non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Dreaming I am sleeping at my downstairs bedroom and I wake up and see a snake near the bed. I have a pile of chairs on a corner with more stuff on top and she is coming out of it. I yell and my dad appears and grabs her. I tell him to throw her outside the fence but not hurt her, but as usual he just kills her. Then he complains about the mess in my house and how it creates hiding spaces for snakes. I explain there is no way they can get inside the house that it becomes a problem and that we should focus instead on figuring out how this one got inside. Secretly I wonder if there are more in the house. Watching the tv show Friends, first season, but in this version they are still high school kids. I then become one of the characters and the school experience is a total nightmare. In the classroom, the teacher doesn't teach, he just hands out written info that we have to read and figure out. Then I go to the bathroom and all the toilets are side by side with no stalls dividing or providing privacy. I have a meldown and head for the exit looking for a quiet place. I encounter a group that runs some secret society in the school. I try to hide from them in a storage room, but I am caught. Yet they are not trying to hurt me, they think I am someome else from their society, so they hand me an outfit I must wear, in black and white polka dots. Some kid drops a wand and a small toy object and I hand it back to him. He then swallows the little toy and chokes. I do CPR and save him. I go around looking for some bathroom, hoping they have a better one, but there is only one toilet and some daly with diarrhea is in there. Then I accidentaly enter a room intended for higher level attendees of the secret society and they basically kill people. I fear for my life.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At a high school like the one in Glee. A talk is happening at an auditorium, but the presenters also sing. I have a mic on my desk and I think I am supposed to join in, but I turn it off. Girl to my side seems a bit uncomfortable at the idea that I sing, so I guess she'll be happy that I don't. At the end, everyone leaves, and a couple people come to clean the room and I cant help but to broom a little bit to help them, an OCD thing. Then I go check outside, and find two floors entirely dark. I hear steps and hide in a swirl staircase that leads nowhere. Actually I then find a trap door that leads to an attic and it is full of costumes and accessories, like a storage to the theater club. I grab my cellphone to take pictures and spot some giant teddy bear moving and telling me not to do it. There is someone inside the bear and then I realize half a dozen others giant furries around, popping up. They don't wanna be caught, so I explain I was just taking the pics to myself, not to post on the web and also I was more interested in the costumes, not them. They still don't like it. Then some kid goes up some more swirl stairs running and I ask if there is another floor. Some guy appears very nervous with my question, so I just go upstairs to check. I find nothing weird, it looks like a museum with old instruments and wood and iron tools and part of it is transformed into kind of a gym setting. This guy comes after me and challenges me to do the exercise circuit. It involves a lot of climbing walls and then I get to a terrace where some people are sitting in a circle and the vintage decor is gorgeous. I try taking another picture but the camera still does not cooperate. At a high school or college again, but even darker. Walking through its endless corridors and I find a group of students who murder others, like a secret society. They do it with so much impunity they even capture and release a bunch of people and only kill one from them, letting go of the others after having watched it unfold. They also only murder on Saturdays. They capture me, along other 3 girls and a couple boys and they terrorize us with knifes and saws and threatening to kill us. They take us to an interior garden with a lake and wood walkways over it and they throw us in the water while they drag one of the boys to some bench and they sit by his side. They terrorize him by telling him he will be the one sacrificed and they tell him what they'll do to him. Some girl manages to reach a door and leaves. There is a group passing by and she joins them for safety but I am hoping she asks for help, but no, she just starts small talk with them and leaves. The boys inside close the door. Then one of them who saw my despair comes to me with a big sword and threatens me with it. Says they are proud of this new weapon they ordered to specifications. It looks almost like a sabre but has an ergonomic grip and several types of saw teeth on the blades and a curved end with more saw. He says it cuts flesh and then also bones. He feels so confident he hands me the sword for me to feel it. Meanwhile, we are still in the water. The lake water is dirty and there is vegetation. He gets called by his friends, so he goes immediately, forgetting the sword which I hide underwater. I don't know if I can use it, but I keep studying the situation. They now want to release us and kill the other, so I hide the sword in my pants and coat hoping they forget about it. And indeed they do. That one guy is not very smart and the others are not paying attention. We are allowed to leave and I say we have to seek help but the others say it is pointless. I don't get it. I go around the school looking for an admin office and indeed I find nothing. I find a cafeteria but that is the most official thing there, no one is charge. How odd. Also, seems that everybody knows about it and keep coming everyday to school like it is nothing. I go eat something before going away and devise a plan. The cafeteria lady is extremely nice and is selling some pumpkin pie and fig pie and calling it the best in the world, so I am curious. Some kid buys half a pie but I just want one slice. I ask how much and the lady inserts on the register something like 50 dollars. I say to her that surely she missed a comma or put to many zeros but she doesn't flinch. So I give up. Then some girl who was watching me, notices the volume in my pants, I show her what it is, she says they'll put my head on a stake for that. We leave the school and go to my place. She is so hot that we get involved in a lesbian relationship. We make out, she fondles my breasts, I kiss hers. Then we devise a very twisted plan to fuck those fuckers. I go back to school one morning and find part of the guys in the parking lot at the entrance, discussing the episode of the lost sabre and whom they suspect of. Someone says my name but the others think I am too afraid and docile to be the one who actually snatched it. I am also the "European kid" and they think I am weak. They mock my tiny European car. So I park right in the middle of all them and come out from the car ostentatiously carrying the sword, on some straps on my back. From now on it is my signature look. They can't believe the nerve but they aren't mad, they find it amusing and approach me with teasing smiles. I open the car trunk to get something from it and let them see what they think is ivory and other illegal animal trophies from Africa. They are confused. What is this about? And I tell them I traffic illegal trophies from Africa that my boyfriend brings from there. (But in fact everything is fake). One of them wants to trade with me but offers me crap in exchange. I see they want to profit from my trade and all of a sudden they see me as a potential ally and want to be in. I think that was the start of my plan.
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Last I remember from this dream was that I was in a room full of people. I had a rifle (an AK47), and was holding people hostage. Controlling the crowd was tough. Some were too scared, and there were just too many of them. I threatened them, but some still tried to flee. I shot and killed them. I was being recruited into a malicious secret society (clearly based on MJ12 from Deus Ex) by a man obviously based on Walton Simons (also from DX). He didn't at all look like Simons, though. He wanted me "in", and it didn't feel like "no" was an option. He's not the kind of person you say no to. He gave me a tour of his "facility". My grandpa was there, apparently working for them too. There was a lab. I have notes about "salad", but I waited too long to write this down so I have no idea what it means. There was also a scene in which "Simons" was speaking on Helium (funny voice!).
Waking up after a dream that your husband was kidnapped? Quite a relief. Having to tell him that we might have been inducted as part-time members of the Wild Hunt? Maybe not so awesome. *** Cernunnos (KER noo nohss): the Celtic Horned God. Ravana (rah-vuh-nuh): antagonist in the Hindu epic Ramayana, follower of Shiva, king of Lanka, and depicted as having ten heads. *** I'm standing at a window, looking out into the forest. It's midday, and sunlight streams down onto the meadow that leads from the trees to the house. Movement. A deer appears, walking confidently from the forest. He has ten heads, all of them focused down the road beyond the house. I'm kneeling at the window as the deer goes by, close enough to touch. He's almost gone past. I hesitate, then tap on the glass. All ten heads swivel towards me, ten pairs of eyes focused on me, just beyond a thin pane of glass. I flinch at the idea that I'm getting the attention of this king of the forest the same way that disrespectful children get the attention of animals at the zoo. I'm sorry to bother you, I tell him. I saw you, and I know I'm not supposed to. I thought you should know. He stares for a moment. Then, a few of his heads dipping to look back down the road, he tells me: Come with me. *** We're at a bar. In the interim, I've learned more about our world's masquerade, been inducted into a secret society, and given my husband the necessary introductions. "At one point," my husband tells me, "Four of his heads swivelled around to look at me." His implication, it was creepy, remains unsaid. This is a supernatural bar, after all, and the king of the forest is never too far away. "He gave you half his attention," I say, tapping on my glass. "Imagine having one hundred per cent of it on you." I shiver at the memory of ten pairs of eyes looking into my soul. *** Not even 24 hours, I think to myself. Not even long enough for the police to get involved. And yet here I am, asking for a god's audience—to demand help to find my missing husband. Because I know that they've taken him. The king holds his court under the stars. He stands in the centre of the dais in anthropomorphic form, wearing dark maroon robes. I can feel the weight of his many eyes on me... but it feels like a weight has been lifted off of my chest. The decision has already been made. I can breathe. I need access to the network of cameras along the highway, I tell the god. They may be a long way from here by now, but even they would need to stop for gas. The heads that are looking my way nod in recognition, and the god raises a hand on his left side, a soft movement gesturing at the man behind him. I'm standing at the railing, the scrutiny of the court no longer resting with me (but watching, always watching). The man in the suit (the god's left hand) looks down his nose at me, a faint sneer on his face. New favourites of the god already asking for favours, I can practically hear him think. I'm calm, going through the motions with the mechanized precision of a person in mid-crisis. (Fight or flight or solve the goddamn problem.) "Thank you for seeing me," I tell him, even though we both know he had no choice in the matter. And then I change gears. "I'll need one of your techs to go through the footage with me. I can't do it myself this time—" this time, because that's the world we're now a part of "—but next time this happens to one of our people, I'll be able to help." A flash of emotion across his face, too quick to identify, and his eyes warm somewhat. "I'm {error "-Anderson," he says, catching my hand in a firm handshake. "Welcome to �����."
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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED 22:30 GMT Revolution Some revolution is going on but I have a hard time telling the good guys from the bad guys. 2:00 GMT Tiny world inside the bathbub I’m in the bathroom and I see my cat’s head coming out of the drainage hole. I don’t have a clue how's that possible but I fear he might be trapped in there and I want to help. I break the tub and I put my hand through the hollow interior to get the cat. But instead of finding the cat, the interior of the tub walls have divisions and it is like a miniature house, with tiny figurines that come to life. I then become part of the action on this little world. Injured animals A cute puppy appears but he’s injured in his head and bleeding. I take care of him and as I clean the wounds, he becomes a man. He lays down to rest. We are now in my grandma’s kitchen. Then my dad is also present and he tells me he thinks he is not going to survive. But the bleeding seems to stop so I am hopeful. I then hear what seems like another injured animal screaming outside but all I see is some kids doing something. As I fear they might be hurting an animal I go screaming at them, saying I will call the police. Then I realise they were doing nothing wrong and there's no animal and they look at me like I’m some crazy lady. 3:20 GMT Reptilians I I was accepted at some kind of college fraternity or secret society group. We are on what seems to be an improvised court of law. We’re wearing the college uniform. I and another girl are new to the group and we’re a bit lost with the whole ceremony. We have to repeat some kind of oath and the other girl is so nervous she messes up. They are a bit harsh on us, but we know it’s normal that first time we fail, because we never saw this text before. After the ceremony, the ones who are there for longer time go to a room upstairs to deliberate or something - they have a secret meeting we cannot attend. But I go upstairs to do something else and out of distraction I open the wrong door and enter their meeting. They are all in reptilian form and I realise this is their natural selves. Surprised by my presence, some of them try to quickly go back to their human shape, but it’s too late, I already know. I don’t feel scared though. I ask them why they let us in their group if we’re not like them. I wonder if they are my enemies but for some reason want to keep me close so they have an eye on me. But as we look at each other, waiting for one another to speak, a group of guys from another fraternity/group invades this house where we are, to kill me and the other girl. The reptilians protect us. I am totally confused. I run from them and I get trapped on a balcony. From there I see down below an interior patio surrounded by walls and a gate. This group just chased outside two guys from "my" group and hammered one in the head leaving him dead on the ground. The other is still being chased into the woods, beyond the gate. I remember I can fly, so I fly over them and I pick up the guy running, trying to lift him off the ground to save him. He is heavy, but I somehow manage to drag him along. We arrive at a train station and I have a car parked there. We enter the car and we escape. 4:45 GMT Reptilians II I am back to same dream. I am trying to dig some answers. I try to find out why I am being both chased and protected. I meet a reporter who’s also researching these groups and what they’re up to. We meet at some public place. When she leaves I see the frat boys again in the crowd. Because we’re on a public place, I hope they won’t kill me there, but still they are closing me in and they attack me in the crowd. I threaten them by saying I’ve told everything I knew about the dead and missing college kids to the press. They don’t seem bothered at all. In the fight I get hurt and they seem to be pretty interested in one of my fingers. I look at it and the skin got off from the fight, exposing reptile skin under. Oh my god, I’m one of them! (Second time I dream I'm a reptilian) 6:45 GMT
I was on Belle Isle island and I was wanted by the evil authorities, so I had to flee, but I knew that if I took the ferry they would catch me easily, so I had to find another way. A relative told me of a fisherman who often took people to the mainland, so I went to the beach and found him. His ship was really a small rowing boat. He agreed to take me to the mainland and didn't even ask for compensation. Thanks to him, I crossed to and fro Belle Isle many times. Later, I was in my grandparents house, which is on the peninsula closest to Belle Isle. I had taken a clandestine cat with me from Belle Isle and I had to hide his presence from my relatives, but for some reason the cat had to stay outside in the front yard, so every time my aunt came out I had to go and shoo the cat away so she wouldn't see it. Later again, me and my friend/crush John managed to get introduced into a secret branch of my bank. But then, we had to get out to spread information to other underground resistance members. We had pretended to be a couple, so stay in character I hugged him and kissed him on the cheek and he was all embarrassed, saying something like: "You've done enough now!" Influences: my research into Resistance in occupied Finistere during WWII
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