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In this dream I go in and out of being lucid.

Im at this music festival and I become lucid by noticing the vast amount of stars in the sky (I live in a big city, no stars) as well as shooting stars. All of a sudden riot police show up and start beating up all my friends and I notice my principle among the chaos.

I escape by changing the dream scenario( I have a bad habit of becoming lucid, facing problems and making the scenario disappear instead of manifesting a giant sword or flying away) and wind up at my school. I see this kid (who Ill call John) who is a junkie in real life and he is trying to throw a syringe at me. I duck and try to run away but he gets next to me and stabs me in the shoulder with the syringe.

I freak out and beat the shit out of him and he invites me back to his house to smoke but once we get there we both pull knifes on each other and square off. Suddenly his big brother comes out of nowhere and throws him in the oven but I convince him to take John out after a minute.

I learn it is Halloween and the night is young. We go to Johns friends house to smoke but when we get there a giant robot guard dog jumps over the fence and we run our asses off. We split up and I hide in a mailbox which the robodog destroys but I still get away.

The dream changes again and I am at my deceased grandmothers house and it is Christmas now. 3 old ladies I have never seen before are there and they are stealing all of the presents. I wrestle with the old ladies and tell them to GTFO and steal back the presents. This is when I woke up.

It was a strange and violent dream but it was pretty cool.

This was an extremely graphic and scary nightmare, everything was perfectly clear and felt like waking reality there were no signs of it being a dream. Nothing extraordinary happening except for the plot of the nightmare itself, no paranormal stuff, no flying, nothing. If you don't wanna hear about dead bodies don't read this. I wrote three pages on paper about this nightmare because I was too scared to sit downstairs and type it at the time everything was sooooo vivid and every little detail I could pick up.

Normal Dream
After 8 hours of sleep
Just woke up about 10 minutes before this at the end of another dream

The dream started after my parents left for a vacation to Arizona. I was hanging out with Nicole, Madi, and Nathan. This dream was very ordinary meaning I wasn't able to tell a dream from reality apart, everything was exactly the same as in real life, and it was extremely vivid. I saw my friends faces as clear as day, everything just seemed so normal and real... We got in Nate's new car to drive to my house, but then we decided to stop at a small gas station and get some food and trinkets. I went in their and bought some M&M's the normal kind, I saw that Nicole and Madi were buying little trinkets and the lady at the counter was giving them discounts for them. I decided to buy a little black cat figure, it had fake hair on it, and it was really soft. We got in the car and everyone made fun of me for buying a black cat, even though they all had stupid things with them also


So we drive to my house to have a little party with just the four of us. The house we appeared at was my last house I lived in, it was in Fairwood and on Fairwood Dr. It was an EXACT replica of my old house, everything looked the same I can explain it in detail from just visiting this dream there were no alterations. The kitchen had bright white cabinets with hardwood floors, the dining room connected directly to the kitchen and you could just walk in there from the kitchen, there was a large chandelier hanging in there. There were also fancy dining chairs in there they were made of orangish colored wood and had white cushion seats, we will be talking about this later. If you go the opposite way out of the kitchen you'll go down four stairs and into a large family room with a computer to your left, a large TV further in, and a white cabinet/ bar directly to your right. This area is open so you can see it all from the kitchen. I think Nicole and Madi were drinking but me and Nate weren't. We were sitting in the family room watching a scary movie and then all of the sudden I hear something. There is someone else that got into the house with us...

He had long light brown hair, it went past his shoulders, also it was very curly. He didn't have the most friendly face, he looked angry and yet never said anything. Apparently he was trying to kill us, and he was a murderer. Oh, ya he was also about 6 feet 2 inches tall and almost reached the ceiling. Nate said that he tried to kill Madi and Nicole a minute ago, I didn't see them after this they must have left. I then saw Nate cut the guy in half with something... Blood spilt out and he was laying there cut in half on the dining room carpet on the edge of the kitchen. I could see him from where I was, I was at the bottom of the four stairs looking straight up at them. He wasn't dead yet either, he was whispering something to me that I couldn't make out, his head was decapitated from his body. He still looked fairly calm even with his guts pouring out of his body on the cream colored carpet. I either didn't want to see him suffer or I didn't wish for him to be alive anymore to cause me harm so I walked up there fearfully. I grabbed one of those fancy dining chairs and smashed his head and body in about four times with it. At that point I considered him dead, I had just killed someone. At this point I was at home alone and had no clue what to do, should I dump the body somewhere or call the cops?

The smell was terribly awful, the worst thing I've ever smelt. Rotten eggs, mixed with blood, mixed with puke, mixed with the worst roadkill you could imagine... My head started spinning and I ran into the kitchen and puked red chunks in the sink all over a pile of dishes that were soaking in water, it made me feel a little better. I didn't know how I was going to dispose of this before my parents got home.

Nate finally appeared to me again and asked me why I was freaking out? He said that bodies not real it's just for fun, he then said he will get rid of it, I watched from afar as he grabbed the head by the curly hair and dragged it across the floor outside. I could not see where he took it but he took it outside. He then came in for the body and got that too, my parents appeared home just at that second and the first thing my Mom said was ,"I really hope that isn't real Derrick." In a rude tone like she always does. I answered ," No I promise you this isn't real just calm down." She apparently believed me because no other questions were asked, the dream started to fade right about here. But there were a couple things I saw before I left, the house was very frantic and messy. Pop cans laying everywhere, candy and food boxes. The desk was a mess it looked like that's where we set all of our belongings so we didn't lose them. Everything was perfectly clear, especially the body sized crimson stain on the carpet.

The end

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

May 26, '11: I successfully WILD, but at first the dreams are not very vivid and I wake up a lot, but don't move and re-enter the dream.

I am in the church where I use to go as a kid with my family. The people are standing around, talking like they do after the services.
I see my girlfriend in the lobby. I say to her "Be lucid with me," and I try to get her to realize she is dreaming (I think she is asleep in bed with me, but in waking reality she has gone to work).
She seems to become lucid and I introduce her to some people. My grandmother gets right up in her face and gets a bit intimate. I say that my grandmother isn't usually so gropey.
I say "I don't remember who most of these people are."

The dream fades and then I am in the church lobby again. I am still lucid and I remember the task I wanted to do.

I approach the first person I see. I possibly call him "Joel" and I ask him to hand me the book I asked him to bring. He looks kind of grumpy and doesn't respond. So I go to another person who looks more friendly.
I say "Hi Neal. Would you hand me that book I asked you to bring for me?" He grabs one of the little religious booklets on the wall beside him and hands it to me. I tell him thanks and we shake hands.

The book seems to be about women. I don't bother flipping through it. Instead I approach "Sara" and ask her to give me the book I had asked for. She also gives me a booklet, from her pocket. Then several people start handing me booklets. This is unexpected and I laugh. I note that all the books seem to be about gender. One is titled "Men It." I say "these are fantastic."
Then, for fun, I ask a lady (Sara again?) if she has the key for me. She searches her pockets and says "I have it," but she doesn't find it.

The task was one of KingYoshi's homework suggestions, for his dream control class. http://www.dreamviews.com/f139/optio...-weeks-115901/

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

May 24, '11: I am in a hotel or dorm. There is a girl who is a housekeeper. some people call her to their room. They trick her and burn her face with a hot paper towel roll on a stick.
I get very angry and yell at the guys. I get a long stick and attack one of them with it. I say I am unstable and might kick his ass too much. I flip the guy onto the floor.

Then I am fighting one man. He knows karate and dodges the stick. I lose my stick and try throwing knives at him. He throws a bunch of knives at me. I makes the knives, so he can't run out.
I block and defend myself.
Then I throw other things at him. I throw two bowls that don't reach him. I say they are not aerodynamic.

Then I pretend to have a large gun. I make the sounds and the guy acts like he is hit. He cannot be killed, but it makes him unable to attack me.
I say "Why didn't I think of this earlier?" I shoot him several times and say "I could do this all day. But so could he. Imagine doing this forever. Doesn't that sound fun?" I am being sarcastic.
Everyone there gets tired and give up.

Okay then, this one is a bit of a journey. From the start, this dream was what I refer to as a MAD, or Mild Awareness dream. Basically, I am aware that I am dreaming, so I am lucid, however I would rather be along for the ride and see what my mind produces for a journey, so don't expect me to play maker and take control... I find it more fun this way... Although I will occasionally skip an event to progress the story quicker (an example being at the start of the dream I summon a drink rather than ask for one so that I can get to what someone has to say to progress the dream) As a disclaimer, I am personally an agnostic atheist, and I hope no theists find the content in this dream offensive. It was nothing but a journey, don't take it as me trying to change your views That said, how about we get into it?

Our dream begins, as many do, in a room filled with people. I am aware that we are here for some major purpose, and take in my surroundings. The atmosphere is tense. Some people are chanting in a corner. Another corner sees people praying. A family huddles together. I realise that I am in what was a bar, but is clearly a more important place than just that for tonight. I approach the barkeep, and materialise a drink in my hand. We exchange niceties, and I get an urge to ask him how much I owe him for the drink.

"Money won't be a problem now, will it?" he replies, chuckling and adding "It's on the house mate."

He pours himself a drink and I follow along, not wanting to seem like I don't know what is going on.

"Everything is set to change, aye?"
"Aye."
"What do you think will happen?"
"No clue. It will be an adventure, that's for sure. I might not be religious, but I am holding out for an afterlife."

This piques my interest. Afterlife? I am starting to understand why we are here. Something is going to cause our deaths, I am now certain of it. I continue to play along, I don't want this DC to die thinking his last discussion was with a fool, and a lot can be gleaned from how people reply.

"Still, do you think we might have it quick at least?" I ask him.
"Aye. Guess it was a great idea setting up my pub in the city, it should explode right above us."

I now know there is conflict of some sort, but I am interested in finding out more.

"I'm generally out bush, so I guess I picked the right time to come to town!"
"Aye, I feel for your mates still out there. The fallout would be a worse way to go, I reckon."
"You think?"
"Yeah, at least we will most likely be vaporised. A nuke will do that for you."

I'm growing to like this publican DC. From him I know we are about to be nuked, and will no doubt die quickly. I don't know what part of my psyche he represents, but his words were soothing. I was going to continue talking, when suddenly there was a hush. I turned to the corner where the TV had been, something I hadn't noticed until now. It was now showing the old snowstorm ants, and this clearly worried some. A child cried. I turn to the publican.

"It's begun."
"Aye. That would be Sydney being hit, signal was from their studios."
"What now?"
"Should happen any moment now. Not going to hide from the bastards though. Have at me!"

The publican downs his drink and sprints out the glass doors of the pub, laughing like a madman. I guess the whole world was mad at that point. I took a peek through the door and noticed something that stood out. The streets were... quiet. Films make you think there would either be anarchy or panic... But there wasn't... People seemed resigned to their fate, only tense over when it would come. This touched me, as I was lucid enough to know that my mind sees humanity as having potential to mature in time... Then things changed.

The next set of events happened over a few seconds. The air was filled with a light, a light like one has never seen. I knew this would be the beginning of something immense, I only didn't know what form it would take. Death is something I have experienced in dreams and waking hallucinations, many times, and it is always a different feeling. This one fascinated me... The light didn't surround me like in films, there was no tunnel so to speak. It was to be very different from most dream deaths I have felt.

Things around me disintegrated... At first I thought it was the bomb tearing apart the world around me, that I had erected a dream shield. But then I knew my dream survival instinct hadn't kicked in, and it was a death I was experiencing. Items vanished around me, being replaced by a simple whiteness... It felt like hours but I knew it was only seconds, even in the dream. I decided to stop fighting the sensation, and absorbed myself into the form.

I then felt a tug, a gravitational pull... The only thing I can compare it to is when I threw myself out of a 30ft tall tree (I was young and foolish, don't judge. I landed safely too, only minor bruising )... I gave into this pull, and knew that this death would not see ressurection, reversal, non existance or awakening from the dream. I was on my way to an afterlife

I found myself in a cavern, with no notable features, no high or low temperature, no wind, no moisture but not dry, just an eerily still cavern. I looked around and saw people, although I didn't see them. I saw beings, if I focused on them I could see them, but they were people I didn't know and quickly faded out of my memory. I knew for certain that I was not in any of the traditional afterlife locations, but the closest one I could think of comparing this to would be one of the outer circles of hell, or perhaps purgatory in Abrahamic religions, or an Asphodel Meadows where I retained individual thought. I felt that I may wander in this cavern until I awake from my dream, and I wanted to progress it, so I willed an event, a meeting. I willed a discussion with whatever power controlled the region.

Oddly enough, my opinion of a realistic Satan answered my call. He appeared before me, a being without form or manner, merely existence. I was interested in knowing why my view of Satan was to appear in this version of the afterlife, and willed a responce (sorry, I don't like starting discussions with gods or demons in dreams, I feel a bit awkward about talking without being spoken to ).

"You hadn't finished your work," was the simple response. "Here you may complete your tasks."
"And what were my tasks?"
"Fulfillment of your goals. Attaining peace. Finding an understanding, finding a reality to adopt."
"And how will I find it here?"
"You will exist. You will feel an urge to complete tasks, quests, from the supernatural to the real, comedic, realistic and tragic. You will experience reality and unreality and continue doing things until you finish your work."
"How will I know when I have finished?"
"You will know."
"And what do I do until then? Just, what, stuff?"
"Pretty much."
"Why would I do this?"
"What alternative do you have?"

I couldn't deny the logic in that, and so I dismissed the presence. I wandered for a few hours around the cavern, until I stumbled on a familiar face. It was Catherine, a friend of mine I talk to almost daily in spite of having not seen her for 3 or so years. Unlike the beings I saw before, she was perfectly defined, not like a DC but like a real human. I sat down next to her and put my head in her lap. She started stroking my hair and we just had a peaceful moment. I finally chose to talk.

"Here too are we?"
"Seems that way... Hey, at least we get to catch up again."
"Makes for a pretty sucky date though, I woulda given you better if I could. Hell, you woulda gotten all the Mi Goreng in the world" (there is a running joke that we have that we are so perfectly suited to the other that if we were to have a relationship it would be the greatest the world would ever know. Yes, we are that deep in the friendzone, but back to the dream. The Mi Goreng is also a running joke, suppoesdly the only condition for me to marry her would to be able to keep a pantry stocked with it... We are both students that blow what money we have on flying, me as a hobby and she as setting up her future career - Ed)
"Could be worse. At least we have all the time in the world."
"That we do Cat."

We stay there a few more hours, and somehow end up in each others arms. Nothing romantic, we just... We are. We coexist. We share each other's existance. I finally ask her how she died.

"You weren't caught up in the bombing were you?"
"No, I've been here a few more hours in living time than you, I guess... It's felt like weeks though... My father and I were out driving, just killing time before our time was killed, and we ran off the road. Tree. Quick. Painless. I arrived here, I guess that we young ones have been left here to mature... Bloody oldies, they had the better music, the better laws, and now they get the better afterlife!"
"Hey, am I all that bad?"
"Well, I guess there are plus sides of being left here."
"So what do we do here? Any ideas?"
"Just chill I guess. At least we have our memories. We aren't in pain. No torture like the crazies say. Nothing like that... I've had urges to recover things from other caverns, but I've resisted, I felt like waiting here I might meet someone I wanted to... And those caves looked like they might lead to injury... I think that we can still feel pain here, even if we don't die again."
"Did you though?"
"What?"
"Find someone you wanted to?"
"You're a cheeky bugger, you know that right? Yeah, I found someone"
...
"I'm glad you are here, you've made me a lot happier since you arrived."
"Thanks Cat."

We just went back to holding each other in quiet contemplation. Later on we got up and wandered around for a while, wandered through the caverns, but there was no one who we recognised, so we went back to lying together. We simply held each other until the dream faded out, and that was that.

Throughout this whole thing I was struck by the detail in Catherine's appearance, DCs generally aren't that defined, even DCs that I know real world versions of... I guess that people can theorise why this was as they wish. I was also interested by this form of afterlife, often death leads to me being in a dream state, but experiencing nothing, like I had left existence and could ponder the dream. Other times I am reincarnated in some form, this has led to interesting events (like walking through my grandparents house 5 years before it was even built in reality, with their car that was yet to even be designed in reality in the driveway). This one was odd, in that it seemed that the afterlife was more a side life, a message of some sort, not the traditional symbolism thing, but more a problem solving excercise... Any input is appreciated.

sinemac

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a long dream last night and a bunch of fragments.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm watching two kids my mom takes care of on weekends play around. The boy tickles himself and giggles very loud. My mom tells him to be quiet.

*I'm standing in a room with a door next to me. There's a rocky landscape outside and I quickly head out, take a fist full of stones and go back in. As I inspect the stones, I realise they're beautiful crystals in different shapes and colours. A girl I'm with is amazed.

*I'm on a motorcycle, trying to stop for fuel at a gas station. The bike barely makes it and starts shaking the last bit.

05.10: Gran canaria fight
I'm in a car with Monica and we're going through valleys and up hills to get to our hotel. We're back at Gran Canaria for a second vacation. Suddenly we're at the hotel and I intend to relax in the sauna a bit. I open the door and there's a bunch of old men in there. I close it because I forget something I need to do.

Dream skips. I'm outside, fishing on a wooden dock. There are two Canarians next to me. I get a very small brown fish, it's got sharp fins and I cut myself a bit trying to get the hook out. I make it though and the Canarians are extatic, they want to eat it. I hand it to them. My friend Henrik and some other guy shows up, they start messing with us right away and I refuse to take crap.

I hit his friend in the face and push Henrik so he falls. His friend gets up and throws a bottle at me. I dodge it and try to throw one myself, but it gets stuck on my sleeve. He pushes me towards the edge and I hold on to the railing. Another push and I start falling down towards a road. I land and start limping away. I look back and see the guy chasing me. I throw some rocks and hit him in the head with them, several rocks later he gives up and I make my way up to Henrik again. I slap him in the back of the head. "Make sure you don't get idiots for friends you idiot" I tell him.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Though it was not an amazing lucid and quiet brief, I still had one!


I woke up in bed and instantly thought to myself that it was a dream and I become excited. I remained calm and did a few reality checks - though my vision became dark as if I was getting ready to wake up for real, I did the good old finger through the palm trick and it felt...Weird... It kind of hurt but I could slowly feel my finger tearing away at the skin and sinking through my palm. So much for the painless "Like a ghost" feeling LOL. I looked to my hands butI couldn't see them yet I could feel them moving around in front of my face. I turned onto my beck and looked around a bit and everything was brightly lit and my TV was off. I sleep with it on so that was another giveaway. I did one more check of the hands and realized they were slightly blurry and I had 6 fingers on one hand LOL. I almost lost lucidity then because I didn't realize at first that it was abnormal. I never thought of doing the nose plug check, darn it... As I turned onto my right side, preparing to get up - I made sure to tell myself not to get too excited or I'd wake up. I had to keep cool. I gradually forced myself out of bed with a little struggle; my dream body was starting to become slow and heavy and my vision was blurring and darkening, alerting me that I would be waking up soon so I had to do something. I rubbed my hands together and for once, it actually worked! My vision became a bit more clearer and my body wasn't as saggy. I rubbed my hands some more then opened my bedroom door thinking to myself "Cash cash will be out there!" hoping it would summon them, but no such luck. It was daytime and I began wondering if it was really a dream or not. I kept my focus and wandered into the kitchen where my Brother was making a meal at the stove (What a shocker...) he was making really perverted comments to me and I was highly freaked out. I started noticing a weird..lump in the back of my pants as if I had crapped myself or was wearing a diaper...how odd. I do not remember if I walked out the front door, but I was now on the lawn and thinking about figuring out what was in my pants because it felt uncomfortable. I managed to make it tot he edge of the lawn guarding my Neighbors house before the LD faded into a regular dream.

Definitely nothing special. I was super disappointed that I couldn't use any powers in the LD but I am happy I've finally had one and stayed lucid longer. I am slowly getting there. I am now debating whether I should write up my regular dream(s) or not. I really can't be bothered to right now teehe. I am now noticing that I tend to become lucid during false awakenings.

Dream 1-- Adam Sandler Calls

I am walking down a sidewalk when I get a call from Adam Sandler. We start talking about this new movie that I think is Anger Management 2 because I can see the coverart in my mind and it looks like anger management 1.

I start to basically ask him questions as if it were an interview. I ask him like is Jack Nicholson excited for the role, and he responds that JN doesn't even know about it yet. I ask him what he means, and Sandler responds that JN should like the script and will most likely be on board but he wants to clear it with the producers first.

I ask him if he is going to call it anger management 2, and he says, really smoothly, that it will be called happy time 5. I detect no sarcasm. In my head this changes the cover art and the title that appears on the box.

Dream 2--

I am playing this virtual reality game. I am a cat or a spider, and I am playing with a friend, I think maru. We are in a dark cave, running away from evil panthers. The entrance to the cave is lit, but we get far into the cave where there is this giant mountain and its very dark. A couple of panthers gather near the entrance trying to detect where we are. They stand there, staring.

On the mountain, me and maru are slowly crawling around. There is this minimap feature that shows us how well we are disguised on the mountain. There are a grouping of hexagonal colored shapes that not only depict the topology of the mountain but also our location on it and whether we are well hidden based on the shading of the hexagonal tiles.

Maru is crawling around while I am standing still, clinging comfortably to the side of the mountain. As he crawls, I can see his figure change location on the minimap, slowly moving toward me. Then we ascend to the top, and the game changes based on our decision somehow. Now I can hear the voice of JT but I dont remember what we were saying.

Dream 3--

I am on a beach training to be in the army. There must be 200 other people here at least, and we are in lines of maybe 10. The guy in front is yelling orders at us and shouting general principles of the army.

He tells us to do 10 pushups, I turn around and start doing them fast. I can feel my muscles tense and relax as I go up and down. I actually feel a weight distribution in my chest, which is pretty unique for a dream. There is a fat guy next to me who is struggling pretty bad and I feel the urge to help him but I don't know what to do.

The whole dream, I was imply waiting for orders and following them as fast as possible. I wanted to be the first one done for every mission/task.

Dream - Lucid

I remember getting in the car with Ryan. We were talking and laughing, even though we were broken up. He leaned in to kiss me, and I kissed back. I wasn't sure what to think of the whole situation, but I just went with it. I was happy. I wondered what that meant, if it meant we were back together. We drove somewhere, not sure where.

Then, I was sitting at a table with someone. I was telling them about my friend who just came out as being gay. I was very close to their face and talking very softly. I quickly regretted telling them, because I didn't want his mom to find out. I then told whoever I was talking to to keep it quiet so his mom didn't find out, because he needed to tell her himself.

I then remember being in some house. The sun was going down. When you opened the front door, we were in the air. It was like we were in an airplane. I "remembered" jumping out before with a bunch of other people. It was how we got from one place to another. I knew it was about time for us to jump out again. I remember talking to my dad about it. I had also thought about how everyone else who jumped waited to pull their chute. I pulled it earlier than everyone else did, so it took me a little longer to get to the ground.

Then, it was nighttime. I knew I still was going to have to jump out of the house/plane, even though it was dark. I wondered how I would find my parachute cord. I figured I could just jump out while holding onto it.

I then remember being outside. We weren't in the air anymore. I left through the front door, and outside at the neighbor's house, there was a big dog, a St. Bernard. I remember seeing a piece of paper from my dad, saying the dog didn't have a name, but was only known as "the ex's dog", or something like that. I remember talking to the dog, I don't remember what we talking about, but we were talking. I was petting him as well.

Only a fragment

I was in school with some friends of mine. We were in the school's yard , and me and some of my friends saw D. (CPE) and a few other teachers. The only teacher I remember is our physics teacher , P. We talked to him and he started growing older and sicker as we talked. I remember that at the end he said "Why did I ever get this job". What impressed me was how detailed the place looked. It had everything , grass , teachers in the background , the little table beneath the stairs , and even some coffee and cigarettes!

sleep
lucid
false awakening
i was in a game called battle front II for star wars and as i was fighting i was surrounded and so i spun around and took all of the droids out of my way then my dream spun somehow again lucid i was reading my kindle and my car was driving itself and all of a sudden some one steals the reason it controls it self i reach out the window so itll come back as i was doing this the car headed for some trees. i noticed and reached over the driver seat and turned the car only to go into a trail which lead to some of my associates skateboarding i asked the way to the middle school and then i woke up! wow

I have a suspicion that someone I know is going to try to steal from me. We are hanging out and he is giving me a shaky vibe. He leaves the room but his day planner remains. I look through his planner and see several instances that suggest his plans to rob me. I feel a surge of nervous energy, betrayed and angry. I want to get violent, but at the same time I'm finding it hard to believe that I could be treated like that. I start looking for ways around my living room whereby I can take the thief down without using violence.

I was walking through a house with two other people I am acquainted to. I forget how exactly I became lucid, I was just lucid. And it took me a while to figure out that this was someone else's house. The people who owned it came in the house, and I ran to hide. I went into their basement and heard them following, so I went out the first door I saw. Then, some parts are kind of unclear, but I ended up in their kitchen with them behind me. There was a door there (two, in fact), but they were about two inches on all sides and in the middle of the wall. I turned around, found another door, and bolted out. I was in an alley. Now alone, I decided to fly. I leapt and floated back down. I leapt again and landed on three telephone wires. I climbed onto something (a platform, I guess) and suddenly, the dream switched settings, into the entryway of a house. I wanted to levitate, but suddenly, gravity seemed to shift and I was being pulled forward. The dream melted away from there.

I didn't recall a single dream last night. I thought I was on a roll, too

I can't remember anything. It was storming last night, and I had to move to the basement. Couldn't sleep.