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Yeah, here's another. First time trying to convey multi-threaded perspective dreams. Let me know how I did. =P

BARE-BONES ENTRY OF MEDIOCRITY

Interview

Google has selected me for a special interview session at one of their local facilities. I'm not thrilled about it, but I show up anyways. As I arrive at the facility, I notice the huge analog clock on the face of the building. Except, the clock doesn't tell the time. Instead, it's keeping track of the number of people in the building with IQs over 124. I raise an eyebrow at the misplaced elitism, half-wondering why they chose something so low as 124. I enter the building anyways.

A bunch of other candidates and myself are directed to an open-floor-plan classroom on the second floor. A lecture begins. The lecturer starts going over some hex string maths and methodologies that don't make any sense. Everyone else in the class seems to understand it, but I can't be bothered to try and wrap my head around what I'm sure is nonsensical. Instead, I leave the classroom and head downstairs. However, I leave a perspective thread to follow the lecture.

While the lecture continues in the parallel thread--and I dread being called on to answer a question--I make a stop at HR to get the benefits spiel. I figure there's no way they'll be able to match everything I enjoy at my current gig, so it'll be amusing getting the sale's pitch. They start off with the badge they had given all selectees. At this point, another thread flashes back to my research into the interview after I had received the invite. The Defcon-esque badge I'd receive for attending would be proof of my qualification, and allegedly a rather impressive resume builder. As the thread where I'm in the HR benefits pitch continues, the guy starts talking about their EEO initiatives, and I can't help wonder if the only reason I got an invite was because of affirmative action silliness.

Eventually, the threads all re-converge on the lecture. I overhear one of the staff, the HR guy, talking about some data loss or something, and the need to track down the people who took it and bring them to justice. That sounds more interesting, so I volunteer, stepping out of the window onto the ledge. I'm quite high up, and as I lean over the concrete, the fall into the forest below looked a bit too real. My fear of heights kicks in and I start to have some doubts. Stomach fluttering, I take a breath, and calm my nerves. No way this isn't a dream, I remind myself. And if it isn't? I silently consider. Well, this'll suck then. I jump off, taking to the air, shouting back to the HR dude, "Just don't tell your boss on me, kay?" I shoot off at crazy speeds.

Flying so fast is exhilaration, but the archetypes necessary to enable it make the control a little wonky. Nothing I can't compensate for, as I tear through the sky, over the miles of forest below.

I spot a clearing and descend, locating the culprits. I charge up some energy in my hands, and blast them with it. The intent was fire, but due to the archetypes used to form the little globules, I end up hurling a sort of chemical foam at them. Intrigued, I made some more foam energy globules and tossed them at the crooks for the sake of experimentation. The foam burned them more aggressively than any fire could have, which honestly was a bit hard to watch as the three of them writhed in pain, screaming as the foam dissipated, sinking into their skin and leaving discolored blotch-marks. I let them run past me, not caring to continue the experiment.

Unfortunately, I notice a T-Rex in my peripherals and teleport into forest-cover as the crooks are summarily eaten by the T-Rex...who's supposedly my teacher. Weird.

I'm trapped inside a long building with a tornado approaching. I'm safe in here, but I learn that there is a group of people outside. They're trapped out there, and in great danger. So I draw a picture that turns into reality - covering all the ground in foam. They are imposed on the picture, but the ink for their eyes bleeds because it is fresh. I add a vicious zeebra/dog just for fun. Then I flood the world with invisible water, and drop the water level down to my chest. I can breathe underwater, but just in case others can't, I drop the water level again to below the entrance to the safe building.

I went back to bed after an hour or two of being awake cause my training got canceled. 40 minute nap right here from hell:

This dream is like...the reason why you do a reality check every time you wake up.

I "woke up." There was a chandelier in the middle of my room. It was swaying back and forth. Ugh. That's creepy. I got my camera so I could show Kestrel later, cause that thing was moving on its own. As I recorded the video, I looked into the display. Through the camera, I could see something pushing the chandelier back and forth. It looked like a dementor.

I decided now was a good time to leave this room.

I "woke up." Ugh thank god, I thought. I sat up in bed. There was a chandelier in the middle of my room....swaying violently. WTF? I did a reality check...dreaming. Honestly, this is not how I wanted to spend a lucid dream. I sighed, and left the room immediately. The halls were really dark and it was hard to see. A cat ran past me. I heard a laugh.

I "woke up." Was this over yet? I did a reality check....dreaming. I needed to go find a dream character to hang out with. Maybe that would take my mind off of the creepiness of this entire dream. I waded through the dark hallway until I found the bathroom. There were some housemates in there. Good. I started talking to them about wonderful nothingness and my mind was happily distracted. That was, until it came and found us in the bathroom. A bleeding cat walked in the bathroom.

I "woke up." I could feel myself waking up in reality, but it was so hard to get up I felt glued. I felt myself being pushed back into the dream, or maybe I just never even left it. I did a reality check...dreaming. This was such bullshit. It's really easy to say, ohh but Zukin, just distract yourself, do something fun! No...lucid nighmares don't work like that. You can forget, but you haven't really forgotten. And when its an invisible fear like this, it's hard to fight. Anyways, I went downstairs to the living room. It was full of light. My crush was there, and that made me supper happy. I felt safe. I hugged him. I put my hand against the glass window, and willed the glass to slowly crack. Cracks originating from my hand slowly formed until the glass became too weak and I pushed my hand through. It was really beautiful and I did it a few more times. I was having fun with this, until I heard that desperate meowing.

The cat, still covered in blood, jumped through the cracked holes in the window. The cat looked at me, and it menacingly smiled. The cat fucking smiled a bloody toothy smile.

I "woke up." I did a reality check....dreaming. I left the room immediately, I wasn't even going to look to see if that creepy chandelier was still there. I walked through the halls until I found a fire extinguisher.

Foam, foam everywhere. Fuck you creepy ass chandelier-bloody-cat demon. Foam > you.

I played in the foam.

Last Nights Dreams

Dream 1

My girls are in their room, it's a little different to what it is in RL but in my dream I didn't notice this.
They have two T.V's on their walls. One of the T.V's is hanging normally but the other is hanging sideways. I go into their room to turn off the T.V's, I look for the remote and find one, I look at it and say "that's not the right one!" I now find another remote that is exactually the same as the first one I found. I examine this remote and shake my head while saying "ohhh, these ARE the right ones!"
I now tread on a small toy that is on the floor, it looks like a small plastic horses head it felt funny when I trod on it so I keep my foot on it for a minute as I am slightly amused by this, it feels like its nibbling at my foot and I find this quite weird.
I now go back to bed, as I'm lying in bed I hear my daughter P shout "tell her Mom to stop talking about voodoo!" . P is now in my room so I go back into the girls room with her. I see my Daughter L sitting on the bed next to my daughter S. my daughter P now says "and she's been smoking in here aswell!" I say to L "you better not have been, now get out and into your own bed!" I worry incase L has given S some of her fag.
I now pick up a Macdonalds strawberry milkshake, I take it into my room and put it on my bedside table and climb back into bed.
With my hand I feel the dip in my side of the mattress ((which I really have )) I lean over to my hubby's side of the bed and feel the side of the mattress there and I feel bare foam. I now push my fingers slightly into the dip on my side and pull out a small piece of foam, I now think "shit, my hubby's going to kill me!" ((for wrecking the mattress)).
I now think about having my milkshake when suddenly my duvet is over me and something evil is trying to pull it off me .
I now realise that I'm dreaming and I'm fully lucid. I can see this things shadow through the duvet and it now says "get out of this fucking duvet, I'm going to get you!" I shit myself. This thing has never spoke before. I can't say if it's a mans voice or a woman's voice, but I can say its nasty!
I'm trying to fight this thing off me and push it away, it's pushing itself at my stomache really hard, this thing is really strong, it's really trying to get to me!!
It's now biting me on my stomache through the duvet and it hurts like a bitch!!. I think to myself "it's my dream..I'll blow it away". I blow it hard and for a second it stops ((but literally only for a second)). It comes back at me hard now, it's trying to rip through the duvet to get at me. It now says "you can't stop me, I will get you!!" it's pushing hard against me again.
I can see its shadow better now and I can see the shadows of 3 like tentacle things or legs or something like that coming out either side of this thing. I'm now thinking "what the fucks happening, this isn't just a dream, this thing is fucking real!!!"
I can't explain it but I know this wasn't just SP or just a dream, it sounds crazy I know, but this thing is sometimes in my dreams, I can always feel its presence when it's about, it's a bad, bad feeling..but this is the first time it's ever spoke to me. I'm sure as crazy as it sounds that this is some evil fucking entity or something!!!
I'm still trying to fight this thing off but I can't, it's far too strong compared to me. I decide to scream really loud to wake my real self up out of it.
My god this thing was really pissed with me this time. I feel totally invaded by this thing!!!!!

Dream 2

I'm dreaming about something to do with mice. In the last bit of my dream a girl comes into my house with either two mice or two hamsters. She now drops them on the floor to let them go because my Mom says "you can't have them!". My Mom now gets a shoe and starts smacking things and swearing as she tries to get them.

For some reason, the dream appears to start as a loading screen of a game. However, a short time later I find myself in a vibrant land, similar to the art style in 'skyward sword' (interesting fact: i was reading the nintendo magazine before going to sleep). All of a sudden, some guilmon run past me, and i realize they have populated the area. I head toward a house built into a large tree stump, where i meet a strange lecturer. I can only vaguely remember him, but he was japanese and dressed in brown, with square glasses. He then began lecturing me using a slideshow on how Guilmon is real, and is actually a species called gillyman. Right. I remember going outside for a bit, before I woke up.

A few minutes later, I entered another dream in which I was rich, and was staying in the biggest hilton hotel in the world. It consisted of one, long room which was shaped like a cuboid with the right face being bigger than the others. This was made of glass, and I could see planes taking off outside. There were also many long, low cuboids along the floor, almost like pews. There were other people there, and someone who was my enemy apparently. Anyway, there was a load of soap foam as high as the ceiling, and i set off into it, entering another dream.

In this dream, I was in Gmod (or garrys mod) and had started a zombie survival multiplayer server. However, the zombies had spawned early, and so I had to fight them in a network of blue, abstract tunnels, gathering survivors as I went and eventually escaping. Not scary, just insanely fun!


This was a good night for my dream recall, so im hoping for a repeat tonight.