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Non-lucid Awake

Last thing I remember is a cannon, an old black powder cannon. I remember pulling it, the pull of the rope trigger shocking my eyes open just as the cannonball hit something. The sound of the cannonfire was drowned by my real body's senses, mostly, the sound of the power going out in my house the same time the cannonball hit its target.

I close my eyes. I'm in prison now, a strong prison apparently. It was a fairly small room, with two cells in it across from each other, neither of which long enough to stretch the length of the whole wall. There were windows of what appeared to be a chain link, like a fence. On the wall perpendicular to it there were also windows, but instead they had iron bars, like full jail cells.

There was 4-6 people in my cell, and another 4-6 in the other. The guard (who appeared to be Morgan Freeman) walked around, but after a few hours stepped out. I talked to the men. "So do any of you plan on staying in here?" I asked. None of them answered. "Do you want to get out of here or not?" I asked a little more belligerently.

"There's no way out," one of them in the other cell said.
"Did you ever know that if you piss on your shirt it becomes strong enough to break through iron?" I asked calmly.

It didn't take much longer for one of them in the other room to take off their shirt and start urinating all over it. Then someone in my cell did the same. "We need to work together and stay together," after we pulled for a while, the iron bars broke, and we each got out of the window, we left through one of the two doors in the room.

I see Guard sitting in a chair next to a well lit pool table, and there were stairs on the wall nearest to myself. "Hello there," Mr Freeman says.

Oddly I didn't feel any fear, or any sense of urgency. Normally a man would run upstairs and hope his speed would outmatch the guard's, or that they wouldn't be the one who got caught. The only thing I thought was
"What's the score here, what's next?"
"Well, as you'll soon find out, there's $50,000 up those stairs. Enough to guarantee your freedom, or to get me into retirement," he said calmly "now we're going to play a game of pool, and whoever wins, gets it."

So we played. He broke and got a solid in, then he got two more in. I played and got one stripe in, he got another two solids in. I saw my chance for a great shot, and shot three stripes in, but got one solid in at the same time. Shit, good shot though. We played a bit more, then we each had one ball left.

Then I noticed someone shot in the 8 ball, I think it was me, might've been him. As I was about to explain to him that I generally don't play where you lose if you hit the white ball, he looked at me and said "I've been working for 40 years, I got my money, what I don't have is freedom. Besides, listen, I was a military man, to me, you just had some friendly fire."

I asked him if I killed someone with the shot...

I was walking through the forest with the men, near my old house. I realized I was the leader of them. Why not? I broke these men out of prison, I gave them freedom. These thoughts made me realize that I didn't know these men at all. All but two of them could take me out no problem, but I have their respect, I better keep it if I wanna keep my life.

I wondered the severity of my crime, but more importantly, of theirs. If any of them were famous. None of them looked familiar. If we were lucky, they would only show a picture of the worst of us on tv. This would still make things difficult for us. No matter, we ate about 6 hours ago, it's now 2:30 AM. Sunlight's coming out early it seems. All we needed was sleep for now.

I led them to my old escape, the abandoned house. As I went there though, there was a light on. I tell my men to stay back. I look over, I realized it isn't the abandoned house at all, at least not anymore, it's fully done. As a matter of fact, I've been here before, in one of my other dreams... Stole a kid's skates, purely accidental, if I remember correctly.

I tell my men I know of a better place, we go about a half mile west, and I see a sort of treehouse. Seems familiar, seems safe... I told my men to follow me. There wasn't a ladder or anything, but a series of boards that went up it like a spiral staircase stuck to the walls. The boards were weak, and would sway easily, I had to shift my position constantly to stay balanced. We made it to the top and I saw a mattress, I could've sworn it was my own. To the right of the bed was my shoes, they've been lost for about a month, and a camera, my camera I haven't seen for years.

I look at the camera, 8 pictures, the first one was a platypus, as I move the camera away, I see a platypus waddle around on the floor, then jump out of the tree. I continue wading through the pictures, there was one of a cat walking on the boards, and another labeled dragon, which was of a column like foliage going between two trees, then another picture was under it, with a green chinese dragon in the same position, with no trees.

Depersonalization. I seemed to have left my body to follow three cats, as they jumped up the boards towards where I was. One of them jumped on the smaller one, and they carried him/her up to the top of the boards, then up the wall a while when the smallest cat jumped onto the large one, then onto a platform that I hadn't noticed earlier. I saw the platform from a worm's eye view so I couldn't see what was on top of it, but I felt it was something important that the cat was going to get.

I was back in my body, laying on the mattress, and I heard all of the guys start raising their voice, nothing aggressive though. "You all better shut up if you don't want the neighbors to come here," I stated fairly loud. Which was true. I now remembered where I was, just east of a castle of sorts, I remember it in my other dream... No cops, but it was a fairly evil place.

I also noticed the large amount of noise that happened just before they rose their voices. It was a hawks cry, then the sound of mice and snakes, "That hawk was just looking for some food, now that it's done, you'll be heard quite easily," I stated quietly.

Dead Silence.

Afterward I had fragments of us going into town hooded (so cameras couldn't see us), and trying to chop the power line in NYC with a shovel. Why? So we could have a distraction to get the attention off of us. Duh.

I was in a lab in the isolation chamber, I was groggy and covered in wires.
I stood up and sniffed the air. I man in a white lab coat came in, he looked at a console and wrote something on a clipboard.
As he was about to leave I tapped on the glass to get his attention, he looked at me and seemed puzzled. He went back to the console and flicked a switch, he then said through a micro-phone speaker inside the chamber "Who are you?....are you lucid?....what year is it?". I answered the questions "Sara, Yes for a moment or two at least, 2011...".
He looked excited and pushed a button on the console, he talked into the console but I couldn't hear him (he's turned off the speaker to the chamber). I could lip read him saying "We have her!". This made me nervous so I started looking around the chamber I was in to find a weak point (my usual powers were not working). By now I was getting very worked up. He spoke again through the speaker "We mean you no harm, we just need to ask you a few questions, the manager will be he in a minute"...at this point I was totally lucid and not groggy anymore, and VERY VERY angry about being in a isolation chamber, naked and covered in wires. I grinned and the light above me cracked and went black, the man looked worried, I grinned bigger pointed to the lights above his head and winked.....it blew and all was darkness.
I then turned into 'night crawler' and smashed my way out of the chamber, alarms sounded, I found him cowering in the dark near the console and pulled his limbs off one by one, lastly his head. I took one of the arms 'for later' and then smashed though the door to make my escape.
I got out of the room only to find more lights on (I can only be 'night crawler' in total darkness) so I blew them as I went and eventually got outside the building. Once outside I ran until I couldn't hear the alarms anymore and then ran some more until I found a graveyard. I buried myself in a fresh grave as the Earth wasn't compacted.
I lay down to sleep and munched on the severed arm until I dropped off.

I remember walking down this dark hall. There was little light but I don't know where it was Comming from because there were not lights or windows. Then I used the lumenesent spell. (Or however you spell it). My wind lights up and I see professor mcgonagail fighting a bunch of death eaters. Then there were people behind me. Using spells like ''explelliarmus" and ''stupify". I shot a couple of the death eaters. One of the death eaters grab mcgonagail. I use expelliarmus to shut the wond out of his hand and than I used stupify to shoot them away. As I kept walking I saw one of the weasly brothers on the ground. He threw his wond at me.

That was the last thing I remember.

This was an odd one. It's again kind of school-related, but not really. It involved one of my graphic design teachers and she wanted me to go to the White House for some project. So what do I do? I start hopping building tops like Spider-man or Superman, you know, leaping tall buildings in a single bound! Somehow she was following me doing this, I don't know if she was hopping with me or if I was carrying her on my back or what. But I continue to hop, passing by several freeways and stuff until I get to these really brown, serious and governmental looking buildings. I stop atop one of them and jump down from the ceiling into the building where there was some kind of government meeting going on. They didn't react to the fact that I had just jumped down into their room from the ceiling. So then I go looking around for the White House and this special room where I was supposed to perform this project, but I couldn't find it. All I found was a hallway with a bunch of different doors leading to different rooms. And all my classmates were there as well. They were going into these rooms and performing idiotic kid-like tasks that they were complaining were "too easy." But this wasn't what I was supposed to be doing. The teacher was there as well. I kept waiting for her to tell me what I was supposed to be doing at the White House but she never did. So I just kept watching everyone else go into these rooms and perform these easy tasks. Yep, that's about all I remember. Building hopping and the White House. Good times...

Mom and I were talking in her room when a big box starts to move. We think it's our cat, then it comes flying off the shelf and the cat was nowhere to be found. Mon and I think "demon" or ghost and then it feels like the air was being sucked out of the house. We both run the heck out the front door and I had goosebumps like crazy. After a while we noticed it was somewhat windy outside, so we thought maybe the wind had something to do with it. So we go back inside fearfully but everything seemed okay for a while until it started to happen again. This time I noticed my ceiling fan just stop unrealistically in its tracks. I was like "oh crap" and then that feeling overcame me again and I was like "nope, this isn't the wind" and ran out the house again feeling like I had experienced my first demon encounter and that the house was haunted and I didn't like it. Then it started getting weird and someone asked me a question about Skittles and Butterfinger candy and I was like "there is no butter and no finger in Butterfinger." Things get blurry here and I wake up.

What a way to end a dream about a haunted house. Start talking about Skittles and Butterfinger. lol

I had a second dream after writing the initial report:

I'm walking around what seems to be a campus and meeting with familiar faces all over the place. It is too late to recall any of the shenanigans but most of the people here are people I knew in high school.

What's most memorable is my encounter with a girl, one whom I wont name but she's gorgeous. for some reason, hahaha, shes been panted to almost resemble a chameleon; one who is changing from red to green while wearing only a bikini top and bottom (which match the paint of course.)

She takes me in her car, she drives a Lotus.

While she is driving I think to myself, "escalate, ESCALATE!!" eventually I go to touch her leg and she says "Try not to touch me I don't want the paint to smear."

I give up and feel defeated. I believe I wake up after this.

Dream Note

I woke up after a couple of hours of sleep to remember this fragment
Taking care of a community as winter is coming. Helping negotioate for a woman's new husband and th sale of her lands.

I woke up again several hours later to remember this.

Bar Visit with Satan
Visiting a bar with a bunch of old college people. The devil I shanging out with us. April has a copy of season's of mist that she is going to read later. Three people named mike are there. We make plans to go hang out at their place after the bar closed. One mike asks me how I know to go hang out there and I tell him that we've been there before and he said that the furniture has changed since. He says that there was a day when they took a bunch of tables and put them in the yard in a rainstorm and played DND all night until the rain caved in the tables.

The devil is holding court at the other end of the bar about the nature of evil. I want to be seen as evil but I don't want to be evil so I go stand over by him and listen to what he has to say. He tells me I need to kill the next person that comes out of the bathrroom. The devil is a skinny guy with red skin, horns and a goatee.

After the bar I go back to the mike's house and realize that I left april at the bar. A cab shows up shortly after and she is in the cab.

DELETED

My house was flooding, it was coming up the stairs from the basement. For some reason I was focused on saving our tools (like shovels and hammers) and silverware from the flood. And for some reason they were floating, so I could grab them out of the water (don't know why this didn't make me lucid, haha).

Two friends were helping me grab these things. The only one I remember is a girl Megan, who I know a little in RL. She was waiting at my house for her aunt to arrive and I was waiting for my parents and their friend. I decided her aunt was probably my parents' friend.

Then a toucan (which was a little scary looking, but at the same time I felt a little bit of hope) flew in and landed on the back porch railing. I was the only one who saw it. It flew off and landed in our yard (near out fire pit where there was lots of cheatgrass and yellow flowers).

The toucan morphed into a leprechaun, which was human-saized and had sunflowers for hands and a head and wore a green dress-suit. The leprechaun approached the house (I was scared until I remembered they were lucky) and entered with two old-ish couples (that I don't know in RL) that were the awaited parents and friends. The had scottish accents and were wearing t-shirts of celtic bands.

Then I woke up. =P

My first dream started in a field of snow, and a Mexican kid was throwing snowballs, however, the snowballs would kill on impact and I had to dodge them. The kid had a great arm, but snowballs are easy to dodge, so I made my way across the field to the kid, and he suggested to go inside. His father looked to be a stereotypical Mexican gang-banger. I was slightly intimidated, but I knew I could take him. I instantly regretted my thinking he was a gangster, because he offered me coffee and to play a game with his child. When the game was all said and done, my memory starts to get hazy. He says something about coffee, and we were in his basement. He wanted me to find AIDS to put in someone's coffee. The man was obviously totally insane. I acted like I got some, and went to leave- but he knew. My memory becomes hazy again, and I've fallen down a shaft of some sort. There's a slot in the front, and I crawled, out, and I cannot remember my surroundings whilst outside of the box. All of a sudden- Captain America fell down the shaft? For some reason, I had experience of being a hero, and sympathized with his failure. I then got back up the shaft and into... The world of Futurama? I was fry, everyone greeted me then started conversing, and then-

The dream changed. I was in a car, following somebody, but they sped up, and we crashed.. It was GTA IV style... When we wrecked the car, me, my father, and my brother got out of the car. There was a gang shootout and I took my knife out. I ran up and stabbed a man with a shotgun in the heart, then slit his throat, I then jumped over the falling body of the first and sliced the other one up. There was a man shooting at me, and I sidestepped to... DODGE HIS BULLETS? I grabbed his gun in one hand, held his shoulder in the other, then pumped him full of rounds with his gun. I reloaded (Where the hell did I get that magazine?!) and continued to knife the others. We got up to a room that we took cover in. The mob bosses were firing upon us, so I went out and sliced three times into a man's stomach, then stabbed his forehead quickly and returned to cover. A man came into the room with a butterfly knife, I laughed, slit his wrists, he dropped the knife, and then I killed him. A kid came in charging at me, but my father grabbed his armed hand, twisted it, and threw him against the wall. He said "You're safe now." The kid scoffed at this remark, and I could tell he had not given up. His eyes were darting, and he sliced my father. I thought my father could handle the shrimp, so I didn't stop him. My father punched him in the face right after his neck was slit- (In a "that's GOT to hurt" fashion) and I said "OH, HELL NO. " raised my gun, and shot the kid in the face. I woke up before I saw the damage done to my father.

Okay well, I didn't exactly realise i was in a dream but i really wanted something, and imagined it to be there, then i looked and it was there.
I went into a small shop with my mum and i saw this really nice top i liked, so i got it out but it was too small for me but it was the icon of fashion so I reached over in the clothes rail and got out another top.. I looked at the size and made it a medium instead of a small and it fit.. I was so chuffed i fount my top!
But waking up was a minor dissapointment seeing as I don't actually have the pretty top in real life!

Friday, July 22nd

I. Lucid #14 – Still Afraid

My first memory of the dream is being held in a captive type situation. I am with two other people who are familiar to me but upon wakening I’ve forgotten who they are. We are sitting on the ground and (this is a stretch) I believe it is some type of deformed humanoid figure that is lecturing us. I look to my left and there is a mound of earth with a path on the other side of it. I recognize myself as being somewhere in the woods behind my house and I see the dirt path separating the houses from the woods. Unlike physical reality, the path still has not been paved over.

Our captor mentions something about there being a lack of ways to escape, and as these words pass through his mouth and before I even realize what I am doing I have jumped to my feet and bounded over the mound of earth. I take a left and start tearing down the path as fast as I can, leaving my two fellow captives.

At this point I start having déjà-vu. I have run down this path before and I have hidden somewhere on the right side – I find the spot where I’ve hidden before and can see my own footprints there. I go to return to this spot but I have trouble climbing up the bank on the side of the path for some reason. I decide I must continue running.

A combination of the déjà-vu and the wild, irrational fear I’m experiencing causes me to realize that I am dreaming. However, this does not make me stop being so afraid. Now fully lucid, I see a wooden shelter at the end of the path, which I intuitively know means safety. As I run down the gravel and wood boardwalk up to the bottom entrance the dream begins slipping away from me. While still running, I attempt to stabilize the dream. I yell “Increase lucididty!” and for once this actually works, my vision jerks back into focus. I look at my feet, my hands, and begin clapping them as well. “Increase lucidity!” I shout again, however this time the words get lost in the fog as the dream dissolves with me just feet away from the door.

II. Lightning Storm

I am with someone familiar, and I am allowing a 3rd person to stay the night in my parents’ house. As I am showing them the accommodations I begin to notice that for some reason the entire upstairs has no walls or ceiling, only screens with several large holes in them rendering it useless. There is also a very intense lightning storm approaching which makes our current location a bad place to be.

The wind whips through the screen and threatens to knock us all over. We retreat to the lower level of the house where I soon receive news that somebody’s pet rabbit has just been killed by the storm. This makes me very upset.

This rabbit is normal in every way except for its ears, which look more like bat wings.

The next day B (and maybe her boyfriend K.S but I’m not positive) come to the house to survey the situation. For some reason B is topless when she arrives. After coming back inside after seeing the rabbit though she has a black sweatshirt with white writing on it. She says that the rabbit has actually survived but would not come with her when she tried to pick it up because it didn’t “want no sympathy.” She says this in a joking personification of the rabbit’s attitude. Nonetheless she has called a doctor for it.

For some reason I am still upset and she remedies this as well by singing Bob Marley’s “Jammin’” at me. For some reason this greatly improves my mood and I join her, making drum sounds with my mouth. I look inside the refrigerator for something and as I bend over I grind against her, only half seriously. She says “okay we’ve taken this too far.”

My notes say there’s another little side-plot to this dream but I hardly remember a thing about it. There are several different plays that J.S will judge to see which ones he wants to use in some thing he has going on. He proclaims the winner to be some people’s theatrical version of “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.”

Packing my bag, probably not going to need flip flops on a military base but I throw em' in my bag anyways...

My mom walks in the front door with me and we sign in with the front desk for this military camp. There is some banter between my mother and the clerk but I don't pay any attention, Im just looking at my room number "492" and the informational pamphlet on the desk.

walking to my room down a long blue carpeted hallway i get to my room and throw my stuff on an open bed.

They have some random fun games, i think to help people get to know each other. everyone in a circle is spelling out letters one after the other in alphabetical order. when it gets to me i make a "u" by laying down with my legs and arms pointed up towards the celing, everybody laughs.

There is a first night dance party being hosted in some big room down the hall. I go and see some familiar faces like John S, Alexis W, and Mel M. I don't dance with any girls I just enjoy myself some dancin' trying to get other people to follow suit but everyone is timid.

They call everyone out for roll call but i dont realize whats going on untill i go outside and see people are sitting against the walls by their respective rooms, i go to mine but dont see anyone there to count me so i go back to the dance room. when everyone gets back no one dances at first untill some kid decides to break dance a little bit and then i start doing a jig, and everyone comences to dance again.

john tells me i was on duty for dinner clean up and thats why i wasnt counted for roll call and that dinner is almost over and i have to go back and help. so i do after i dance for a little longer. when i get to the kitchen Sean is sitting there eating and we exchange some words before i go talk to an official looking guy to get some instructions, i get bored while im sorting forks and knives and wake up.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

1; High school dream. Gathering outside to a speech.
Bubble.

Went to bed 12:10-12:40
Goals: Detailed recall
7:15 I'm with austin and alexis and we are going to get elder scrolls 5. We are driving in alexis' car, i rem it being very squeaky the entire time, its cloudy outside, this dream is extremely realistic in appearance, the car is old and dark blue kind of grey. I just rem at the end of the drive, austin looks like he is sleeping in the back. We get to the store and austin isnt sleeping anymore, i notice the squeaking of alexis breaks again and consider saying something but i dont. Instead i ask no one in particular if they have their gamestop card, alexis says yes.

We go inside and at first it looks like the fast food place i used to dream about. We head straight for a counter and there is a short girl with curly black hair and a black shirt working there. We tell her we want es5 and i see boxes for it on the counter. They look like collectors edition boxes and they are black with symblos and stuff for the game. When the girl hands it to alexis, i notice the aisles of games, austin is in an aisle. At this point i say, i cant believe we are getting elder scrolls, this must be a dream.

I start doing hand reality checks but they fail one after another. I say it feels like it was just yesterday when we had another 5 months of waiting, i continue rcing with no luck. I rem thinking the girl behind the counter probably thinks im crazy because i keep asking if im dreaming. Didnt go lucid and the dream mustve ended soon cause i dont rem much else/