom in the basement for the whole time. Sometimes he'd even have to write thousands of sentences."

I had to leave again. I opened the car door. There were some little girls walking around in diapers in the driveway. I was kind of attracted to them.

As I stood up and turned right, to walk away past the back of the car, I saw that my sister was leaning against the car, almost right in the doorway! She said, "Hey," in a kind of guyish voice.

I hoped my sister hadn't seen me ogling the little girls. But I looked at my sister. She was skinny, in shape, and she wore a blue-sleeved, white t-shirt that really showed off her boobs. I suddenly realized my sister was really attractive!

Dream #4

I walked into a museum with my mom. The lobby was dim and narrow. The ticket counter was some kind of polished, black stone.

We walked up to the ticket person. I was a member at the museum, and the ticket person knew me. But he might not have seen me. My mom handed the man my membership card and said something like, "He's a member."

The man said, "Great," and was about to print a ticket for my mom.

But my mom said, "I'd like three people, and also two children, please."

The man seemed a bit taken aback by my mom asking for so many tickets. I was taken aback, too! I thought I was coming to the museum with just my mom. Who were all these other people coming with us?

I said something to the man. He finally noticed me. He said, "Oh! But you're a member *here*. Why are you trying to get in with this card? This is a MoMA card."

I saw the card in the man's hand and realized he was right. Hoping to avoid him getting suspicious of me -- like he might have thought I was trying to hide the fact that I'd let my membership expire -- I flipped quickly through my wallet, trying to find the right membership card.

Cursed X - Terran Conflict book:
I was in a really dark future, bloody knives everywhere and people killed and ate each other due to the lack of food. I was hiding and I had a cursed book about X - Terran Conflict with me. Someone found me so first I told him I could give him the location of others if he'd leave me alone but then decided to simply kill him, which I did. Afterwards I went outside and destroyed the book, I left the pieces in the ocean.

Chasing Hitler:
The dream started with me training in a some virtual reality, I was on a pretty low level and avoided fights, searching for something. Sometime later I started to chase Hitler along with some other idiots as the dream suggested to me, I arrived at a big traffic terminal. Going outside I found an icy landscape and a type of amusement park, it was constructed like a very long strip. I was jumping over the houses and attractions until I came to a house were a lot of logs were stored in the yard. I jumped over it into some type of jungle (the ice was gone) and the persons I chased were apparently attacking endangered species. I likewise started to attack the people I was chasing.

Attacking Ultimecia:
I was together with a lot of other people in a task force on a mission against a witch (very much ultimecia like [FF8]). We were all equiped with power armor and small handguns, totally fallout style. We could just take small weapons with us in order to get inside, which likewise was in order to end the mission successful.