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okayyyy great recall last night! nonlucids
any color except black=dream Lucid

dream 1: I find myself at an outdoor Skillet concert. John, Korey, and Jen were onstage. It is midday and it is very hot. I am on the right side of the crowd, near the front. John stands in the middle, Korey on the left, and Jen in back. Ben is no where to be seen. The concert is over very soon and I appear in their tour bus.
It is very large on the inside, almost like a condo, and I talk to Korey. I don't remeber what we said. Jen comes in wearing a short-sleeved gray shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. She sits next to Korey and me on the peach colored couch and we talk.
(Time skip)
John is standing next to a mirror and he is fixing his hair. I tell him,"You should do that mohawk thing." he looks at me and shrugs.
(fuzziness)
I finally find Ben and I go over to him. I find that I am almost as tall as him. He has bangs that sweep down the right side of his face. I rub the top of his head to mess up his hair and he asks me why. I shrug and walk away. I find John and Korey's kids, Alex and Xavier. We play a little bit in a tiny playhouse like thing. They look older then they really are.
(fuzziness)
I look around for Ben and Jen and I find them sitting on the couch. I think to myself It'd be cute if they'd kiss. or something similar. Ben and Jen are talking, too low for me to hear. Jen leans on Ben's shoulder and sighs. Ben puts an arm around her and sighs also. He is wearing a vest, tie, normal jeans, and some sort of shoes. His hair is still kinda boring looking. Jen looks up and they lean with their lips VERY close to each other: like this [---------------] far apart. Jen gets this *woah* look in her eyes and they kiss each other, a little passionate.
(time skip)
I am talking to Jen. Korey walks up and smiles at her. Ben is staring out the window like he can't believe what happened, and John is drinking Dr. Pepper like always. By the way, John took my advice and did the little mohawk thing.
I WOKE UP THEN AT 3AM


DREAM2: I arrive at home to find the carpet and walls covered in orange paint. I know that I can't touch the paint so I leap really far and barely miss the paint. I go to my room and find my grandma sitting at my computer desk. I find that I feel really tired and can hardly move or focus on anything. My grandmother hands me a headset and I think it is cool.
(fuzzieness)
I watch my mom try to hook te headset up to the internet so I can video chat and voice chat with people online. She looks confused and I now find that I cannot open my left eye. I don't freak out. I feel tired again and it feels like everything is "carnival mirror" like. I look around in confusion and shrug.
(more fuzzy)
I am in the dining room and my mom has a bunch of stuff on the table. It is just a bunch of old toys that my grandma used to use. I grumble and walk away in boredom. My sister and brother are in their room and I say hi then walk away. I feel sooo tired and everything is fuzzy and unclear. I still cannot open my left eye. I am irritated.
I WAKE UP AT 12NOON

notes:
Yup, my major dream sign is hanging out with Skillet
I think another one is feeling tired and/or not being able to open my left eye

This dream starts off with me hanging out in what seems to be a type of cabin room with what appears to be some friends of mine, and one of my nephews. As they talk, I look around the room and notice that we have several skillets, a sword, and some kind of gun. I then walk out of the room with my nephew. Just as we reach the center of what seems to be a large, desert-like area surrounded by several cabins, an alarm sounds off.

Automatically I recognize this as the sound signaling the beginning of a zombie apocalypse. My nephew and I run back to our cabin to pick up the things I took notice of earlier, but we can't get through a large crowd of panicking people, and our cabin has been looted by the time we reach it. Angry at the gall of the people, we race back out to see my mom, dad, and sister in what seems like a mix between a Hummer, a four-wheeler, and a bulldozer. They toss us weapons: I get a couple of pistols and a metal spear, and my nephew gets a rifle and a Katana. We jump onto the back of the exterior of the vehicle and begin killing zombies as we drive by.

Suddenly the scene changes to what seems like an Italian Renaissance era (think Assassin's Creed 2/Brotherhood), and I have just stabbed the final surviving zombie through the head with my spear. Some buzzer goes off like I've just won a game show, and the scene changes again.

This time, I'm a 3rd person view. I'm looking at a young guy in a lab, who's probably in his 20's. From witnessing the scene, I'm able to make out that he has recreated the zombie strain and plans to put it in food to re-create the apocalypse to gain access to something, as he will have the only vaccine. He laughs a typical maniacal laugh, and I wake up.