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Fail.

I remembered to set my WBTB alarm...but I forgot to actually turn it on...so of course I didn't wake up at the appropriate time to make a WILD attempt. Oh well...at least I was able to remember a couple dreams, and this time after I had already gotten up and things were against me remembering them at all!

Dream 1: I was in a mix of Bioshock and Mass Effect. Geth were attacking (I guess I should be giving them more validity as a dream sign if the buggers are going to keep showing up...I haven't even played Mass Effect in a while, but for some reason Geth have been everywhere lately!) and everyone in the facility was defenseless. I was being chased by one of the machines when I dove around a corner and hid behind a pile of crates. The Geth fired at me as I fled, but missed and instead took out one of the crates on the top of the pile. I covered my head as debris and the objects inside the crate came crashing down, but managed to remain silent, so the Geth moved on down the hallway without noticing my hiding place.

Once I had opened my eyes again, I saw what had fallen out of the broken crate: plasmids. I picked up the first one and saw the Electro Bolt symbol on it, then took a deep breath and injected it into my arm. It felt very realistic...and the DNA re-writing process felt weird, too. A rush of body heat, increased clarity of vision...and finally, a lot of little lightning bolts coming from my left hand. Encouraged, I also grabbed an Incinerate and stuck it in my pocket, but didn't inject it.

The Geth that had tried to kill me was still in sight down the hall a ways, so I jumped out of my hiding place and with a yell I let out a bolt of lightning right on the blasted thing. Being mechanical, the electricity instantly shorted out the Geth's hardware and made it fall to the ground, useless.

Unfortunately, I had been a bit too quick to jump out and attack. Now everyone knew where I was, and a million Geth began slowly advancing down the hallway from the opposite direction. I tried to shoot out lightning once again, but this time it only flickered faintly in my hand; I couldn't produce a real bolt. I desperately pulled out the Incinerate plasmid as I backed down the hallway one step at a time. I tried to use pyrokinesis, but I barely generated enough heat to create viscosity in the air.

"Uh oh."

I turned and ran back for the crates then as a million bullets flew at me. Somehow I managed to reach safety before any of them hit.

"Hypo, hypo, where's an EVE hypo?!" I said to myself as I searched through the other crates.

Finally I found one, stuck it in my arm, and I was able to emit a burst of flames from my hand. I jumped out from hiding and began spraying fire at every Geth I could see. The realism of the fire was awesome; the hallway and Geth were all made of metal, and they appropriately blackened or glowed orange-hot, not to mention the light simply reflected in a very accurate and detailed way.

I woke up sometime around then.

Dream 2: I'm low on time, so I'll have to keep this one short. I was basically seeing a replay of a memory from one of my filming jobs. At first things were accurate, but then the wrong music started to play in the background.

"Wait a minute, that's not right..." I thought to myself. "I didn't choose this music!"

I didn't go lucid, though, I just figured someone else had made a last-minute change. But then other things started being different than they were supposed to be, and I couldn't ignore them as easily.

"This just isn't right! What's going on here?"

Then someone tapped me on the shoulder and told me to get ready, because we would all have to leave in 18 minutes.

I started to head out and get my things together, but I kept an eye over my shoulder, wondering what was going on. Then...SMACK! I ran right into the doorframe because of my carelessness.

I woke up with my nose bleeding...probably coincidence. This isn't the Matrix, after all.

So I finally got a good nights sleep and I remembered four dreams. I only managed to write down three of them, however.

I'm in some kinda wal mart and I am trying to be nice to this guy and group of people that all play this game together. For some reason they are mean and I manage to stGe a fKe funeral for them. So I do and trick everyone until this guy that looks like Jake k. comes in. He's part of the grpup I tricked people about. So I immediately sprint off down an aisle to try and get away but he keeps popping up. He seems almost chill about the whole thing but I know he's mad and can't let him catch me. I go diving outta these steel truck bay doors and take this huge jump and i go flying through the air. Right before I do I see a stack of kids toys that toys geared towards liberals. Then I go sliding out the truck door and taking a huge jump. Right as I jump I hear some more conservative style folks talking crap about what I did. And now I'm flying through the air and everything is smaller. I hear someone mention something about soldiers and then I start to land.

I'm hanging out now in front of a house right across the street from a basketball court. It's getting dark out but I don't care. I call my friend Austin and ask him to come over and play ball with us (and I don't know who 'us' is). So he shows up and then I wake up

or some reason I'm driving over to where I assume my buddy Austin lives. I get there in time to see another friend go inside. I follow him inside. The house is cluttered and two stories. There is stuff everywhere. Austin comes down the stairs and tells us to follow him upstairs as he has a treat for both of us. We follow and for some reason I'm suddenly holding two bowling balls. One I really did used to own and the other I'm not sure where I found/got it. It was jarring enough that I think I came close to lucidity.

I recalled one long dream last night, but it was really weird. PM me if you really want to know lol, it was bad, it as just weird.

I am at a christian meeting, I like everyone there, but i cannot agree with them over their views on homosexuals This leads to friction and a tense atmosphere...the dream is blurry but i can remember being in a room with a lot of christian propganda and the passage by leviticus ( dont know if this is real or created ) which states a man and another man should not be together.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I dug up this entry from a slightly older dream journal.

This was one of my first induced lucid dreams, and the first in which I ate food.

I was at the end of a mall-like area, the flooring was tile and the entire room was rectangle-shaped, with a large square archway leading to the rest of the mall. I looked through the archway and saw stores, signs, and a pale blue bench in the middle of the aisle.

At that moment, I realized I was dreaming and started freaking out, but I stayed calm enough to keep myself in the dream. I decided to start small and work on dream control, so I figured I'd start by eating something of my choice. I looked around for a few moments and then looked to the side of the room. There was now a small cafe there with a large glass display in the front, and the door was open. I walked inside and smelled coffee, chocolate, and something like band-aids. There were round glass tables with the curly legs, and polished wooden bar stools for sitting. Right before looking at one of the tables, I said, "there'll be a large piece of chocolate cake". When I looked at it, there was a white plate with the cake on it, as well as a fork beside it.

I took some of the cake and ate it; it tasted like chocolate liqueur and Godiva chocolate, and the icing was very smooth.

I started off in a dream with KA. We were at our new school, and trying to figure out the way around. We were going to all these "sample classes" to see what it would be like.

After our first few classes, we started to go home. My mom was there. There were a ton of buses. The building was mostly glass with grey beams. For some reason my mom told me to go on a different bus that apparently went down my street. Her and KA went on a different bus.

I had no clue where the bus was going. I got off at some random stop in the middle of nowhere. It was a grey day outside. The grass around me was dark green. Sort of gloomy. I started to walk a bit along the road to where my house's road should be.

I found myself at a little restaurant or plaza. I asked a nice young couple if they knew where my street was. They pointed at a direction. I followed it, and found a bus stop on that street. Then my mom was suddenly there, telling me how happy she was that I had found my way.

In the next dreams, I was lucid. I was in a stark white room. It had a few big steps to use as benches, a metal rail in the middle of it, and some smaller steps on the side. I examined the place in my dream, noting that everything was white but the metal rail, the door hinges which were bronze or silver, and some of the doors which were an ugly pale flesh pink.

I was with KA in this room. Somehow I was convinced that she might be a DC, so I proceeded to persuade her that this was a dream. I started telling her so, and after the first few tries she realized, in shock, that she was dreaming. I told her to plug her nose and breathe through it. Then she walked over to a window and looked at the city below; it was pretty, unlike one we'd ever seen.

Then I started summoning people. Looking at the door in that white room, I said,
"I summon... someone totally RANDOM!!!!" while throwing my hands toward it.

BE, of all people, came through the door. I chuckled. He walked in hastily, looked at us, and mumbled something that included a lot of swearing. Me and KA laughed hysterically. I can't remember exactly what we did after that.

Then, I was in the room again. It seemed like a day had passed, and this was actually a different dream in a different night. Me and KA were there again. I summoned a random person at the door again, and JU came out. I was glad. I talked to him, but I don't remember much of it. Afterwards, he said he was ashamed that he didn't realize who I was.

Then, in the "third night", me and KA were walking around our old playground. We were trying out lucid powers. I remember one part where we were running, but I couldn't run fast enough with the dream gravity, and so I just put out my hands and started hovering forward. Then I decided to try out some magic, but I couldn't bring up any fireballs or elemental things. However, I could take out "guns"; if I made my hand into the shape of a pistol, and made a "pow!" sound while pretending to shoot it, it would actually shoot. I then used my air machine gun again, and invisible bullets shot my targets. Me and KA laughed about it. I was a little disappointed that I couldn't do anything cooler than guns though.

In another dream, I was in the mafia, apparently as the hoe. We were in the building of some important person. They were carrying out their plan to assassinate him. They told me to go in and give him a gun that they gave me to distract him. I took it through the large glass door and put it on his desk.

I heard a gun shot, and the bullet hit something beside the man. He cursed and called for security. I then decided to get on his good side and recommended that he ducked. As I saw security come down, they were just normal people dressed in beige clothes.

"Don't security people usually have guns n' stuff?" I asked, feeling it was a sort of childish question.
"No, no," the guy responded.
"Well then, how are they gonna defend themselves at times like this?"

But that dream faded there.

In the next and final dream, I was playing MXL with a random person. We were just killing random stuff when some level guy popped into our game. He started saying that he wanted a rush and whatnot. I told him that it was boring to rush since there was nothing to do afterward. The guy scoffed at me and left.

Then I was out of the game, and decided to make a new one, but I accidently made it private. I then realized my friend wouldn't be able to join, and so I quit that one, apologized, and made another public one. Can't remember what happened after that, and then it ended.

Edit: suddenly remembered another fragment.

I was looking through the fridge and saw my mom's bag of Maltesers. I was really hungry and I asked her if she wanted them since she hadn't eaten them forever. She told me not to eat them because she wanted them and I already had one. I shook my head in frustration. The only other thing to eat was a giant slab of dark chocolate, which was really nasty in large quantities. I closed the fridge door and looked for something else to eat.

Notes:
- Weird that I can't summon stuff like elements, but I can summon guns. I've never been a sci-fi fan, but a big fantasy fan.

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18.08.2010

Security War (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

I battled wits with my good friend and RA, as he tried to use the knowledge he gained during his internship to lock me out of the school's system, while I used my own summer experiences to subvert his plans and bypass his security blocks; by winning the inevitable arms race, I eventually won the entire war.

I was at a party for "inventors". Each person wore a costume that he or she invented. The costumes each had a special function unique to the others. I don't remember what I was, but I remember how my costume zipped up so tightly it was hard to move my arms. I had a large thing on my head. I believe the function of my costume was speed. I might have been a small ice cream cone for all I know.

I left the party and walked down the road. Behind me I saw someone following me...Who was that? Taking a closer look I saw it was someone else in a costume. Their costume was green and had a large afro. I kept walking down the road until the guy in the green costume had finally caught up to me. He pushed me to the ground.

"Hi!" He said.

"...Hi?" I responded...Trying to get up. It was pretty hard considering I couldn't move my arms well.

"You're it!" He said, tagging me. Ok this was so not fair. I needed to unzip my costume if I was going to play this game and I couldn't unzip it seeing as I couldn't move my arms that far!

"Wait! Unzip me!" I said. He came back and unzipped my costume so I had a little more leeway for my arms. Before he could run away I tagged him. We played Tag for awhile until we came to a hilly, grassy area. We sat down on the hill. Beneath us people were fighting. He showed me how we could control the people with our minds if we tried hard enough. He was right.

We were now playing a game, my people against his. We morphed our people into dragons and elves and watched them battle against each other. When we decided we were done he morphed into a...thing...that was really tall. I'm not sure what it was. It was made of pretty neon colors and it had bones like a human. I climbed onto his shoulders and he carried me home Piggy back style.

I was at my grandmother's house now with my cousin. We were sleeping in the same bed like we used to when we were kids. He fell asleep fast and started chanting something rhythmically. It sounded less like a song and more like a poem or even a curse in a different language, it was beautiful in a sinister way.

A worker on a TV set opened the door and told us that they were looking for extras on their set that could pretend to be sleeping. My cousin told me that he'd meet me there later, and to go ahead.

The long hallway from my bedroom linked up to the store where they were shooting the new film. The man who was leading me to the set told me to take my headphones off. He showed me to a room with blue lighting and a bench at the side. On the bench were the other extras, waiting for me to arrive. In front of the bench there was a cage where the main actor was. He was supposed to do some sort of stunt and we were to show "enthusiasm" (not!) by sleeping.

I sat down on the bench between two guys. The guy I was supposed to be leaning on to feign sleep gave me a crazy look.

"Woman, you need to get rid of some of that HAIR you got." He said. I pushed my lush locks to one side so it wouldn't get all in his face.

"Careful," He said again, passing me some kind of small metal piece. He dropped the metal into my hand and I examined it carefully. It was at most 2 inches long and no more than 3mm in diameter. It was made of a bright steel and at one end a tiny piece of lead was perpendicular to the small rod. Like an L.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked. It was buzzing gently in my hand.

"Hold it up to your lips and wait. It will bring you into the dream," One of the female set-workers responded. I hesitated...

"I don't need to be pulled into the dream, I can fall asleep here quickly enough."

"Just do it, woman," Said the guy next to me. I pulled the tiny metal rod thing to my lips. My whole world was instantly PSYCHADELiCIZED.

The TV in front of us was warped in purple swirls like you would with a brush on Photoshop. Everyone on the bench stood up in amazement and looked around...

"Are we in the dream...?" I asked. No one responded, they were all too amazed. I couldn't wait to tell the people on DV about this new drug.

"Wait...Are we all in the dream together or not cause that's pretty epic if we are all in this dream thing together right now..." I went blabbering on. I looked at my hands, they had different amounts of fingers.

I left the room where we were shooting the video. I found myself now in a larger building with a sky high ceiling. There were many people in the building. It looked like the main room of a mall. I tried to fly...Grr why couldn't I? I thought I got soo good at it from being dragged around so much in my lucids [/sarcasm].

The dream was very vivid. I walked up to a DC and told him to teach me how to fly. He was my friend's brother in real life. He gave a puzzled smile and put his left arm in and in his left arm out and shook it all about...arrgh.

A man in a black suit came up to me and gave me a receipt. The dream was stable enough that I could easily read the receipt, look away, and read it again and the words were all the same and perfectly normal. That didn't sway me from the notion that I was dreaming however. The man read aloud as I read the receipt:

"The stalking starts now. You will complete a set of trials which may take 30-50 tries. You are looking for a female. Everything will add up to 3/5. THE STALKING STARTS NOW." I'm pretty sure that's what the man said. On the receipt (which I tried to recreate paint, and brutally failed) it was signed WakingNomad. What the hell lol?

I'm not entirely sure that's accurate. It may have been that I had 3/5 trials, I'm not sure but apparently I was looking for someone to help complete the first trial. I shoved the receipt into my pocket and looked around the room. Half the population was female...Maybe I should try to find Nomad first. I envisioned him standing behind me. I turned around but there was no one there. This was going to be hard.

I walked around the mall, asking questions to strangers. They pointed me into a green house. I walked through a narrow pathway in the green house looking for any human life. I passed a man with a watering can who eyed me strangely.

I exited the green house and found myself in a dirty city. I asked a man if he knew where I could find Nomad. He pointed down a dark alley. A white car pulled up in the parking space. I ran to the car (there was someone following me at this point, telling me not to go near the car). Inside were a bunch of druggies. Dirt covered their faces. They looked like they were on meth.

False awakening into my dark dark cold room. I don't want to open my eyes in the dark!

False awakening again into a brighter room. It was still dim. A floating purple square had an illuminating light with a video of people working out on it. I jumped into the bright panel and lost lucidity.

My mom wanted me to spend more time with her, I said I wasn't a little child anymore. I was in a parking lot somewhere.

My mom, my aunt and myself walked into a small diner buffet, they had many types of food and there was some other woman there that must have run the place.

I was seeing through the eyes of a bank robber as he was casing the place. There was only one camera and that was near the vault so getting in at night wouldn't be a problem. My perspective changed to that of the bank security and some elite detective guy watching through some glass on the 2nd level.

I was walking in this store that was like a part and office supply joint. As I walked by this group of employees a woman told me that they have successfully charged me 51% interest. Instantly I was furious, I stormed over to them and demanded they cancel it! I yelled at the top of my lungs. I also swore and cursed very much. One of the guys explained it wasn't my fault and they would try and figure it out. Another employee approached me and started to show me how horrible their computer system was.

I float up out of bed, in my dark energy demon form, Deathgawn. I gaze down at the dark portal on my chest, and grin at my two dragons on my shoulders Rainstorm, and Skyfire. I open a portal to the Moon, stand on a silvery hover disk, and shoot a grappling hook down the wormhole. I feel it stick, and slingshot through the wormhole. I let go of the cable, and come flying out of the portal. screaming in to the gate of the Biodome, skimming the surface of the koi pond, and landing in front of Raven.

"Show off," she teases.

I stick out my arms, and mech armor flies out of nowhere, and sticks to my body.

"Are you quite done yet?" she says, rolling her eyes,

NOTES

I thought i would have time to write the whole thing out... oh well...

-invading all the houses with dogs in stacked cages

-we are two dog gods in mecha police armor, we set all the dogs free

-we go into the astral, then find people on the physical

-we make them have nightmares of them being forced to kill other humans or die

I didn't get any f** sleep tonight. I'm just as tired and shitty as anybody else in this position which I'm sure some of you have been in this position before.
Well, there is just too many damn thoughts in my head. Not to mention how I suddenly realize how insanely uncomfortable my pillows are.
Anyways, Thoughts about the past. regrets, how I might have changed things and hopefully optimism for the future.
My eyes may not focus as well as my mind at this moment, but I just had a epiphany of what I need to do in life. Which is damn well better or to close to than any dreams.... I suppose... Sorta... Not really. I would still like a lucid dream or two. They always leave me smiling. Yeah, you understand.

Peace out.

but my recall doesn't do them justice. My brain seems... ???... incapable of recalling all the detail of my dreams.

The last one I had was amazing. It spanned what FELT like several generations, but that was only because I relived the story in countless ways in two worlds. The book, Dune (which I'm currently reading) inspired a lot of it.
I was on a desert planet (though not always). I was some random male DC who wanted to propose to his girl. But something always interfered. In the world I was from, it was "normal"- full of life and green. But something always happened to send me to that other barren planet. My girl would be with me. One time, we were walking down a road and were ambushed. I "woke" myself up and was sent to my home world before I could die. But I would have no or very little memory of what happened in the barren world. Every time I was about to propose, I would be sent to the other world. Every time, something bad happened and I nearly died, only to return to my own world with no memory. It was extremely frustrating.
Several times, I was in a Fort of sorts. It was booby-trapped and I was injured in countless ways, only to "wake up" before dying. Some man was pursuing me during most of the dream on the barren world. In the last scene, we were trapped in a room in the Fort. The doors sealed us in. I could see the dart traps and tubes rose from the floor which would release poisonous gasses. But somehow, I lived and the bad guy died. I was able to propose, but we were stuck on the barren world. I knew if I went back to my world, I would forget everything and be doomed to live without her.

Another dream was of the large house I frequently dream about. There were the secret passage tunnels in the floor and this time, I actually used them. I was running from someone and there were others with me. I showed them the tunnels/tubes and sent them through. At one time, I used one myself, but I had to return to the house and the second time I was forced out some other way.
I recall a balcony. I was trapped, so I flew to a nearby rooftop. I laid against the roof, but the bad guy (a young black woman) saw me eventually. She released a dart which went through the building and roof and almost struck me. But I moved at just the right time.
I don't recall how the dream ended.

Early in the evening, I dreamed of driving my van. My oldest son was in the back and someone else (?) was in the front passenger seat. The road was treacherous and I ended up falling off a steep cliff. I realized then, all my kids were in the car with me. I told them all I loved them and that I was sorry. Then, the drivers seat was on the other side and I was directly in front of my oldest son. Our combined weight, made the car tilt to the right and I became terrified of the pain. I screamed that I didn't want the car to land like that. But it did. I marveled that I wasn't in any pain, but it was then that I realized we were all dead.
I woke up.

I also dreamed of being at a movie theater. After the show, I wanted some smokes and food, so hubby and I ordered some. But we had to give our selection to the chef to cook. He said it would be done in an hour and a half and I was greatly annoyed at the delay. He said he was the only person working on Sunday- that they were normally closed. Hubby was surprisingly very patient.
That's all I recall.

I have lucid dreams for many years, and since 3 years I started to really take it seriously, which caused an increase in frequency, length and so on. Still, I was only having one per week and most of them not lasting more than 15-20 mins, which for me is very frustrating.
Then I realized I was forgetting a few lucid dreams that I have earlier in the night, and recalling only those in the last sleeping phase. So I decided to go back to the basics and get to recall more dreams.
Until 3 days ago I was recalling at best 3 dreams a night, but usually only one or none if they weren't lucid.
But in these last 3 days, I started to focus on recalling the dreams and I am amazed at how many I actually have each night. I started taking notes in the middle of the night of every little thing I could recall and I can remember in detail at least 6 dreams each night, although I have the clear sensation of having many more in the beggining of my sleep, of which I can't recall but a vague feeling of it. On these last 3 days I had no lucid dream, but I'm happy with this breakthrough that for sure will lead me further ahead.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I really wish my lucidity would've been higher last night, but there's not much I can do about it now.

This dream continued directly after the one written previous in this journal, Grisly Room; I didn't wake up in between the dreams. To start, I was in the anteroom of my house, which consisted of very light gray tiles, beige walls, and dark wooden molding. There were two white doors that opened towards the walls, and I was about to open one of them when I became lucid. "Finally, another lucid dream," I said out loud, but not as strongly as I would have if I were more lucid.

I decided to fly (not to complete a dream goal, or the TOTM, but to fly). :eyeroll:

I looked for a way to exit the house without using the door, because at the time I felt doors were too provincial for a dream. As I looked above the door, I saw a large rectangle of solid frosted glass. Backing up a bit first, I then took off by imagining I had rockets on my shoes. It was a different method than I normally use, but it worked nonetheless. I hit the glass and it shattered, but I traveled through it with no problem, and without my speed faltering too much.

I ended up in a new room, it looked the same as the room I was just in, but it was twice as large. I decided to direct myself towards the ceiling to blast out of the building entirely, so I began to travel towards it. I broke through the layer of ceiling, but there was another one just after that; I got through both of them and was finally outside. I continued to rise up into the air, and looked down as I climbed. My house was no longer there, and instead I was looking down on vast city.

The dream ended; my lucidity spiked right up but it was too late. I tried to DEILD with no luck.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

CAUTION: If you don't have a good tolerance for gory/dark/disturbing situations, you might want to skip this entry.

I have absolutely no idea where this dream came from!

It was dark outside, and I could see that from looking out the window. I was in my bedroom, sitting upright on my bed with my legs crossed. My bed was a queen-size one, and had a modern square shape with black coloration. It was positioned in the center of my 14x14 room with the headboard against the wall; on the opposite wall sat my horizontal dresser, in the same modern color and style as the bed. Those were the two pieces of furniture in the room, slightly given shape to by a pale light shining in, although you couldn't see much more than that.

I sat there for no more than five seconds before a dark shape shot out from underneath the bed and pushed me off, right onto the floor. I hit the hardwood floor on my backside; it almost felt as if I had broken something, because pain shot up my spine as I sat up. The pain slowly ebbed but it was there for the rest of the dream.

I looked up on my bed and there was a dark silhouette standing on it; it looked like an adult but it was fairly skinny and short, probably around three feet. I couldn't tell whether it was wearing anything because it was in the shadows near the head of my bed. There was now a chain hanging from the ceiling, and a few feet from where it was hooked, there was a large piece of rotting flesh. I could see the slightest amount of red coloration, and something was dripping from it. "Oh my god," I exclaimed to myself. "What do you want?"

The figure chuckled, and jumped off the bed, landing quietly beside me. It got up and walked around the room a bit, and then disappeared under the bed. I looked around to see if it'd appear again, because I was very frightened, and then it appeared from underneath the bed, reaching out and biting a piece of my leg off. I screamed but I didn't feel any pain, instead I just felt my leg with my hand, realizing a piece was missing from my thigh. The creature jumped back on the bed and stood up, beginning to eat it with a sickening sound, and I ran to the door, trying to open it. There was no light coming from the edges of it, and it wouldn't open; the knob wouldn't even turn. I spun around to see the creature breathing hard and coming at me again, this time staring at my face.

I ran at it, and grabbed its own face with my hand and tore it off; it felt as if it were made of plaster. I looked at my hand as the creature fell to the floor, and saw blood smeared all over it.