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Originally Posted by Cacophony

D and myself seem to be exchange students in Tokyo or someplace like that. I have wandered off from our home to explore the surrounding area. There are huge pools, fontains and ponds encompassing each enormous house. I walk around these and walk over a few bridges until I am back at the house I am staying at.

A teacher tells us we are going to go swim in the ocean. We take turns in groups. It's really eerie, all of the children stand there solemnly facing the shore, letting the waves wash over them as if they hated nothing more than getting wet.

It's night time and D, myself and a group of kids masked in black go out armed with cans of neon yellow spray paint. We are spray painting matrix-esque grids all over the place. Instead of the paint sticking to surfaces it swirls around the area and bends things to its liking. It's pretty... trippy.

We're back at the ocean and D pulls out a can of the neon paint when he's in the water. I tell him to stop. We turn around and we are completely alone. All the children/teachers have completely vanished and we're standing there in the ocean getting sopping wet.

We walk back to the city and everyone seems to be staring at us. We walk into a Mexican food restaurant. I order some sort of quesedilla and also want a drink. The cashier hands me a drink. As I sip it I notice that the texture is really weird. I open the lid and see a big pile of ground beef. The bartender says, "you're a vegetarian, aren't you?" I didn't answer. I ran to the bathroom and started puking. I had forgotten to close the door, and the people outside were pointing and laughing at me.

We hastily left the restaurant. I remembered that I was supposed to go meet someone named Reiko for sushi.

When I got to the sushi place there were a bunch of old women sitting around, looking very stern. The sushi was all gone. They wanted to know about the spray paint. I told them I had no idea what they were talking about. I met a boy in the sushi place, I forget his name. He was from Scotland and I was talking to him about Edinburgh which was where he was from. I told him I really wanted to go back and he invited me to come with him. I said that I had other stuff to do.

I'm in my apartment. It's not any apartment that I've ever been in before, none of my things are in it, but somehow I am positive that it is mine. I go to the window and see an exact mirror of my apartment, except the boy from the restaurant is staring at me from the other side, as if questioning what I'm doing in his apartment.

I woke up around this time I think.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

So, I'm with Dookie and we're hiking with the dog. I end up slipping away for a bit and get into a big red jeep and start driving down this dirt road to meet some people who need car trouble. It was very weird, a feeling I can't explain. I got out of the car and began walking up this hill towards a house. There were a lot of people there milling about. I meet up with Dookie again and we ended up talking about something or other.

We got to talking and managed to catapult upwards into space and landed on the moon. The moon was very pretty, but also had a very eerie feel to it. My friend Katie who lives in New York started walking towards us and was really surprised to see us. She said she'd been living on the moon for a few years now and really liked it. There was a new amusement park on the moon, apparently Tim Burton had designed it. It had 4 huge long ends that went really really fast in a circle while there was this circular ball in the middle of it that was rotating.
"Yeah," Katie said, "some people are saying he could have done a lot better. Maybe he should just stick to movies and stuff."
I nodded despite not feeling either way about the issue.

I began taking pictures around me. I was taking pictures of the people on the moon. When I saw how the pictures turned out I found that if you take pictures of humans, things they miss from Earth will appear in the picture in a greenish-bluish-ghoulish sort of wispy way.

I took a picture of this gangsta kid, and in the picture his gang appeared around him. I took a picture of Katie and there were flowers all around her. I was so baffled by this. I wanted to see if these things were real. I kept taking pictures of Katie to figure out where the flowers were located. I then, at the moment I took the picture, reached out towards her and plucked a flower. It was bluish-greenish and see through and you could barely feel it in your hand. I handed it to her and she began to tear up. She decided she was going to leave the moon and start her own garden. I said I thought I was going to leave the moon because it seemed like an altogether dreary place, and people weren't very happy there.

Later, I was sitting in a house on Earth with Donald. Katie came over and they began talking. It was somewhat like I wasn't there but at the same time I was.

"hey!" Katie shouted excitedly, "aren't you that moon boy?"
"Yeah!" he yelled back, "We were on the moon together!"

That's about the gist of it.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm with Liz, we're on a path walking through the woods. We begin talking about how we should go traveling together and decide that we'll go to North Korea together. We continue on down the path, and come across some creepy restaurant. We stayed for a while and ate a lot of food before moving along.

After some time we arrived to a waterfall where there were two soldiers standing, waiting to greet us. They were holding huge spears and asked for our identification. I reached into my bag and found there were hundreds of little ID's with different people on them. I was scrambling to find someone who looked like me, and someone that looked like Liz. The odd thing about the ID's were that they were little black rectangles with holographic pictures attached to them. Finally I found two that seemed they would work. The two men took a good look at them, took one last look at us and flung themselves far down the waterfall. Liz and I looked at each other and continued to climb down.

We emerged into a small village where people were milling about. We ducked into a hotel which we decided to stay at, and sat on the stairs with a bunch of mirrors reflecting us. A lot of people came and walked past us giving us stern unwelcoming looks.

At one point, and this is terrible... probably one of the most scarring things that has happened to me in a dream. A girl came up to me and ripped my shirt off and started tugging on my... nipple barbells... and it was horrifying and I was really upset and I had to fight her. I kicked her in the face and Liz and I ended up getting away.

We decided to go to a town that was further north. We got there after taking a weird golf cart contraption with leather interior. It was a bumpy ride. I don't recall the driver, but it was like one of those rides at an amusement park where you're spinning really fast and one of the people riding gets crushed along the edge and the other person is stuck to continue crushing them, except I was backwards and terrified of falling out.

So. We make it to the northern town in North Korea. This town was even odder than the one that we had previously been in. Everyone was milling about, a lot of them faceless and no one was making a noise. We ducked into a little shop/shopping square type area. There were lots of angry beggars and people who were completely unhappy. The roofs were all red and it was small and people were angry and scared and didn't want us there.

I suggested we hop over to Scotland, so we did for a few minutes. Then we walked back to Korea. You know, 'cos it just works that way.

Anyway, we decided to go back down South a bit. We ran into my good friend Frody who told us he just moved to Bangkok and we should come stay with him. He said that we could either fly or take a motor boat. He got excited as he talked about the motor boat making it sound like a really fun idea. He left us there.

We climbed back up the waterfall and stumbled through the woods a bit until we came to a spot where there was a man standing, announcing in an endless stream. There was... I forget the name of what it is. You know those rides at amusement parks... they're like sky rails or something, they go over the entire amusement park...

Well - those were there. The man was announcing "Korea to Bangkok, our all new sky rail... Step right up and take a ride, you'll be there in no time!"
It was at this moment that our eyes caught the attention of a black one with darth vader sitting inside.
"Yes kids, that is the one and only Darth Vader! Now, some people say that that one's a bad omen, and our dear friend Darth never gets out of there except for the many times that cursed cart has fallen to the ground...."

We rode the sky rail thing and ended up in Bangkok. When we got there it was very dark, very late at night. I had my dog with me, this was the first time she joined me in this dream. She was very happy to see me and was wagging her tail excitedly.

Liz and I continued our walk down a dark residential alley. There were homes and apartment building spattered here and there, all crammed dangerously close together.

Somehow, Daisy (the big black dog) came off her leash and started romping wildly around the streets. I kept calling her name and she kept darting in front of cars, buses, tuk-tuks, and emerging out of strange holes I had never noticed before.

We passed a pink house that Frody was in front of. "Better get a hold of your dog," he said coldly. I hurried past. Liz and I seemed to be looking for our house, which, apparently we had one or were planning on buying one. She kept stopping in front of places that said "for sale." Finally, I came to an apartment complex and Daisy was sitting there, I put her leash on her.


End.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm with some woman whom I've never met before - she's a dream character. She seems to be in her mid-thirties and looks like she's an office worker or something. We're talking in an apartment about how we should leave the country. Her husband buys us two tickets to New York where we'll then transfer to England. I say that I've been to England and I'd much rather go somewhere I've never been before. They discuss it and say they'll surprise me.

We set off to catch our plane... this involved running around a football field and swooping and diving in and out of strange residential neighborhoods. She kept offering shortcuts and I kept reiterating that I'd done this a million times and knew where I was going.

Next thing I know we're in New York ready to switch planes, but we have to check into a hotel room first. I end up staying at a Disney hotel, but it was really just a box with no bed. I sat in the corner for a moment and eaves dropped on some people who were discussing the fact that this place sucks and has no pool.

Next, I'm getting onto the plane...

Next thing I know, I'm in some third world country in Asia. There is a war here and there are thousands of people dying everywhere. I walk to the ocean, and the water is read with blood.... there are a hundred or so monks walking straight into the ocean where they are instantly slaughtered and just lay there in the water, floating and spewing blood out of their bodies.

I'm walking in a daze, I want to help people but I can't even tell who's attacking them. It seems there are invisible monsters with guns lurking in the shadows.

Mounds of bodies, blood flowing through the streets....

Yeah, dream last night was a little demented. Lots of dead monks.

RIP Monks

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm in some house. They call it "the mansion" although it really isn't all that big. There's a baby in the corner, it's mother is rocking it to sleep. There's a house across the way, apparently I own it. I'm not too concerned with it.

I take a walk across the drive way and there are these two rockabilly looking guys in an old convertible. They're sitting there drinking Budweiser and tossing the cans outside. They say that they need to speak to us about the house and follow me back inside.

They want the deeds to the house, and I'm not going to give it up without a fight. One of them takes a slender sword and pokes out my eye. The eye rolls underneath one of the walls. I walk to the wall and peel it up, I see my eye sitting there amongst many other strange things. There are several dead cows and horses rotting in the walls.

My eye has already grown back and I don't know what I'm going to do with the other eye, but I figure I may as well hang onto it for good measure.

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Another dream
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I'm on the beach with Ly. She's standing on the sand with a buzzer in her hand asking me to shave her head. I do. She says she feels so free with no hair on her head. I say I miss the way it feels when your head is shaved, the way it's so soft and the way it feels to rub it against things. She asks if I want my head shaved. I think about it and say that I'd much rather just have a mohawk.

She shaves my hair into a chelsea hawk, and I'm initially very happy about it. I meet an old friend at the beach, and he says that there's a big party that we have to go to on a different beach. I leave Ly with her shaved head, staring at the sea.

We get to another beach, and there's a huge fire pit. It's so huge that it's more like a crater, like a meteor hit it and there's glowing hot fire encompassing everything. It's a deep hole, and there are little holes around it that you can barely see, but if you fall in you'll surely burn to death.

There's a group of people all drinking some fancy pink drink. They want me to drink it, and they hand me the cup and start chanting. I drink it and immediately start feeling funny. I can see all the dimensions of... everything. There are patterns crawling up my legs, and it's just... madness.

I go to explain what's happening to my mother, at her house. She's not very receptive and doesn't want to hear about it. There's a knock on the door and it's Summer. She wants us to go to the bars since I'm 21 now, and she's amazed that I've never heard of some bar that makes good bloody marys. I say I've never had a bloody mary and this seems to make her angry.

We end up at a huge Costco type place, except it's more of a bazaar/underground warehouse. I picked up a few skirts that I really liked.

Later....

I am going to go meet some friends and am wondering how I should arrive. I realize I'm dreaming, and thinking for a moment about what I'm going to do decide that I want to create a creature and ride around on it.

I start with the legs and make them really long, like a dali elephant. I can't get rid of the zebra stripes on it though, even though I want to change the color I figure I won't stress myself out too much, and it can have zebra stripes. I make a huge body that rises up into the clouds, give it tusks and horns. I conjure a paint brush. I don't need paints because whatever I decide to do, I know that the paint brush will be receptive to my thoughts.

We rode around in the sky and it was beautiful.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm with my mom, and she asks if I want to go to New York City. I think about this for a while, weighing out my options. I don't think I would like New York City. I explain how I had the option to go last summer but didn't go because I thought the buildings would be too big, and instead settled for Ithaca. There was some fancy hotel room we had reservations at, and I finally agreed to go.

As soon as I agreed to go, I find myself soaring over the city and landing on the ground. The buildings were huge, and I didn't really think much of the fact that I had just been flying.

I am in a huge elevator that seems to be skyrocketing to the 500th floor of a sort of neon-purple-glowing-mauve-blood red-creepy building. Skyscraper, if you will.

There were all of these odd chain linked fence bridges connected to each other that were some strange metallic substance I've never seen before. They were electronic and I didn't trust them. I lost my mom somewhere, and ended up going to the roof of one of these buildings. I was standing there looking over the city when the fear hit me. Utter panic, really. I didn't want to be on this building, I didn't want to be in this city. I turned around and instead of being so high up in the clouds, I was a little bit closer to the ground. There was a lake beneath the building, the sky was blue, there were people in sail boats, and across the lake was a meadow with sparsely put trees dotted next to patches of flowers. I turned around again and saw the vast expanse of a desolate city. The thought occurred to me that it should be on fire, but it never did catch....

I descended down the building and onto the street. There was no sign of the lake. Instead, my grandmother was there and asked if I wanted to see a cave. I said I wasn't sure, but looking up I felt as if I was being suffocated by the sheer volume of the buildings that surrounded me. I felt as if they could come crashing down on me any moment.

In a car, no wheels - more of a hover craft, if you will. The cave was non-existent. We instead were faced with a place in the woods that a bunch of crips had seemed to enjoy partying at. Budweiser everywhere. I made a mental note that crips enjoy Budweiser. I'm by myself now.

I am driving the hovercraft, but not really paying attention to where I'm going. Before I know it I'm back in the city and back at the huge skyscraper that had haunted me for the entire duration of the dream.

I'm on the roof again. I'm facing the city.

A moment of lucidity hits me and I assess the situation. In real life I am, to say the least, terrified of cliff edges, or being at the edge of a roof. This was by far the highest I'd ever been, it was monstrous.

In my moment of lucidity, I decided to face my fear. I spread my arms out and let myself fall off the top of the building. I could feel the wind hitting my face and propelled myself into a soar over the city.

As I flew, I made the buildings disappear. As I flew over them, they ceased to be buildings, but instead sank into the ground and were covered in streams, rivers, forests, grass and flowers. Mostly sunflowers.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

So, last night I did the i-doser lucid dream dose (I don't think it worked though) and then I did a WILD.

I was in France, Yish was there. I was hooked up to a computer, and Yish was apologizing that I couldn't see the city. I realized almost instantly that it was a dream, pulled myself away and went outside. I first started to survey my surroundings and take in everything. I looked at my hands, which looked really distorted and weird and tried to see what my dream body looked like. As I looked at my feet I jumped and began to hover a little bit and then slowly drifted down. Then I pushed harder off the ground and began to float upwards. When I got to a desirable height I began to even out and look down at the world. It looked very strange. There were lots of towns and cities, oceans, beaches, forests, etc. They all seemed so jumbled together though, like pieces of a puzzle that had to be rearranged. I tried playing around with arranging the bits of ground into a more aesthetically pleasing way. I remembered that I wanted to do the task of the month again and began scanning the ground for a good place. As I descended I was somewhat disappointed that there wasn't a mushroom forest. Upon further inspection, I glanced down and saw small mushrooms emerging from the ground. I took my hand and put it over one of the mushrooms, slowly bringing it up. It began growing, slowly at first, and then got much larger. I tried doing different arm motions around me to make all the mushrooms larger. They were the red mushrooms with white polka dots. I found one that was a lot taller than I was and catapulted myself on top of it. I found it was very springy and had a very strange consistency. It was almost like a memory foam trampoline.

I also remembered that I wanted to try more dream food, recollections of the best watermelon and avocado I've ever had came to mind, but instead I found a durian tree. The spikes didn't hurt me at all. The taste was so delicious, and it didn't smell of sulfur. It was like a vanilla pudding cake, but kinda tasted like a rainbow. I think. Actually, I think rainbows taste like mountain dew, even though I've only had mountain dew once. That's beside the point.

Then the worst thing ever happened, which is that the alarm clock went off. I woke up for about an hour, tried to go back to sleep and just remember bits and pieces of a non-lucid dream involving some guy following me around singing songs and narrating what I was doing. I remember being very annoyed.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

Alright, so I remember two pretty bad dreams from last night.

In the first I am with Liz. We decided to go on that road trip we've been talking about. I know this, but the dream starts off in a corn field. Our car breaks down and we end up staying at this mans house. He knows who I am but I don't know him. I'm very on my guard and creeped out because he keeps staring at me in a really menacing way. After a while he tried to take advantage of me, but I saw a gun laying on the coffee table. It was silver, an old revolver. He let go of me and I got up, backing away with the gun pointed at him. Liz was crying next to me. He got up and smiled and said, "you don't know how to use that thing you can't do anything." I pulled back the safety and shot him right below the throat. I remember before I pulled the trigger I was bracing myself for a loud noise. When I pulled the trigger there was a slight whisper and nothing more. He was still alive when we left.

I grabbed his car keys and used them on my car. Apparently these were car keys that could be used on any vehicle.

Next, I'm back in Santa Cruz. There is a tsunami warning and a flood warning. My mom calls me and tells me that I have to leave. I still have the strange car keys and the silver gun in this dream. I use the car keys to get into my car. I'm listening to Mickey Mouse is Dead by the Subhumans. Except, it's slower and they're harmonizing the chorus. I stop at a parking lot. It's where the Jeffrey's 24 hour diner should be but instead it's some rich persons clothing store. There is a woman who's asking me about a type of dress. She says she just wants the top, it's burgundy and she wants to make a skirt for it. She asks me what color she thinks the skirt should be and I say that black goes with everything.

Next I am at Safeway. Wolfe is there, so is this one guy who kept hugging me and liz at the punk show last night and was kind of a creeper. Donald is there, so is Chris, this guy I knew years ago that I don't like very much. Liz calls and says she'll be there but she never shows up.

We're in Santa Cruz, but it's the Safeway in Ashland with all the regular employees there. We buy a bunch of whiskey at the check out then go back into the aisle to drink it. I don't drink any and instead I walk to the end of the store where I see a large glass window. I see the man who had just checked us out, an older balding man who always remembers my name even though I can't recall his. He's with one of the female employees and is basically beating the crap out of her. There is a small crowd gathered around the window, mostly the safeway employees. They all are acting like it's something that happens all the time. I run to my group and tell them what's happening. They are all really pissed and we decide we're gonna go do something about it, but then I woke up.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm in some sort of forest. It's really beautiful here, everything seems alive. There are lots of plants and trees with shades of purple and blue. I'm walking along and up ahead I see a large stone building covered in vines. There appear to be fire flies everywhere.

I walk inside of the building and am greeted by a very tall, dark haired and malicious looking woman. She looks amazonian almost. She grabs me and throws me through a door in the back which locks me inside what they call the prison. It's a large area with metal bars surrounding it. I'm sad to be in the prison. I keep looking outside behind the bars at the beautiful forest, wishing that I could escape. I recall seeing mountains on either side of me in the distance.

I began pacing back and forth and started to sing very loudly trying to pass the time. Out of nowhere, a baby attached to a parachute came falling down from the sky. It kind of got stuck on the fence and I dragged it in with me trying to get it unstuck. I then realized that I had brought the baby into the prison with me and felt very terrible. On the other side of the bars there was a woman, who was supposedly the baby's mother. I apologized profusely and managed to get the baby over to her.

A bit later I miraculously was rescued. I don't remember how I got out of the prison, but I do remember being outside and running from a large being. I say being because I wasn't entirely sure that it was a man, it seemed almost like a giant man-like creature. I was aware of a group of people who were on "my team." People that were working with me to defeat this creature and these captors that had so unjustly put me inside of a prison. I don't remember any faces but I remember their presence.

I was at a kind of pool/lake type of place. I was standing on one side and the bad ones on the other. I could feel the presence of my team mates behind me.

The largest one, the one who was chasing me before made a start at me and I turned on my heel to run as fast as I could. I ran very far. I found some white pillars that led to an underground tunnel.

The tunnel kept going and turning and spiraling. Finally I got to the end where I saw my bed from when I was in high school. I crouched down on the other side of it, and then realized they'd find me immediately. I thought it might be good to get underneath it, but the bed was so small that I couldn't fit. As I was wedging myself under the bed, or trying to, the giant enemy being came in. I made a desperate move to throw the bed at him as hard as I could, but he started laughing maniachally. Almost immediately after I saw him scream and turn. He was gone.

The next thing I know I'm walking through a town down a street. There was a large billboard of smiling women plastered across the side of a building. There was a group gathered around it, and a woman standing on top of the building talking of products and how incredible this billboard was. I yelled at the top of my lungs something about decrying capitalism, consumerism and false realies and images. I'm not precisely sure what I said, but I am sure that it was something along those lines. Immediately all the people standing around turned to me with smiling faces. I began walking up steps leading somewhere and could hear their cheers in the background.

Next, I'm in a book store meandering meaninglessly around. I could feel the presence of my team with me.

Next, I'm in my car. I'm parking in front of a house that I know I am supposed to visit. I get confused. I'm not sure if I'm parking in the right place so start driving across the street to park. I park and get out and walk towards the house. I'm in front of the house. I wake up.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

So, last night I did the i-doser lucid dream dose (I don't think it worked though) and then I did a WILD.

I was in France, Yish was there. I was hooked up to a computer, and Yish was apologizing that I couldn't see the city. I realized almost instantly that it was a dream, pulled myself away and went outside. I first started to survey my surroundings and take in everything. I looked at my hands, which looked really distorted and weird and tried to see what my dream body looked like. As I looked at my feet I jumped and began to hover a little bit and then slowly drifted down. Then I pushed harder off the ground and began to float upwards. When I got to a desirable height I began to even out and look down at the world. It looked very strange. There were lots of towns and cities, oceans, beaches, forests, etc. They all seemed so jumbled together though, like pieces of a puzzle that had to be rearranged. I tried playing around with arranging the bits of ground into a more aesthetically pleasing way. I remembered that I wanted to do the task of the month again and began scanning the ground for a good place. As I descended I was somewhat disappointed that there wasn't a mushroom forest. Upon further inspection, I glanced down and saw small mushrooms emerging from the ground. I took my hand and put it over one of the mushrooms, slowly bringing it up. It began growing, slowly at first, and then got much larger. I tried doing different arm motions around me to make all the mushrooms larger. They were the red mushrooms with white polka dots. I found one that was a lot taller than I was and catapulted myself on top of it. I found it was very springy and had a very strange consistency. It was almost like a memory foam trampoline.

I also remembered that I wanted to try more dream food, recollections of the best watermelon and avocado I've ever had came to mind, but instead I found a durian tree. The spikes didn't hurt me at all. The taste was so delicious, and it didn't smell of sulfur. It was like a vanilla pudding cake, but kinda tasted like a rainbow. I think. Actually, I think rainbows taste like mountain dew, even though I've only had mountain dew once. That's beside the point.

Then the worst thing ever happened, which is that the alarm clock went off. I woke up for about an hour, tried to go back to sleep and just remember bits and pieces of a non-lucid dream involving some guy following me around singing songs and narrating what I was doing. I remember being very annoyed.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

06.07.2010

SpSi (Non-lucid)

Spamano (from Axis Powers Hetalia) stuff that I unfortunately can't remember

Fighters (Non-lucid)

Like an anime or game...there was a team of fighters. Two were siblings (not sure about genders). One was 'light' and the other 'dark', each dressed in outfits kinda like Celty's from Durarara!! [full pic]. White and black in color of course. There were about six of them in this room...and I get the feeling there was other people, but.

At one point the two leaned on the front of a vehicle. Someone else (me?) was observing them off to the side, thinking that it was sad that it was hard for them to be together - 'dark' couldn't stay out in the light for too long because his powers/being came from the dark. But 'he' still went out to hang with 'light'. I'm pretty sure the vehicle was out in the dessert, too. o_o

Horror 2 (Non-lucid)

Horror. A woman was hanging from something I believe. Her hair was all clumpy and bloody. She cut her hair off until only a little was left on her head. She pretended to be dead as a guy came in/back. He caught her.

Note: Second horror dream... I think it's reflecting my stressful thoughts in real life. :/

Before I completely forget this one from Monday night, I may as well use it to inaugurate the new journal.

At some unusual state park sort of place, there's a stable I have to stay in for the night where this creepy guy keeps a weird creature that is a bit of a cross between a pig and a giraffe. I can't resist petting the critter, and it acts nicely for part of the night, but it soon starts nibbling at my hand and further up my arm until I realize the guy was using my fondness of petting animals in order to kill me. Luckily, I get away with just a few scars on my arm (which remain throughout the dream) instead. I end up killing the guy, tearing him into three pieces with my bare hands, and scattering the parts.

At the same time, I can sort of see from the perspective of the police beginning to search (sort of like changing scenes on a television show). I know they'll soon discover the body (or the parts thereof), and I don't want to leave tracks in the thick snow piled around the park, so I begin my escape by jumping into a river and following it downstream a ways until I reach a bridge. Then I start running through the snow on all fours, always barely one step ahead of the police.

During my escape, I hide in snowpiles, assume various guises such as attempting to appear left-handed when I ride horses, take a bus out of the state, and for some reason solve an anime jigsaw puzzle in a locker room. The last place I remember hiding is behind a sign on a grassy, sunny hill near a mental health facility. I curl up with a stuffed animal and bite my thumbnail, acting as though I were a small, terrified child. Staff from the facility find me, and I get taken inside to be treated as a patient.

That's about all I remember before I had to be woken up to run errands. This dream seems to contain another instance of being unable to shake pursuers no matter how elaborate my escape is, as well as another instance of running on all fours.

NOTES
I am in a strange assault vehicle with MoSh, Raven, Tigress, and Silverwolf. We are battling another team in an assault vehicle in a large Colloseum.