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I was in a elevator looking upwards, I suddenly became conscious and was able to think, feel and move. (Not my head, for some reason). I was able to recall that I wasn't supposed to get to excited or else I would wake up... for some reason I had trouble thinking this, as it would repeat in my head. I got excited anyway, and woke up (I think, or I transferred to another dream because I woke up looking at bolts and screws...). Before that I had a dream that I don't consider lucid, because even though I could control myself, I didn't feel "there". I was in a elevator with a friend, and we just escaped by some midgets with guns, the elevator kept going down (To the midgets) and I wanted it to go up, so I remembered a few tactics from this website. I yelled at the top of my lungs "GO UP! I want to go UP!" "What are you doing? I want to go UP!" "This isn't good enough I want to go UP!" It eventually did, but only for a few seconds, like it was teasing me.

I was extra sleepy today because I've been taking allergy meds, so I crashed at about 15 minutes before 6AM
At 6:30, my daughter came back to my room, complaining of having the crud that's wiped me out. She had a fever so I sent her back to bed. Hopefully, she wont get taken by the State for this one absence!
I went right back to sleep then woke ??? with my mouth full of blood. I had been chomping down on my gum again.
I went right back to sleep again, then my son woke me at 8:50. Someone was at the door. Crap! Was it the State already?
Nope. Just one of the women who work for my hubby. She needed me to sign tax papers.
Now I'm awake for a couple of hours and I remember nothing about my dreams.
The area on my gum looks nasty and it's throbbing *sigh*

Again, bad recall i know this dream was much longer. It was one of the most epic dreams i ever had tho.
I woke up 7:00 or something on auto-pilot, went back to bed for about 2 hours.

The first thing i recall is that i was walking around my house and bombs came from the sky bombing the road in front of our house. There where loads of bombs but i only recall one particular one that bombed a Transport wagon for some kind of company.

Later in the dream a KLM airplane crashed in the closed parking space behind my backyard.. I think there was no background scene until i looked at it later the place where normally stands a Christian church looked like some kind of evil landscape with loads of small houses . Reminded me of the Dark ages.

I'm not sure what happened.. i think it was a truck but i could be wrong but some solid object started to transform , grew bigger. until what ended up looking like a 8 meter tall witch creature with BIG dark wings. It seemed to came right at me. Last thing i recall is that i woke up 1 minute before my alarm is set to go. Right awake, very tired.

Lucidity: 9/10 (maybe better!)
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~20-25 Min. (longest since 4/15/11)

When I was about to do something as soon as I became lucid I remembered how to make my lucid longer. So I did that. Then after I rubbed my hands, felt the ground, and smelled the air. I started to feel and notice a lot more things just like the tutorial said it would. So I started off small and started playing around lightly. I saw my shadow and saw that it was going crazy so I gained control of it and made my shadow how it is supposed to be. Then I just walked around for a while. Then I was in my house and was still lucid. I was trying to think of multiple reasons of why I was dreaming. I noticed that I had two of the same video cards and the box for it which I haven't seen in years. Then my brother, or somebody, wanted me to do something and then left. I immediately left after he did. Then all of a sudden it became kinda like a story. I killed someone, on accident, and I had to do something for them. I was in a hospital and the doctor asked me how she died. I was about to tell him when my friend dragged me out of the room. He was kinda mad. The only way I could possibly help the person I killed was to Lucid Dream. So this is my longest lucid ever. I had a team and I need them in order to complete my task. It was Kaleb, Ramone, and some other people that I didn't realize. So I found a bunch of glass that looked like it was from Minecraft so I broke it and jumped down. When I got down, almost immediately, some guy showed up and pointed at the sky and said "look, look at the stars! See how there glowing and bright? Their doing the burial of your body." It was a wonderful experience to experience something like that, especially in a lucid. I felt like I had died, and was on my quest to heaven. I asked him "do we have a time limit?" He said "yes." We had to finish the quest before our bodies died. Then he showed me a demonstration of how we were lucid dreaming this long. He was controlling our bodies, making them do what they would do if we were awake. Then he said "now, let's do something fun!" He pointed at the sky and made the scenery behind him completely change. We were to find some objects to help us on our quest. All I wanted to do was sell them rather than use them. But my friends kept me from doing that. Then it was kinda like Halo and I was running around with Halo-like weapons shooting skinny blue aliens and such. I felt like I was on computer. I was in a house and then I saw Sara so I thought "as always, I will end this lucid dream with some lucid sex." Then a timer showed up and said 19:19.19 minutes or something, I was like "cool, a timer. Now it will make it easier to find out how long I've been dreaming!" Then I woke up and remembered my very vivid and lucid adventure.

Well they say there's a first for everything, and last night I actually achieved lucidity before 4AM (which is unheard of in my case). My memory was rather vague upon waking. I recall it being longer than my average lucid, but I only remember it from a certain point onwards.

Anyway:

Lucid = orange

It's day time, and I'm walking past the Westlands Airfield bit (it would be classed as an alley-way if there were buildings either side of me, instead of fencing). When I emerge, there's no cars. I'm standing on the road with the intentions of fulfilling one of my goals, which is to find a computer and use it to tap into my memories, and I knew there would be one at my house, which I wasn't too far from. (I read somewhere here that somebody had been able to do that via google in a lucid).
To get there quicker/more chance of staying lucid, I call for my dream guide. I then see a heavily armoured DC with a single horn on his head, coming towards me in the distance. Again, it was a completely different person, and the fact he looked awesome was almost too good to be true. I approached him and asked if he was my dream guide. He nodded, and then corresponded to my wishes before, turning himself into an armoured rhino with me riding on top, taking me to my house.
I don't remember how long I had been lucid at this point, but I do remember thinking before/after calling for my guide that this lucid had lasted considerably longer than usual, and I was having absolutely no difficulty seeing, talking, or anything, like I sometimes do - everything was perfectly clear.
When we arrive at my home I thank him, and then ask if there's any way he could bestow better memory upon me, so that I could record all of my lucid upon waking. He said he couldn't do this, and instead left me a parting gift: A duplicate of my bike with a few extra lights on the front, which were extremely powerful. I can't remember the reason why he did this, but it obviously had some use to me.
He then dissipated before my eyes, leaving me standing on my own with 2 bikes.

I thought I had woken up at this point, somehow going into a dream state on my way home (and sleepwalking). It seemed kind of strange, that concept I mean, and I decided to do a reality check just to make sure. I held my nose shut, and found I could still breathe through it. For some annoying reason, I took this as a sign that I was awake and didn't register the fact I had just succeeded with a reality check. I also thought that this extra bike was some miracle, as a dream remnant had stayed with me, even upon 'waking', although I was worried about how I would explain this phenomenon to my parents, and that they would think I had stolen it or something.
I then proceeded to put both in the garage. For a second I hesitated and figured I should dump the other bike off somewhere else to avoid suspicion, but then I dismissed that and just put them both in. I then hear motorbikes and see Mike & Wilson coming down the drive. It's night time now and I want to get some work done before I go to bed, so I have to tell them to come back another day.

Note: The next bits are fragments from before I was lucid, still in the same dream, I think.

I'm at school in the upper school hall and some guy is starting on me for no reason. I confront him fully, but he just hits me a few times. I don't give a damn as it doesn't hurt and continue to tell him how pathetic he is for doing this, since I've done NOTHING to him.

I'm running out of the upper school hall, not out of fear, but because I want to do something elsewhere. I'm kind of paranoid that people will mistake that for me running away from him, however.

I've got some long nose thing which I'm gonna use to take the piss outta this guy who started on me. Then some of his cronies (they're quite big) are about to come out the door, so I need to find a place to hide. My friend Niall is just about to go into the toilet at this point, so I figure that's the best place to go. However, the cronies try to get in (unaware that I'm there) so I quickly lock the door and hide in the disabled bit at the back of the room, hoping that Niall will then make an exit and they won't know the difference.

I'm on my bike about to leave the premises and go home. I need to go uphill though some people. They're kicking a ball around and it flies past me. I stop and try to kick it back but it goes the wrong way.

This next bit is from my last dream, some hours later:

I'm in some random place with a large group of people. We're hunting a type of something (I think), or just trying to defend ourselves from an attack. We all have guns. People in the group keep getting attacked by ravenous wolves, losing limbs as a result. It almost happens to me at one point; I'm out of ammo and one is charging towards me, about to strike. Somebody yells ''Kick it in the face as hard as you can, you've got nothing to lose!'' so I try. I can't move, I think I'm done for. Then somebody jumps in front of me and takes the hit, losing his leg.

Later on the group gather up. I ask if anybody has any ammo, and somebody hands me more than 2 times the amount I need. I'm seriously grateful and load my gun, putting the rest of it into the bag. My friend Ash then says ''Well, I'm gonna stick with you then!''

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I sat at a small dining table in "my apartment." My friend H sat across the table from me. The table was narrow, and the room was kind of drab. The walls may have been some kind of dull green, and the only other thing in the room may haved been a bed.

H was being really mean to me. It seemed to be because she was in a bad mental state. I figured this was because she had been talking to her old boyfriend, C.

I got really mad that H had let herself get mixed up with C again. I stood up and leaned all the way across the table, getting into H's face. I said, "Are you talking to C again?" H may have given some kind of non-verbal confirmation.

I sat down and leaned back in my chair. I said, "Get out of here, you disgusting b---h."

H stood up and headed for the door, upset and in a really scattered state of mind. She had brought a couple of bags worth of stuff to my house. I told her as she was leaving to take her stuff with her. But she wasn't listening to me.

I took the stuff and sat it outside the door. H was already heading down the stairs. I yelled at her that I was leaving this stuff outside of my apartment, so she better come pick it up. But she didn't listen.

I went back inside my apartment. I was a little worried for H's stuff, but I wasn't going to bring it back into my place. I went back into the bedroom. I figured that I would go away somewhere, take a few days in another town. That way I could make some kind of final separation from H.

I found two small items of H's still in my room. One was a small, padded manila envelope with some kind of Japanese writing on it. Another was a thick card that looked like its backing was made out of manila envelope paper. This card had Japanese writing on it as well, something like an advertisement for a destination or some kind of clinic.

I looked into the envelope. It was full of medicine and inhalers. But it also had something which I couldn't see clearly, but which reminded me of a box of condoms. It seemed clear to me from this that H was messing around with C again, which was definitely bad news and something I wasn't willing to be a part of again.

I got really worried about H's stuff outside. I was afraid it would get stolen, because it seemed like the people in my apartment were really crooked. But I just didn't want to have anything to do with H anymore.

For some reason, I called H to tell her that I was going on a trip somewhere, but that I found two more packages of hers at my place. I'd just mail these packages.

At some other time I got a phone call from H. I imagined that she would ask me where the bags were that she'd left at my apartment. I imagined that I'd have to tell her they were gone by now, if she hadn't come back to get them. I imagined that she'd be mad.

Dream #2

I was sitting in a kind of small bedroom, which may actually have been a studio apartment or a dorm room. I sat on the bed, with my back against the wall and my legs partly off the side of the bed.

A mother stood with her back to me. She had two daughters, both of whom were young, one of whom may have been about eleven or twelve years old. Both girls stood with their backs to me as well, and in front of their mother.

The mother was acting as if she were driving a car somewhere. It really was like she was driving a car and taking us somewhere. It was like the girls were in the front seat and I was in the back seat. The younger sister looked back at me. I smiled at her in a kind of flirting way.

The younger sister got interested in me and sat down on the bed next to me, on my left side. She was blonde, and she wore a red and black or pink and black flannel jacket and blue jeans. She may have looked older that eleven, maybe even in her late teens.

At some point I may have laid my hand on her leg. She held my hand. I felt really excited. I thought I might try to make another move. But I then thought, Isn't this wrong? I'm a lot older than this girl. She's really young. I shouldn't be getting romantic with her like this.

The older sister now wanted a little attention as well. She sat on the bed, to her sister's left. She had tan skin and brown hair. She wore a short, white, satiny dress that looked like a Chinese-style skirt-dress. She was really sexy, but I wasn't incredibly interested in her.

The girls had to go somewhere. They said they'd be back. I was kind of glad to see them go -- I was a little freaked out that I had been making moves on an eleven year old girl. But before the older sister left, she said she and the mother would have the younger sister come back into the room so she could be alone with me.

I was really excited about this. I thought, Well, if they think it's okay, then it must be okay! I lay down, stomach down, on the bed. Somehow I realized that the situation was different from what I'd thought it had been. There were a few people coming to this room in a while. There was going to be a party, probably with old friends of mine from college.

I may have walked into the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom, one of my old college friends' mothers walked into the room. She was nice-looking, older, skinny, blonde. She wore a form-fitting, dark blue sweater and dull, blue slacks. She had something like dry cleaning in her arms. She folded the dry-cleaned clothes over a chair at the dining table.

The woman and I spoke politely, but it seemed to me like I wasn't classy enough to be a satisfactory friend for the woman's child, and that somehow the woman was restraining her disappointment in me.

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lucid

dreamed that i was hanging out with my friend lisa. we were driving around in my old white firebird i had just got it out of the shop and it was in perfect shape. it had a new inspection sticker on it and the guy had even made it into a convertable. we stopped past my grandmother's apartment because lisa told me we had to get some weed off of someone. her connection was one of my grandmother's old co-wokers from GM. the lady handed me a joint and said " well you can't smoke this you'll get drug tsted at work" and i said " no i am fine this is just a dream" and started smoking the joint. she gave me another one for the road. lisa told me to stash it for later becuase someone was stopping by to get their share of the weed and they would want to smoke it with us. I offered her some of the joint, she smiled at me gave me a kiss and said no it would not be good for the baby then i woke up. i went right back into the dream but i could not get lucid again . we were driving in my car again and there were some of our friends in front of us we were going past some dam to go hang out in the park near it

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I had a long dream tonight, and I was lucid in it too.

I am in a room in school, alone. It is a common room, with a television and lots of books on shelves in it. I take off my heavy clothes and sit down on the sofa, put a blanket on me and start watching TV. First there is a commercial about Karstadt and FR, he acts as if he was very famous. He has long, black hair. Then there is a program about wrestling, but the fighters are jumping around on a trampolin-like field, and trying to hit each other. I start wondering about my situation, and I decide to stop watching TV, put my clothes back on and tidy up the room, I would be in trouble if someone saw me like this. Inthe process of tiding up, a few of my old friends from school (I think it were JS and KD) came in and told me that the room is clean enough now. A bit later, PT comes in and starts to change his clothes. I see him naked, and notice that he has a second pair of genitals placed in the middle of his chest. First I am shocked by the weirdness of this. Then, I start thinking: "Well, he would be able to satisfy two women at the same time like this. But wait, it wouldn't be possible to shake his chest like a waist, so his ability is kinda limited. But what if he lies down on the ground?..." PT has finished changing clothes already, and settles down in the room. I go outside and meet my brother, I ask him about PT's situation. He tells me that it is a rare kind of cancer, but it isn't harmful. I walk back to the room, and ask PT about the disease. He says I should not worry about it.
I say he shoudn't worry about it either, because we are in a dream. He gets what I am saying, but cannot quite believe it. I try a Kamehameha, but it doesn't work. Then I try to demonstrate my Ganondorf-style hovering, but it doesn't work either. The dream is very vivid. I try to push my left index finder through my right palm, but feel like waking up in the process.
PT and my wake up in the common room. It has too beds now, but it is still the same room in school. I ask him if he was in the dream with me. He says yes, but adds that he cannot remember anything, he only has the general feeling that something happened. My excitementfalls a bit, because I was about to tell him that this proves shared dreaming. We decide to go back to sleep.
I feel that I am in the same dream again. PT is with me. We are still in the room, it is a bit brighter now because sunlight is entering through the windows. The dream is even more vivid, the books on the shelves all have diferent colors, most of them are blue, green or red. A big table is in the middle of the room, NG and JT are sitting on chairs beside it. But first I talk to PT: "We are back." He responds "Suddenly I remember everything." I take a seat at the table and start talking to the two girls. "This is a dream" I say, NG is shocked at first and starts wondering, JT is kinda indifferent to it. I try to prove it to them by pushing my left index finger through the table, but I fail at first. After pushing it succesfully through my palm, I try again and manage to do it with some effort. The area where my finger enters the table is now liquid, but the table manages to hold its shape. I can move my finger around and draw lines, and cause waves. JT snaps and yells "Wow, look what he's doing!" I draw a smile in front of NG, which throws her out of thoughts too. "Everyone knows now" is my thought, and I leave them alone. I am amazed by the vividness of the dream, and even more amazed by the length. I realize that the awakening with PT was a dream too. I wonder what time it is in real life, I remember when I woke up last. My mistake, I feel the sensation of being in bed and feel like waking up.
Me and PT wake up again in the room. Now PT is really uptight and takes out his laptop. He checks the internet connection, he has none. I get his flow of thoughts, he thinks that this shared dreaming needs a medium which is able to connect on long distances. "Shared dreaming doesn't work like that, don't bother investigating."

Never was lucid this long, felt like 20 minutes. The whole dream felt like it was an hour, and I know there is more I don't remember before the TV part. I still cannot remember a single word that was said, only the general idea of the sentence. Also, it is really hard to ignore physical laws when the dream is too vivid and the setting is too normal.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

I'm in Bad Company 2 again, on Isla Innocents at the first base.

I'm on the ground in my transport helicopter waiting for a gunner to come into it and help me. Someone finally came into it and I took off. It was a girl wearing pink. I remember thinking that she isnt that hot- but she will do. We move towards the first base and I get read for her to start shooting out my right side. When we actually get to the Island, I realize that there are no enemies. In order to blow up the base, I have to untie her shoe. I start to untie it and gunfire starts to hit the side of the heilo.

Alarm clock goes off and I wake up. Pretty weird dream.

2nd Dream:

This dream skips around a lot- but I will try to keep up with it.

I'm in the city (I dont really know what city, I've never been here IRL). It's night time, and I'm with my friend Stephen in a parking lot, along with my Spanish teacher from school. We are looking for a place to park are car without having it get broken into. The parking lot is small, I would say about 30 cars are in it. It is elevated above the main street to the left, and has trees on the left side of the parking lot (but I can see buildings just a few feet farther than the tree's. Mr. Teacher says that people could easily break in from here so we should find another place to park it.

We are driving down the road looking for places, still. We decided that we should bring it to a place where you have to pay $10 for parking. People who want stereos wont pay $10 to get into that area. We find a parking lot for a video theater, but Mr. Teacher says that people would pay $10 for stereos because they could sell them for more than $10 and make the money back.

We end up in some underground place that looks almost like a subway station. There is a place on the right that I think would be a good place to park the car, but once again the idea gets shot down. There are some futuristic looking doors on the left that open by moving into the wall. Everything in this place is white, and the doors are a light blue color. It is kind of crowded, also.

3rd Dream:

I'm playing some kind of weird video game. I am in third person view while in a tank. Everything looks pixelated and fake. I press a button somewhere inside of the tank and it lifts off of the ground and starts to fly. My friend max says "whoa, you cant do that in real life". I continue to fly, and start to fly forward. I can see I am flying over other tanks that are hard green colored (compared to my light green colored tank). I see a red tank, so I set my tank down and start to fire at its back. It turns towards me and I start to circle around the tank while flying and shooting at it. It hits me once more and my tank blows up.

The first thing I remember is walking through an abandoned school. I can tell it's a school from the slightly moldy, but still identifiable posters everywhere that have the alphabet and other grade school concepts on them. The building itself is in an odd state of disrepair, with some sections being totally ruined and overgrown with moss and roots that don't seem to go anywhere, and others being pristine and flawless. From the windows that line the hallway I'm walking through, I can see that it's raining outside, and lightning flashes intermittently. There is a smell of rotting meat that pervades the entire complex no matter where I go.

I'm dressed in my grandfather's flight jacket from WW2 with a white scarf wrapped around my neck. In my right hand there is a silver .357 magnum, and I can feel fistfuls of bullets in my jacket's pockets. A long knife hangs in its sheath on my left side, and I constantly find myself resting my left hand on it. Finally, there is a small bag slung over my shoulder, and I can hear some objects banging up against each other as I walk, but I don't check what's in the bag just yet.

I continue walking for some time, always checking over my shoulder every few minutes. However, out of nowhere, all the doors in the hallway open up and the undead begin to pour out of them in huge numbers. Their faces are rotting and green foam forms around the jagged teeth in their mouths, their clothes ragged, and their fingers all end in black, bird-like talons. They begin to shriek in one continuous cry as they begin to charge at me by climbing walls, crawling on the ground, and jumping from the ceiling to the floor. I quickly raise my gun and fire off a single shot into the horde in front of me. The gun is much more powerful than it might seem, as the mere act of firing the gun shatters all the glass around me, and the bullet's force rips through every monster in front of me at once. I then turn and dispatch the undead behind me in the same manner.

This proves to be a useless act, though, as more begin to charge down the hallway behind me, so I take off, running to a stairwell. After quickly climbing the stairs, I drop the bag I had down the stairwell and shoot the bag as soon as it hits the floor. The bag explodes and destroys the fragile staircase, and the rubble blocks the horde from chasing me any further.

This new floor is not much different from the first aesthetically, but now I begin to check each room. In the first six rooms, there is nothing but ruined classrooms, but in the seventh, I see the woman-in-red sitting at a desk. This time, her hair is tied up in a ponytail, and she's wearing a Catholic school girl's uniform with a red sweater-vest and white stockings. Her red eyes meet mine, and she smiles and gives a small wave, after which I close the door.

All of a sudden, I feel the hairs on the back of my head stand up and I impulsively duck and roll away. The place where I was standing is suddenly torn apart by the claws of what appears at first to be a wolf-man in ripped clothes. However, as the wolf-man turns to me, I can see that it's actually my best friend. While her face and body seem human, many periphery features such as her ears and the color of her eyes are a wolf's instead. In addition, her fingernails are sharp claws, she has pointed canine teeth, and a tail swishes back and forth behind her.

She lunges at me again, and I respond by shooting four shots at her. She is able to dodge these bullets, and knocks my gun aside. We then begin to strike at each other, her with her claws and I with my knife for some time until I'm able to knock her to the ground with a tackle. I then jump over her prone body, snatch up my gun and frantically begin to reload it as she gets up and begins to howl in fury. At the last instant, I finish loading the gun and point it at her just as she slashes at my throat. I can feel the sharpness of her claws on my neck as I pull the trigger, and muzzle flash and crack from the gun is the last thing I'm aware of before I wake up.

I cant sleep!
Every single night for the past 2 or 3 months I wake up randomly, at least once, like right now. Its 2:38amAnd I get this really bad anxiety, I was looking into getting on some medication for sleep, but my mom disagrees. Does anyone have advice on this?

Well technically this aint my second dream, but after a very long time of not remembering a dream, I finally remembered one again. I also woke up after a dream and that hasn't happened to me in ages... However its still only a very small fragment...

Dream:
I was playing a game called sword of the new world. I had three characters. A scout, fighter and grace bernelli, so when i went to set them up somewhere where they could fight, my scout died instantly because i forgot to equip him with things. But somehow I revived him and then gave him armour and my characters were fighting. Suddenly I went to another character and then i wanted to put them in the same place but on another channel. When i was at the same place I noticed a lot people standing there. Like real life people and just when i wanted to change channel to put my characters with my others, I found myself in the game. I was walking around and then I saw one of my Asian friends M. I was like hiiii and the she hugged me and apparently it was nearly new year?? So she said something like :Sinashh. Which was supposed to be happy new year in Japanese. Her friends circled around me and were like yeaa and you need to pronounce the last s as shh. Then I tried and I succeeded. Afterwards I woke up.

I scribbled some words on my notebook so I would remember my dream. Afterwards I saw something green in my eyelids and I started getting afraid of going into Sleep paralysis. I so much wanted to try doing DEILD however I watched Scream 4 before and I'm not that much of a horror person. I tend to reflect everything to me and after reading a thread about people entering SP and then seeing things, I was too afraid to try.. Well next time better!

This dream that I faintly remember took place in a third-person view. It was a bunch of people inside a tomb that had no entrance or exit except through a portal in a pit. The room itself was a basic square with a pit in the center that had sand in it. The pit had a floor of sand and apparently housed some coffins of famous heroes. Surrounding the pit perimeter on the second level, there were four statues placed at each corner that resembled the grim reaper and a small rail to prevent people from falling in. On the second floor, the walls each had iron doors leading to rooms that resembled some sort of prison cell. If you opened one, a bunch of demons would come out and try to kill you. So as these people opened each door to find the key to open the portal, demons poured out each and every one. A few got injured, but not severely. It wasn't until they finally opened the last door and found the key that some demons materialized at the four statues and looked exactly like the grim reaper. The portal instantly opened and the people rushed towards the portal, all while the reapers started swinging their scythes and flying at them. They all escaped, but the room almost stayed exactly the same. The bright orange lights that once lit the room now changed into a bluish color and the tombs developed vines all over the place. The sand had also turned to grass and a large natural door appeared at one of the walls in the pit. I say "natural" because it looked like a cavern entrance made from the erosion from water.

I suppose attempting to "de-stress" myself has worked a little. xD
I know for certain though I had another dream after this, it's just that I can't seem to remember. :/
Well! I gotta say, I'm looking forward to the weekend!

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