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27.08.2009

Practice Makes Perfect (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

2 Lucids last night. The first one only lasted a minute or two and nothing really interesting happened. The second was much better. I'll cut out a lot of the boring intro stuff.

I had just gotten off the ride. It was some kind of weird water slide that defied the laws of physics and had a story that changed each time you went on it, or something. After getting off, the girl running it tried to give me this sticker/ID/Ticket saying I had agreed to buy it for $17.95. I said "screw you" and kept walking. She followed, trying to convince me to buy it. I refused until she gave it to me for free. It was a ticket to go see The Hiphopopotamus and The Rhymenoceros in concert.

I stuck it in my pocket and went on my way, headed to the Resort's Hotel. Indoors now, I pass by a restaurant where a comedy routine is being done. The subject matter is The Brady Bunch.

I keep going. Things are just getting more and more deserted. I'm starting to worry, but that little voice goes off in my head to remind me that I am, in fact, dreaming.

Well, would you look at that. I keep moving further into the hotel/mall. Things get more and more desolate. Eventually, I come upon a huge room. This seems like a perfect place to practice some lucid skillz. First up, a bit of practice. I look down at my hands and watch as blue lightning starts to form. I can feel the electricity pulsating down my arm.

I stretch out my arms quickly, releasing a torrent of blue bolts into the nearby wall. I run at the wall, and when I reach it I start to run up it. When I am content with my height I push off and start to fall slowly. I decide to spin in midair, releasing bolts of electricity as I fell.

When I reached the ground, characters from the DBZ universe started to appear, as did Superman. I figured I'd try making some fireballs, but the best I can make are little licks of flame that make a small explosion on impact. I hurl a bunch of these at Superman, but it doesn't do anything. An Energy Blast seems like the way to go. So, I start up a kamehameha, since I always fail at normal blasts. To my surprise and delight, it works, and I'm able to sustain it, even increase its size and change its direction. I use it to essentially vaporize Krillin.

They're pretty upset with me now, even after I explain they can just wish him back to life like they do everyone else. "It's no big deal." At that, they surround me. Goku holds me down and pokes my side, thinking that has something to do with me having lucidity. I told him it doesn't work like that and they eventually let off. For some reason, I am now on DV on some random thread.

And then I woke up?

21.08.2009

Clubs and Crusades (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've formed a new club, an organization if you will. It's a group where people from all over the world who are lucid can get together and show off their skillz for rankings and ratings. Competitions are held and friends are made. Meanwhile, my mother is on a crusade to stop the newest threat to the American family: Lucid Dreaming.

16.08.2009

How Hard is This? (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Went to bed at 5 AM. Didn't get much sleep.

Some relative that I don't know wants to try out my Longshot. I show him how to work the cocking mechanism after he fails the first time. Somehow, he can't figure it out for the life of him and ends up ruining 9 of my darts. I was pretty pissed off.

Doesn't look like I'm sleeping tonight, again. . .

I'll post another bonus entry in a bit. I've got a lot of decent lucids I still remember.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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Seizures (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm playing an odd video game with my Ex-Girlfriend (By playing, I mean we are actually in the game). It's a Halo type game taking place of a Sandtrap-esque map. She's in a Wraith, and I'm in a turret up on the dunes. She's trying to take me out, and I'm trying to do the same with the rockets my turret shoot out. Noticing that I have to consciously control the speed and direction of the rockets, I realize that this is just a dream.

Getting off the turret, I head down, towards the main map. She's still firing at me. The Wraith's signature blue explosions erupt all around me. I tell her to stop, explaining that this is just a dream. She doesn't believe me and ends up hitting me directly with the blast. I stand firm, my invulnerability doing its job.

"What can I do to prove it to you?" I ask. She gets out of the Wraith, coming closer now.

"Give me a seizure," she states.

"Okaay?" For a moment, I wonder how I'm going to do this. The solution I come to involves flooding her brain with ridiculous amounts of flashes and colorful pictures. So, I go over to her and place my hand on the back of her head. I start flooding her mind with random images.

My DG, whom I did not recognize at the time, came out of nowhere as the setting changed around us, into a gymnasium of sorts. "Whatcha doin'?" my DG asked me. She took a look at my Ex's white rolled back eyes, convulsions, and nearly foaming mouth, and said "Ah, the proverbial Mind Fuck." I nod in confirmation.

By now, a crowd has gathered. I figure she's had enough seizing, so I take my hand off the back of her head. "See, told ya it was a dream."

She looks around before saying, "But, you didn't do anything."

"I gave you a seizure."

"No, you didn't." The crowd laughed, confirming my story.

And that's all I can accurately remember.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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Take from the Air (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I looked out my fourth floor window, putting both hands against the cool sleek glass. It’s time to fly, I thought to myself, anticipation rising from the pit of my stomach. I put my face against the hard glass. Concentrating, I began to move through the pane of glass. The glass stretched as I pressed against it, smoothly conforming to my hands, face, and body like a sheet of slick putty. Having no time to waste, I savored the sensation for only a moment before propelling myself forward and up; the seemingly opaque sky rushed to greet me. The experience of flight and the overwhelming feeling of happiness that accompanies it overtook me. This never gets old, I thought, as the warm air flowed across my smile.

As I flew over Erickson Field, I could distinctly make out each perfectly shaded blade of green grass on the hilled valley beneath me. Likewise, from my lofty viewpoint, I could make out the rough sandy textures of the many red bricks that lined the Hall. The detail of the world was super-realistic. Everything, from the pleasant smell of the field to the whooshing wind that played gently across my ears, appeared just as real as, if not more real than, waking life. I was dreaming. I had known I was dreaming from the start. In fact, that was the whole point.

14.08.2009

Dream Guide Overload (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Had two lucids, but can only remember the one.

Back in High School, I'm ready for the next four years. Armed with the knowledge of how things will play out, I enter the building with the rest of my Freshman class. I see PTD, I say hello to him and explain how we'll be good friends by the end of Senior year, he thinks I'm a crazy person and wants to know how I know his name. He ends up just walking away. As I walk down toward the TC I see JTP right before the exit to the courtyard. I say hi, but she also has no idea who I am. Slightly discouraged, I walk out into the courtyard, taking the cut across to the main building. A quarter-way there, I realize how this doesn't make any sense and the only explanation would be that I am dreaming.

I don't even need to RC as I snap into lucidity. Everything is so vivid, I haven't had one of these in a long time. I shoot into the air as people start pouring out of the buildings, on their way to class. They see me hovering above the courtyard and stop. Remembering my goal, I call out to them and ask if anyone has seen my Dream Guide. No response. Okaaay, I think to myself. "I'm going to turn around and I expect her to be there when I look back," I state, as I attempt the technique.

It fails, which frustrates me a little, so I ask, "Is anyone out there my Dream Guide?" One girl raises her hand and shouts "I am!" She is shot down by a man who fervently yells "She's lying!" I am inclined to agree. "Fuck it, let's see if Shift is right," I say, giving in, "From this day on, you are all given the status of Dream Guide and everything that entails!" A triumphant cheer rings out from the crowds around me. The excitement among the DCs is palpable as one shouts out, among the cheering and applause, "You've figured it out! Woot!"

I drop back down to the ground, and walk over to the group that has congregated where I just came from. They've started playing some kind of Ice-Breaking game. Eventually, it's my turn, but I have no idea what's going on, so I just stare blankly as everyone looks at me. Play continues without my input. "God dammit!" I shout, "I forget what my goal was." I think for a minute, before remembering, "That's right, I was gonna ask my DG her name. . . Well, fuck. . ." I realize there's no way I can ask all these DCs their name. Oh, well.

I end up asking one of the DCs across from me what it was they were doing, and he tells me their listing off all the things they masturbate to and adds that his name is Ishmael. Another adds that his name is Ezekiel. I tell him I might have trouble remembering that, but I'll try my best. Their intelligence level, and presence, is on par with some of my other DCs, but it doesn't quite live up to what I was expecting after my experiences with my original DG.

Soon, I start to get lost in my thoughts, trying to remember some of the things I wanted to talk about, and wondering if the answers I get will be of any real quality. I start to wake up. Everything is fading fast. There's not much I can do except say goodbye to everyone.

I'm awake now, in bed, on campus. What's that smell, and why do I feel like this? I look over to see Carl is smoking next to me, but instead of getting a second hand high, I'm getting sick off of it. I start coughing, and feel like I'm going to vomit. I realize something is off here, but I can't quite place it. I do a nose RC, but it fails. I try again, but I get the same result. It looks like I'm really awake. I spend the rest of the FA trying to go back to sleep.

08.08.2009

Wrath (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go outside the Restaurant/Bed and Breakfast. They've been shot. Before me lies a ragged body, riddled with bullet holes. Some other teenagers are running around with Uzis, but they didn't do this. Someone else did.

As I start my investigation, I see someone across the street, behind a car door. He tips his fedora down, and levels his sniper rifle at my chest. Oh, he better not, I think to myself. The bullet pierces through my chest, into my heart. Blood starts gushing out.

"Now you're gonna get it! Fucking with my dream?!" I start toward him, "What's it like existing solely within my mind?! Knowing, at any moment, you are subject to my very whim! Knowing, I could utterly destroy you with a thought, you stupid bastard!" A look of horror rolls across his face. He doesn't answer me in words. Instead, he starts to run.

He's getting away. I won't let that happen. I hurl a nearby car at him, using my telekinesis. It misses, and he's getting farther and farther away. I won't let that happen! I ready my short range teleport, point and click. Everything vanishes for a moment, before the dream scene is forcibly changed around me, bringing me within arms reach of the man I wished to end.

He keeps running. I need to move faster. My strides become longer and my speed increases three-fold. Before I know it, I'm upon him. "Now you will know my wrath!"

I forget what I did to him. >.>

05.08.2009

Boom! (DILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I didn't sleep at all two nights ago, which explains my lack of any entry for that day.

I was running for my life. A friend had just overheated the new temporal computer we had built, out of spite. We were using it to store the consciousnesses of a large group of people in order to make an animated film using real actors. However, people weren't following the carefully laid schedule and plan I had set out and were freaking out over the logistics. Hence the reason my colleague decided to overheat the system, which would cause it to explode. . .

Anyways, there I am, running through the halls of this school, and a little voice pops in my head. It tells me not to worry, since this is just a dream.

Nice. I thought as I burst through the front doors. I rubbed my hands to stabilize. I figured I'd try the finger through the hand RC since I've never done one of those before. I was pretty weird, not something I think I'm going to make a habit of doing though. Anywho, I took to the air, trying out various flight positions in order to find out what worked the best for me.

Soon, I thought, Oh, right. That building is going to explode. Better get to a safe distance. I flew off and up, and then down again, getting caught in some telephone wires, but pushing through them as if they were rubber bands. At that point, I heard a loud booming and I looked behind me in time to see licks of flame and debris shooting around the large building I had gotten behind for safety.

I went to investigate to find the building had indeed blown up. Most of the outside walls were intact, albeit on fire, but everything inside the school, and the roof, were totally destroyed. Hey, that reminds me. Wasn't one of my old goals to set off a suitcase nuke? So, I got right on it, dropping down to the fountain in front of the school. I reached down in the crevasse where the fountain met the ground, and sure enough, out came a suitcase nuke. I opened it up, people around me going about their usual business. And I hit a few random buttons up in the corner, since I had no idea how to work this thing.

Sure enough, the console on the thing booted up and I was presented with a nice graphic of a missile station receiving my coordinates and orders. A pretty accurate 3D model showed me the nuke taking off. I knew it was only a short matter of time before it hit. So, I sat down, in meditative pose, and waited.

In moments, the missile hit, and the nuke went off. It enveloped me, burning my skin through my invulnerability. I could smell and feel the radiation around me. I could hear the sonic boom. The resonating frequencies of every possible wavelength ripped at my ears. And I saw nothing but an orange glow, rushing over me, trying to uproot and destroy me. It was marvelous, yet terrifying.

When it was done, however, nothing around me except the fountain was really gone. I didn't pay it much mind at the time, but it would have been cool if there was nothing left behind, except a wasteland. Regardless, I went about the lucid, flying about in the air. I noticed some people from TO, my old SG. I went over to say hello to everyone, but no one knew who I was anymore. All the old members had moved on.

I did a bit more airborne exploration before the dream finally started to fade. I let myself wake up so I could hurry up and write all of this down.

01.08.2009

Tornadoes (DEILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After a WBTB that resulted in a somewhat interesting dream wherein it was Halloween and my brother decorated and renovated the house, making it extra creepy, I began to wake up as my mother came home and rebuked him for changing the house so much. As I awoke, I decided to try a DEILD. Soon enough, I was right back in the dream, but fully lucid this time around.

"Come help me get what we need to undo all of this," my mother commanded of me. I just ignored her, knowing she had no power over me in this dream. As I walked up my front lawn, looking at the heavily decorated house, my brother in the garage, I decided I'd try out the advanced task. So, focusing on nothing in particular, I started to twirl the air in front of me, using my hair as a medium. Sure enough, after a bit of concentration, a thin outline of a tornado started to form and whip wind lightly against my face. I was only able to hold the form for a little while, and it was pretty disappointing. I figured I'd give it another go, so I did, and the result was less than spectacular. "Screw this small scale stuff," I said to myself, out loud, "Let's make a real tornado."

Focusing my attention to the area above my own house, I imagined clouds gathering above it, which wasn't too hard since there were already numerous dark grey clouds in the sky. Recalling pictures of tornadoes I had seen the other day when I was looking for a good image for a previous dream, I began to form the tornado. Swirling the clouds around, I forced ever shrinking rings down from them. Between those rings I willed down a large funnel of swirling, destructive, air, and, sure enough, I had a tornado right in the middle of my house. In seconds the thing was torn apart, splintered wood and paneling flying about the yard. It was pretty sweet.

I couldn't maintain enough control of the tornado to move it, so I just let it disappear, moving onto my neighbors' houses. I repeated the process, it was easier this time around, but the result was just as awesome. Soon, family members started arriving in the court. As I reached the last house, and subsequently destroyed it, my family was distracting me, trying to get me to stop. A little annoyed, I attempted to control this last tornado enough to move it into the path of a few of my family members. I managed to get it right behind them, but due to some falter in control, or my unwillingness to kill those I love, the tornado vanished just before it hit. I decided, that was enough control for one lucid and figured I'd just go with whatever my family wanted to do. Turns out they wanted to watch True Blood on their new entertainment system that had some weird features. Not really in the mood for that, I decided to wake up so I could record this dream.

31.07.2009

Brains: The Tommy Incident (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So many dreams last night. Like, a ridiculous number. I remember a lot of the details as well, but there's no way I'm writing that much, despite the fact they were all so awesome. There was only one lucid among the bunch, and it was less exciting than pretty much every single non-lucid. Regardless, I think the experiment is working. We'll see in the days to come.

I had woken up. I needed to remove a few illegal files from my fileshare and some sorta web server, because I had just recently been approached by a lawyer on the matter. As I head downstairs I notice something is definitely off. For one, I recall those things being part of a dream I had earlier that night. Two, my body felt heavier than usual. I RCed.

Oh, awesome. Looks like I'm dreaming. Now what? I guess I'll try to summon PTD and eat his brains. I knew he'd be mad if there wasn't a decent fight beforehand, so I layed down and formed a mech-suit around myself. It turned out to be a pretty lame mech-suit. Its only weapon was a wrist blade. When I got up, there PTD was, in a similar mech-suit, just as I was expecting. At least, I think it was him. Hard to tell.

And so, the battle began, in my living room. He came at me with his own wrist blade. I dodged and blocked his arm from coming back around. His other hand came in for a punch, but I grabbed his fist, and went for a sweep, trying to pull him off balance and onto the floor. At that point both his feet were off the ground, but he was still standing. I was like "WTF? You have exceeded given parameters, shut down immediately." Surprisingly enough, it did. The mask came off and it turns out it wasn't PTD. The face was some creepy doll like face, and the most unsettling music started playing.

The doll, spoke, but its mouth didn't move. It said, "I am Tommy, I have committed suicide as per your request, but I will return to have my vengeance." The music was still playing, and I was getting freaked out. I realized the dream was getting out of my control, so in order to save myself from what was bound to be a disturbing experience, I woke myself up.

30.07.2009

So Close, Yet So Far (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Lots of random sword fights. Don't recall too many details. I did get lucid at one point during the night.

I go to bed in my dream and experience a FA, but this isn't my room. Something is off. I think to myself:

I must be dreaming, that's pretty cool I guess. I don't really feel like getting out of bed, though. Someone I know from college comes through the door and asks if she can watch a video.

I pretty much lose all semblance of lucidity at this point, as I explain to her to go ahead, and not to worry about disturbing my sleep 'cause I can hear the video through my eyes, so it's all good. The video is one of the later episodes of Battlestar Galactica, and some guy gets angry about a character getting killed off because he hasn't watched this far in the series. Anyways, from there it devolves into me participating in an episode of SG-1, except the cast has been replaced with the cast from Atlantis. McKay's voice is different and annoys everyone for some reason. . .

Not a very productive lucid. . .

Why do I suck so much?

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30.07.2009

Control (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Traveling through the halls of my old High School, there's quite a few people there I know. Most of them graduated before I did and were just visiting like myself. Since I'm a college student, and all college students have learned some form of secret elemental control, I show off my new abilities in the hallways by creating a wind tornado around my feet. I'm darting through the halls and flying down stairs, just having a good time.

Aren't false memories awesome?

27.07.2009

Tractor Scoop Thingy (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm required to play a point and click simulation type game where you convert an area of ascii characters over a plot of land into marketing districts. The more you convert the bigger your cursor get, and the larger the payout. There's a special ability that lets you wipe the board completely for whatever everything is worth at the time. I soon find out this is not the way to go, and before long my cursor has grown to several mile diameter. I'm now playing this game with Dwight Schrute from the Office. We've ranked up over 100 million dollars in revenue from our districts. Suddenly we're attacked by a bear. We run away, I expect Dwight to fight the bear with his bare hands, but instead the bear runs past us in fear and dwight hits it with a one of the construction tractor thingies with the large scoop on the front. <.<

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27.07.2009

'Cause That's How Currents Work (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







The previous dream continues into what seems like a survival situation. The "storm of the millennium" hits and starts to destroy the landscape around us. We're in a city, on the bay, but there's large ice formations all over the place. I'm on one of the ice formations when the storm hits. It break apart and sends me hurtling into the bay. The only way I can survive is by letting the the ridiculous currents take me around the world and back to the states. Yeah, it was weird.

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27.07.2009

Behind Enemy Lines (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







A military scenario evolves from the previous dream. Myself and a company of about six men are in a large canyon. Surrounding us is literally an entire army. They're on a mission to eradicate us, but espionage ensues and we somehow manage to get them to follow orders to leave us alone. We all make our way back to the nearby high school, snipers and other weapons in tow.

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27.07.2009

Sketchy Much? (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Uh-oh, I'm late for my class. I just had two classes and it already seems like it's been a ridiculous day. My hardest class is up next, but it turns out it's not what I expected to be. Instead of a Data Structures class, it's a class on Lucid Dreaming! Yay, what luck! A subject I already know so much about! The start of the class is pretty basic and seems legit enough, but when the teacher starts bringing up sketchy topics, and turning into a demon when she starts covering "conspiracies", and then summoning the "prince of darkness" into our classroom. . . Well, let's just say I decided to leave before things got even more out of hand.

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27.07.2009

I Call Hax (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I fire up the Xbox, and make a new silver account. There's this new game that comes out free on all Xbox's. It's a foot race game where you try to get the best times against people around the world. I start the game up and make my avatar, it looks more Mii-ish than usual. The game itself has sluggish controls. I'm actually inside the game as my avatar, but that's normal for me whenever I play games, so I pay it no mind. Anyways, I'm having some trouble moving at a fast pace, and the obstacles in my way are getting annoying.

So, I remember the course on Lucid Dreaming I just got out of. I figure it must be possible to do all that control stuff in video games so I just TK throw enemies and obstacles out of my way. As the path gets steeper and the ice slipperier I decide to simply fly over everything. In no time, I'm at the finish line, but I have to drop down for the game to register that I'm there. I get down just in time to beat everyone else who was racing with me. My time is so fast that it's the second fastest in the world by about two seconds. Yay.

26.07.2009

I'm OP in HvZ (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another game of HvZ is happening. I'm in the middle of a mission, running through the woods. I use an onion to activate my motion tracker. As if by magic, I can see, in the corner of my sight, a little box with blinking red and yellow dots to denote where zombies and friendlies are. Up ahead at the weapons cache are a bunch of zombies waiting in ambush, but behind me there are three or 4 right on my tail. I've got my recon with a modified LED attachment to help me make my way through the brush. I'm moving at a good pace, but my fellow humans are going much faster than I.

I decide to take a different route and start moving SW from my previous Eastern path. The zombies don't notice and keep moving ahead. I play cat and mouse with them for awhile, me being the mouse, before all the humans and zombies finally make it to an open field. A firefight ensues. My recon gets great ranges and is pretty accurate. In the dream it was deadly accurate. I was pegging zombies from 40' away. My super clip of ten darts was running out fast. I had to rely on my new NF to save me on one occasion.

A few of my friends had already been tagged and it was only a matter of time before they turned. In the mean time, a bunch of the zombies I had taken out were becoming un-stunned. I re-stunned them, but was soon almost out of ammo. I un-holstered a Maverick and started firing away, running back toward the end of the field, by some more woods. I needed more ammo and I needed it now. I reach out my hand to the fallen darts littering the wet grass. I pull them all toward me using TK. I only manage to get a few at a time, but I quickly learn I can easily control the darts this way. I spin them around and fling them at the incoming zombies, taking out two or three a volley. It was quite fun. Unfortunately, the dream ended soon after that.

25.07.2009

Brains: Complications (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

PTD joined DV and was on the forums asking about WILDs. He was having a bit of trouble, so I told him I would get into a dream real fast to help him out. I was already in my bed so I decided to WILD. It was surprisingly easy and only took a few seconds. I ended up in a FA so I RCed.

Yep. Looks like it's a dream. Now to get up so I can go and fight him and eat his brains. Unfortunately, every time I got to the edge of the bed, I rubberbanded back into my original position. Unable to get out of bed, after using a variety of techniques, I got quite frustrated. Eventually I RCed again.

I'm awake. You got lucky this time PTD. Next time, your brains shall be mine!

24.07.2009

Bleh (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A restless night with a few fragments I don't remember, and a long ass dream involving. . .

The Harry Potter universe, the sacrifice of three good friends in order to ensure an end to the evil that plagued us, going back in time involuntarily to make amends and try to save those friends, shirking my responsibilities in order to play Guitar Hero, characters from the Pokemon universe and their Pokemon coming to our aid, and standing my ground, alone, against an endless horde of undead.

It wasn't as exciting as it sounds, and I don't have time to write about it anyways, so this will just have to be enough for me to recall the whole thing.