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Its early morning and i'm lazing in bed when Susan comes in. I do a double take as she is already in the room and realise that the first one is a robot replica. I try to turn off the robot and hide it away but I only manage to reboot it and robot Susan starts talking. And I panic Waaaaaaa!

Next dream I am in a town in Europe and realise I am being followed. A gunman comes up to me and shoves his gun at me. I try to explain to him that I am not up to anything but am just studying the architecture of the building near buy. He is not convinced and his boss turns up also waving the same silver colt gun around. His boss looks like Paul Whitehouse (a uk comedian). I show them something is strange about the building near buy, the archway defies the laws of gravity and their is something strange about its length.

-1(L)-This started with a scene with a female driving a truck straight down a road. Then, something took control of the truck for a second, causing it to swerve off the road, off a cliff, down steep slopes and off another cliff. A few seconds later, the female DC in the truck arrived back to where I and some group were; on the road.
-2(L)-In this epic dream, I got to play Splatoon in live action. The map I started at was very tiny. The first weapon I picked was the Splattershot(I think). Once I was dropped in, I thought that death meant actual death. But then, I got shot with ink and exploded, triggering a respawn. (During this, I was dream-blurred) I died again, walking around the rectangle, trying to get a shot to an opponent on the other side of the net. [Skip] Next, we walked to the adjacent map and got ourselves ready. I was wondering what weapon I should use. After a couple seconds, I picked the Splattershot Jr., but then I noticed a green gun that I had never seen before.
|The gun was shaped like a cone, tapering off at the front. Then, the game started. Shots came out of my gun at roughly 150 rounds per minute. It shot a straight line of ink a very short distance. It also had another firing mode: one that shot a constant line of ink an even shorter distance. I was under the impression that, at point blank range, it would kill very quickly and efficiently. Instead, it did nothing besides make some electric particle effects. |
Shortly after the game began, 3 inklings were sitting down, lined up, and doing nothing. I tried to shoot them with the “laser rifle’s” 2nd firing mode, only for it to do nothing. So, I pointed the ink beam at some TV monitors nearby. Also, during the game, it was announced that, for a very short time, Splatoon and Xenoblade Chronicles X would be available for $13 each.
I counted 7 LDs in this DEILD chain.
Lucid Time: 35-140 seconds

-1-Mom and I traveled to Canada City in NW Quebec. The city was free to use; not requiring a passport to enter from outside of Canada as long as you’re within the city limits. We went to a weird, packed restaurant with dumb music and unorganized dancing.
[New Scene]
I was playing a hide-and-seek game on a tiny map with 2 other DCs. There also were teleporters in 3 different places—1 at each base, and one in the middle. I was switching rapidly between locations via the teleporters to avoid getting caught. Then, I barely hid in the bushes at the sunny edge of the map(wearing a red shirt, mind you) and got saved by the game timer.

-2-This guy called “Jackson” was really good at hiding in the woods. The woods were very spread out at one point, but extremely thick several feet above. Another area was just plain thick. The entire area was always well-lit except for the underground areas, which could be accessed via the trees. One tree underground only qualified as a ditch. The others had their own cave system. Or you could climb the trees and hide near the top. Jackson, someone else, and I were hiding in the woods from someone. This happened multiple times.

-3-At one moment, I was in the US, the next I was somewhere else. There was heavy traffic outside as I climbed the stairs to a large room, where I asked a police woman to tell me where I was.
She said, “Doom.”
Me: “Can you show me on a map?”
The woman pointed to a location on the northwest coast of Scotland. After that, I went back downstairs and woke up.

-4-In Minecraft, there was a mod that restricted ender pearls so they only worked if they landed on grass. There was an underground section (more like a hollow mountain) where I put stained glass blocks around an entrance from the top via ladder. There was also an area with very high moving platforms supported by columns that extended deep into the bluish-gray fog below. I kept falling off by missing my ender pearl throws between them.
[New Scene]
I was using an impossible gun that had simple metal cylinders as bullets. It was a large revolver pistol with 10 bullet chambers. It was impossible because the bullets were of 3 separate pieces—the pointed tip and the two cylindrical pieces, and they fired one piece at a time, turning 10 bullets into 30. Suddenly, I was in a firefight with something. I fired a number of times more than what I thought should have fir in the gun. I shot at knighting in particular. When I reloaded, I did it quickly, and got most of the bullets in. Then, I loaded the last pieces in one by one.

-5-There were these pig aliens that had guns with millions of bullets in one magazine. Then, the police arrived and fired back unsuccessfully. I was in practically no danger in the damaged parking lot at night that was surrounded by buildings. Eventually, all that was left was no cops, two aliens, and a bomb. Also, there were two mini-TARDISes. When one of the aliens set it off(timer), we all rushed into one of the TARDISes, closed the doors, and waited. Once the small explosion passed, nothing else happened.


This is what happens to the months that have only sparse content.

9/13/17
-1-I recall a silly forecast-high of 31±2°F for lots of places in the pacific ocean. Later, I received a book that had different versions of the same picture of a flower and a bee.
-F-History exam in a building with occasional door problems.
-F-Cousins and I playing WWHD.

9/14/17
-1-I was roaming around town for some reason. I had never been in this town before. Later, I found a historical skull that was supposedly 4000 years old. Some kid came in a messed it up. I guess it wasn’t important. Suddenly, a super duper snow machine turned on. This wasn’t regular snow; the machine shot it in a straight line and froze the legs of anyone in its path. This happened a couple times to a couple of people. I pulled them both out before it consumed them, only to be attacked myself. My legs were stuck as I gradually froze.
-2-I was watching a paintball game with a variety of weapons. There was a borderline AR/Sniper, a P90, and another gun. The P90 guy was a team captain, so he had the camera POV. He got a long-range kill after a sweep of the area. Sadly, I don’t remember any map layout.
-F-Something about black holes.
-F-Something about not attending classes, then forgetting it’s the weekend.

07-28-2017 -- Starts slowly. Driving around Orlando, trying to figure out how to get certain places. Taking what is probably to 408 to it's end over by UCF, but calling it one of the odd-numbered toll roads like the 417 or 429. Eventually somewhere more over near downtown, wandering around with Dale, and perhaps KPSB or Nick W. Maybe. Anyway, there is somebody that is somewhat punk-ish, but I still think or still hope is OK, and Dale ends up painting their picture, and does a remarkably decent job at it, so they don't destroy it or tear it up, but let him continue. Meanwhile, a cat gets its head stuck under a rock, and four or five other cats and kittens help to move the rock enough to free it and save it. Cool.

Meanwhile, there are a couple of girls, seemingly somewhat homeless or something, possibly with several kinds of various ages that they are trying to care for, and I am helping them put some groceries in a fridge, while a couple of older ladies come by who seem to be trying to help them out a bit. They seem to be trying to provide significant help, because they have bought 5 or 6 prepaid trac-phones for the girls to use, which seems like a fairly good investment for a couple of girls who they've just run into on the streets. Problem is, the girls seem to be involved with the punk and his friends, who are also punks, and who no longer have anything to do with people I know.

The punks are seeming to get more threatening, and because I dare even talk to the girls, are starting to push me around slightly and act like they may be starting to steal some of my stuff. Anyway, things move on a bit, and I have hiked through the downtown area for a distance, until I run into several of the girls and kids again, near the hospital, where they seem to be trying to get some help, trying to sign up for benefits or something, while seeking minor medical aid. A bunch of us are sitting in the area, and being called on one at a time to speak forth our relationship, and I end up calling out something like concerned bystander, and am trying to help out by explaining the ladies who helped them out with the prepaid phones in the hopes that it will help them get benefits. But the guy in charge is explaining how the biggest need is for a stable address where they can get mail which is not owned by the council. (Yes, my dream is starting to sound British here.)

Eventually I leave the hospital, and head back to the area where I started in, and am starting to gather up my things, but a couple of the punks are coming back and becoming a problem again. I try to get rid of them, both by sending them off to the hospital, and by warning them that the girls are my friends, and they will be mad at them if they pick on me, but they continue lightly shoving me, and making grabs for some of my stuff. By this point, I've packed all my stuff up, and am wearing two large backpacks (one of them a European-style hiking pack) and pulling two large suitcases, and am simply trying to get away. I've got my Corolla parked around the corner, but they have at least one motorcycle, so I don't want to lead them to it, but want to lose them, first, then get in the car and drive away.

There are a couple of uniformed cops standing around, and I am considering going to them for help, but I decide against it for now, and move a block over and head down the road a bit. At one point I put a little distance between myself and the guy following me, but then a lady gets knocked to the ground by the crowd and he helps her back up, and says something about being an Uber driver. I ask him about it a few minutes later, and he admits he is not, and says he just said that because I was an Uber driver. Odd stuff.

We wander through a flea market-like area where I am glancing at some used books, but it is getting late and the place is shutting down and locking up, so we have to reverse directions and get out of there, which leads back to walking back the way we came, near where all this started. The one punk is still keeping an eye on me for all the other punks, and I am getting desperate enough to consider approaching the cops to ask for help. If they can distract and hold off the punks for a few minutes, I might be able to get my car and drive away. The problem is, though the cops have not stopped us from walking back into the area (strangely), they are in the middle of blocking everything off, and are holding machine guns in their hands at the ready.

I realize that something is going down, and glancing up, see another machine gun sticking out a window, but notice it is a cop holding it. Things are obviously getting very tense, and suddenly something seems to break, and more and more shots start ringing out. Cops are firing up into the buildings towering around us (this is starting to look far less Orlando, and far more NYC) and people are firing down from the buildings into the cops. I see a couple of cops shot, and collapsing to the ground, bleeding heavily. There is a seemingly homeless woman who is calling out, demanding to give her back her gun, as she could use it better than the person who currently has is, and it seems she may be under cover, but she's shot down. By this time, several of us innocent bystanders are cowering on the grounds. I am actually underneath my backpacks and suitcases, which probably makes me a fair bit safer.

More people are being shot, and several of us are just huddling here, but several others are grabbing us, and pulling us under and inside some of the buildings, hoping to get us out of range of the shooters. Some of the people have been shot, and are bleeding as they are being pulled along, but the ones pulling are hoping they are only minorly injured. Others, like myself, are unharmed, but either in shock or playing dead, and just being pulled along. Big sections on buildings are swinging up or down on large hydraulic systems, opening or closing access to large areas, and we are worried because we don't know what is happening.

One lady (older than the teen girls looking for help, but seemingly younger than the middle aged ladies who were helping) who seems to be in her late 30s or early 40s sees me being dragged along there, and seems to be worried about me, and she is kind of cute, so I am considering getting up and speaking to her, but that's about when I woke up.

-F-Something about Mario outside my house at night in the snow.
-1-I was in Antarctica for a while, with painfully obvious timeskips from winter to sunrise. It was cold outside, and I got a small electric shock from a fence. Later, I was near Seattle with family.
-2-There were a couple guys outside with shotguns, so I told a few people inside. Suddenly, everyone in the building ran to the adjacent theater and sat down, when they could have just left Not a single shot went off.

-1-This entire dream, I was a wolf. It started in a store with a gray floor, light gray walls, isles on one side, and floored objects on the other. I was sneaking around the floored objects to avoid being seen by anybody. However, I was seen by a guy that was lying down on the floor, trying to look for something, I guess. I then grunted, and quickly made my way outside. Once outside, I began to run at high speed through trees and grass. For some reason, everybody from the store was chasing me, and one of them was armed with a machine pistol, which he fired a couple times.

After roughly 20-30 seconds of running, I came to the edge of a ‘cliff’. It was more like a steep hill, so I thought that I would return to it as an escape route if all other options proved to be undesirable. To the right of me was a forest slightly downhill. I started to run alongside the pseudo-cliff until I got to a ledge overhang that was too high to safely jump off of. Just then, the people caught up with me, so I was trapped. Fortunately, they didn’t want to kill me, but I still wanted to get away from them. As a result, I jumped off the ledge to my death. I clicked respawn, and woke up.

-2-This dream started with a hole in the wall closed off with a rectangular piece of fabric and a zipper. Opening the zipper, I crawled through the opening to find a room with a step ladder and unfinished walls. Above the same ladder were some paths(3 of them). I can’t remember which one I took, but eventually I found a similar room with a step ladder. After observing this room, I headed back to hallway from which I originally entered.

Suddenly, the 12th Doctor showed up and told me to reopen the crawlspace, because apparently something was following him. This time, I closed the zipper behind me, and we ventured on. First, we came to a small room that had clean, vertical cobwebs, all exactly the same length spread across the ceiling in a perfect grid.

Next, we found ourselves in a church with no chairs, and Link fighting with something against something. The Doctor said that we needed to fight with swords. Eventually, the small creatures we were fighting ran away into a room in the northeast corner of the main room, which turned out to be some sort of medical room. The two creatures jumped up onto the beds. Neither of the nurses/doctors suspected that anything was wrong.

(L)x3 - DILDx3 | Hands, Zelda Maps, Young Link, Fortress, Lake, Houses, Gorillas, Guns
-1(L)-First lucid: I successfully increased my awareness. I then in the living room commanded my feet to turn into hands, and it worked.
-2(L)-Second lucid: nothing of interest happened.
-3(L)-Third Lucid: I looked at the complete maps some Zelda games.
Time: 1-3 minutes

-4-I remember that the dream was centered around OoT’s Gerudo Fortress, and when I got captured, I jumped out of jail as Young Link and got immediately captured again. I told mom to not get caught as I jumped out a second time, this time slashing and killing all the guards and getting some arrows.

-5-I remember being at the lake’s west side and looking at the weirdly built houses in bed locations. There was a blue one where the garage was above ground, floating and facing the lake. Another one was brown and a lot of its floor was hanging.
[New Scene]
Me and some other guy were running from four gorillas were trying to kill us. They followed us until we got our guns, which included a shotgun, rifle, and a pistol. The rifle did no damage so I used the shotgun because they killed the other guy I was with. It appeared that all four of them were dead, and I had no ammo. However, I was suddenly downstairs in the nearby house, and the last gorilla appeared, which I quickly killed my remaining pistol. Then suddenly, a friend showed up, and I woke up.

This was last night. Bed 10 pm. Watched The Town movie, where bank robbers have a shootout with police in riot gear.

Long and detailed. Took 2x300 alpha gpc.
So I'm in a building with others. Trying to escape. Get to a huge room, size of a hangar. We are high up. Looking down, the room continues to the left. Blood on the walls. It's some kind of a killing room and same was suppose to happen to us. Long heavy chains are hanging by the walls from the ceiling. I'm thinking if I could climb up, swing the chain, grab another one, all the way to the exit. But they are too far from each other.

Someone comes and opens locked door, let's us continue escaping. Going through corridors and rooms. Now in a residential house with group of escapees. We have a long way ahead of us. I'm looking through cabinets to find survival gear. Finding clothes, plastic forks, tupperware, items for personal hygiene. Packing them all. We see police in riot gear sneaking around the house. Watching them through the window blinds. Then I hear my mom yelling outside the window if I am there. I get out through another window and meet up with her. Now some people from my original group walk by. I tell them to watch out for police car on the corner, so we turn and walk other way.

This was a couple of days ago.

I'm In Peru on a group tour. Walking through some caves. Guide tells us about artifacts that can be found. We look, and sure enough, there are silver colored rings in the ground. Some are only half berried, some found after some digging. I pick some up, but then I leave them. I don't know why we were able to find them and what's the catch. When we are leaving, one male tourist says "will pay for these copies" . It made me think that guides put them there for groups and then they make them pay for it.

Another scene - going on a fast boat across a large lake. Water is very muddy and turbulent. Lots of strong currents, large waves. I'm thinking which way I would swim to the shore if we capsized.

I was exploring a dark, empty hospital or something. I checked the room, put my flashlight on the table and scavenged some ammo and what not. I didn't have a lot of time before a group of 5 enemies found me. One of them was a massive muscular zombie. He was like a small car, barely fit through doors. The other monster I focused on was a banshee: blue ethereal woman flying through walls and wailing. I had a bunch of guns. I can't recall which weapon I had out first. Pistol or rifle? Something like that. I switched to a flamethrower but I didn't have enough space to back away from them. I was trapped in a corner and died.

Dream continued from a previous save, like in a game. This time I knew where they would be coming from. I took out my shotgun and walked to the door they came from previously. In a small dark bathroom they were dormant and waiting. I shone my flashlight on the zombie man and he slowly turned to look at me. Then I started backing up and shooting. They were really durable. I regretted starting with a shotgun. Should've used a grenade launcher or something. I couldn't kite the banshee. She phased through the floor and grabbed my leg. I was done, again.

That "monsters" tag gets a lot of use in my DJ Most consistent dream sign of mine, for sure.

Vague and poorly remembered dreams overall, linked by a pervasive feeling of threat, but in the end I came to an insightful realization.

In one scene, the garage door was open, and I was with at least one other DC pointing a gun at some cats milling around just outside. I love cats, but I suspected that these might be evil spirits in disguise.

In another scene, I saw a collection of malevolent dolls outside the front door of a house at night. Their malevolence was limited by the fact that most of them had no arms, except for one shaped like an octopus, which had its full complement of tentacles. That one was almost cute, though. Another doll was especially wicked but consisted of only a head, and I watched as a dog came up and carried it off. "It's just as well," I commented to someone standing nearby. "He was already almost dead."

In the final and most notable scene, I was holding a door shut against some evil force that was trying to push it open. I was exerting as much strength as I could, hoping to lock the door to better secure it, but I couldn't get it closed tightly enough to fasten the latch. I felt the door beginning to open wider, despite all my efforts, and my anxiety increased... until I suddenly realized that I was making a category error.

If this was my world, a physical threat, then yes, I would need to try to hold the door with physical force. But I recognized that this was not my world, and in this world, my attempts to push the door closed only gave more power to the threat. To avoid the threat I needed to deny it my strength by denying it my attention, just like in dreams. I did not actually recognize that I was dreaming, only that this was an analogous situation.

There was a woman standing next to me, so I expressed my thoughts to her and distracted myself by caressing her face and shoulders. The sensuality quickly dissipated the anxiety I had felt about the door, and it ceased to be a threat even though I was no longer holding it closed.

I was inspired by my realization, and inquired the woman's perspective on it. "So it works because we are aliens here?" I asked her. She replied that some groups held this point of view, but others disagreed, so that my standing in relation to this world remained controversial.

12/21/2016
Fragment One
"Snake Among Dragons"
I was with a fairly close-knit group of martial artists, meeting with each other about something or other. There was a cop within the group, sitting there in street clothes and trying to blend in with us, but it was becoming more and more apparent that he was there to dig up dirt on our group.


Fragment Two
I just remember a cat diving into a pool and being able to sort of freedive and hold its breath for an impressive amount of time.



12/22/2016
"Diva Scorned"

I was being chased by some psychotic, pistol-packing diva - with her expansive group of henchmen - through a big, fancy hotel setting. I have no idea why they were chasing me, or who my companion was, but I know the orders were to shoot on sight. During the chase, someone was able to take us into their apartment and hide us in a small space at the side of a bed, just as the woman showed up. They ended up torturing the person that was hiding us, and who had absolutely refused to give us up. I can't remember what all they did to him, but at one point, I do remember them taking high-pressure heat to his face - like a modified blowtorch with no flame - and literally burning and blistering all over his face and head.

Next thing I knew, they were gone and we were back on the run, through the hotel hallways and out onto the scaffolding outside, goons firing a few pot shots at us along the way. Making it down to the parking lot, we looked for crowded areas and tried to stay hidden.



12/25/2016
Fragment
There was a bright green viper loose in Shaun's house - pretty much just slithering around, wherever it pleased. I did a fairly good job of avoiding it, in the beginning but eventually it struck out at locked onto my calf. The last thing I remember was wondering if I was going to make it to the hospital in time to not die.



12/26/2016
Fragment One
This one was something about the Tree of the Dead, from the movie Sleepy Hollow. I don't remember much from the dream, except chopping away at the center of the tree, as if more trying to destroy it than investigate it. Just like in the movie, though, I was getting sprayed and saturated with the human blood and gore that made up the tree's insides. I don't remember any encounter with the Headless Horseman, or anything like that - just the tree, itself - though I do know that I had someone with me.


Dream Two
"The Thin Lucid Line"

I was out for some good times with friends, and there was an attractive woman that just kind of fell into our group, after a while, along with some of her male and female friends. The woman and I had been getting along really well, and one of her friends was continuously trying to hook her up, but we all knew that there was going to be nothing going on between us. Throughout the day, I had been driving, and I vaguely remember stopping into a grocery store, before we all went to an apartment complex.

The sun had just gone down, when a group of maybe 8 of us were walking through the parking lot, and two of the guys - one white, one black - decided to play, what they referred to as "a prank". They, then disappeared behind one of the buildings. A few seconds later, a woman comes running out from one of the hallways, screaming for the police, just as a patrol car 'happened' to be pulling into the complex.

Naturally, we all scattered and attempted to evade the police. While running through the parking lot, I'd begun to suspect that I was dreaming. Taking one huge leap, I launched myself into the air, and nearly touched the roof of one of the tall apartment buildings, slowly descending back toward the ground. Trying to keep myself calm and get my bearings within the dream state, I took another jump, just a bit more focused, and touched-down to the rooftop. I, then, flew across the parking lot, to the rooftop across from the building I was once on. (I had originally wanted to do the 'Lucid Task of the Month' but I had completely forgotten, by this point.) Now, assured that I was dreaming, I went back down to find my group.

The cops had everyone rounded up. There were two black cops and one white one - the two black cops acting nonchalant and, ridiculously enough, carrying basketballs as if they were trying to appeal to us level (while being racial stereotypes, obviously). They started putting us in their cruiser and the white cop turned to me and started making bigoted remarks. Still lucid, I just laughed at him and said something smart, in return. Becoming instantly defensive, the cop pulled out his gun and shot me in one leg. It felt like a light punch, and ultimately didn't faze me at all, in terms of pain. The act was, though, irritating, and it caused me to laugh directly in his face, at his futility.

I said something like "you fool! This is a dream. This is My dream! You think you can hurt me, here??" I then held up one hand and challenged him to shoot me in the hand, just to prove to him (read as: myself) that I could override the pain. He looked at my hand, and back at me...and then he shot me multiple times in the Legs, again. It caught me a little off-guard, but I focused on ignoring the pain and what little discomfort came about had immediately disappeared.

Again, his defiance irritated me, but caused me to laugh at him through grit teeth. I was just just about to go completely OP'd on him, when I felt the dream beginning to fade away. I didn't even try to fight waking up, though, even though I would have enjoyed tormenting this DC, and I just let the dream slip away while I awoke.

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I've noticed some recurring themes of racism and fascism in my dreams, lately. Makes sense, really. I've been taking in a lot of politics, and playing games like Tomb Raider and The Last of Us, which contain a lot of such situations. No question as to whether waking world media is seeping into my dreams. Lol.

12/17/2016
Fragment One
"Screamulator"
I was on a virtual reality / roller coaster hybrid-thing with Cierra. It was supposed to be scary, but it really wasn't all that impressive...at first. At some points, along the ride, I would lift up my VR visor and look at the inner-workings of the ride. It was some bizarre marriage of industrial-grade, metallic structures, electronics, and live, supernatural-looking creatures - as if many of the virtual creatures we were seeing in the visors had actual, real-world counterparts, which were being manipulated (practically-tortured) for the purpose of making this ride work.

It was very strange and surreal, and I don't think Cierra ever took off her visor and saw what was going on.

Fragment Two
"Snowy Trail with JJ"
My girlfriend and I were walking down a snowy mountain, at night. At some time during our walk, we were approached and followed by a white wolf. At first, it made my girlfriend nervous, but I squatted down a little, as it came close, and put out my hand. The wolf moved into it and allowed me to pet it without incident. It then continued to follow us on our walk, until being deterred by a large, tan/orange scorpion that cross our path. It wandered off in one direction, following the scorpion.



12/19/2016
"Reality Killavision"

This started as some sort of mix of a haunted house and a TV show. There was a group of about a dozen people, all moving through this "haunted" set. During the course of the show, people would be disappearing from the group, one by one, and sometimes completely new people would take their place. It felt very Saw/Hostel-inspired. Later, though, the 'fantasy' nature of the show disappeared, and we found that we were all in very real danger - not so much from anything supernatural, but from actual murderers lurking within the set, including a sniper who was waiting in one very large room with a high wall on the far side.

Soooo, This one is kinda weird. I was in a skate park doing bmx tricks(I can't do that shit in real life), So i go to the back and then shit starts to get violent. I shot an innocent woman before i had to shoot 5 others with guns. I was using an M16-A4 rifle, Semiautomatic. So the shootout only lasted about 3 minutes because in real life....I know all about this weapon. So, we get away and we are driving away pretty fast but, I feel nothing as i disassemble my rifle and store it away. I notice that its kind of dark but then, there is a bright ray of sunshine just blaring through the clouds. I say to the driver...."I just killed 6 people", and he says, "Yea you did you fucking savage". Then I woke up thinking, Im not that savage lol....Just a Musician.

12/08/2016
"New World Disorder"

Tony, BR, MR and I decided to infiltrate a Neo-Nazi rally.

We were being led down into what seemed like an underground garage, surrounded by Neo-Nazis. Most were stereotypical - white, with shaved heads - but there were a few minorities speckled throughout the crowd as well. En route to the meeting area, we passed through several rooms that looked as if they were ripped out of the "generic haunted house" handbook; various torture chambers - both physical and psychological - with a number of digital monitors showing compilations of gruesome acts of violence that were, undoubtedly, being performed on the people being held captive within this place.

We were herded into a main room and shuffled our way toward the back of the gathering of maybe a little over 100 people, trying as best we could to blend in as sympathetic to their cause, in order to observe their actions and rhetoric. One man spoke from the podium and, though I can't really remember much of what he said, it was all too constantly met with cheers and chanting from the mob.

Before long, the rallying cries began to take on a tone of suspicion and accusation, waves of negativity progressing through the crowd and making their way back toward us. The group was becoming more and more alarmed that there were traitors or 'outsiders' among them. It didn't take long before we were confronted and discovered to be...disloyal. A long chase inevitably ensued, and we were soon sprinting through the halls of this expansive facility, which was gradually morphing from a dank, dilapidated, present-day industrial setting and into a sanitized, futuristic and seemingly state-funded Base of Operations with grayed-out metal and stone interiors that looked pretty-distinctly Sci-Fi. Armed sentries pursued us while we dodged and darted within the halls, at one point coming to an annex and staring down the barrel of a massive cannon that they had instantly erected in our path before we changed directions and ran down an other hallway before the group of henchmen manning the unnecessarily-large weapon could get a single shot off.

Having split from my group while running, I was being tailed by a small squad of Nazis (now in even more militaristic attire), when I turned a corner of an apartment-style hallway, ducking into the first open door that I saw and closing the door behind me. Inside, I ran into a young woman who was quite startled by my having barged into her room. Frantically, I whispered a plea for her help and gave her a brief rundown of what had happened. Apparently, she was one of many people being held by these fascists against her will, so she was willing to aid me by shoving her into her closet. The patrol kept on searching, so I had to remain in this cramped space for most of the day. The girl ended up taking a nap on the bed across the room, and there eventually came a knock at the door. The guards were doubling back and checking the rooms, individually.

The girl didn't hear the first few knocks, or the demands for the door to be opened. Fearing they were going to burst in and search the place, I picked up a shoe from the closet floor and chucked it across the tiny apartment, hitting her with it and waking her up just in time for her to respond to the guards. She tried to get them to leave her be, but they insisted upon coming in, just before I was able to fully shut the closet door - which the girl noticed. She tried to keep their attention from the closet but, from the darkness, I could see that they were starting to glance over toward my hiding place in suspicion. When they did, the girl raised a huge stink about how they were immoral thugs, disrespecting her privacy. She was even able to call in another female friend to back her up. The friend came in, immediately chastising the guards for being so cruel as the pair whipped up some crocodile tears and began to console each other for this apparently sexist infraction. The newcomer seemed to know all about the rouse, and was playing along perfectly.

It worked. The guards, not wanting to get too caught up in this seemingly-overwhelming display of female emotion, ended up leaving the room without fully searching the place. The two strangers had saved me, and when I was sure the patrol was gone, I set back out to find my friends.

I remember one last fragment about being on the outside architecture of the base, maybe a few hundred feet above ground and cornered by the patrol, yet again. I don't recall how the whole thing ended, though.

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(Possible inspirations: a topic recently came up, where some friends and I were reminiscing on a time when we created fake accounts for Stormfront.com, which is a "White Nationalist/Supremacist" website, and did a hilarious trolling raid on them, some 10 years or so ago. Obviously, with everything that has been going on in American politics, as of late, the subject matter has been on my mind.)

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