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It started in a time of quake and fear. Everyone was inside homes protecting themselves from the creatures that lurked outside. These creatures would kill anyone they have their eyes on. The weather was rainy outside but not so much of it. I stood in a room with the rest a lot other people waiting for an absolution.

I took no refuge here, instead I went out and searched areas out of curiosity. Then something happened. There was a dog to my left coming towards me. It was a big one, almost as big as a tiger, but I stood my ground and prepared to dodge and attack. The dog ran past me and attacked someone else standing behind me instead. A perfect time for me to escape back in to the building of refuge!

When I made it back in to the room, I appeared in a short, narrow room. Me, my sister, and both my parents were there. I had not realized I was dreaming until I raised out my right hand and summoned a lady. This lady was not just a lady, no. She was a ghost. And every time I tried to summon this same lady, one of my parents disappeared. This ghost scared me. The only one with me was my older sister. She's always there in my ghost dreams. I took it to be a great idea to stick a syringe in me and go to sleep from it. I did and woke up a little too sleepy.

When I woke up from the dream, or a little later(I don't remember), I was paralyzed. I could not move a single muscle. This always happens when I decide to really relax before going to sleep. I could not get up. I felt this sensation growing inside of me, it was building up. I don't know what it was but once I felt too much, I heard a loud scream on my left ear, a demon maybe. I'm not sure what it was but this was all I could get out from it.

It's becoming harder to remember. I'm walking through a room filled with friends and strangers. I have this feeling that I starring in a Lizzie Mcquire movie without the actual characters. There's a seat to my right, in front of a wall. I'm going to take a seat.

It's strange. I'm feeling sorrow for some reason. I need to cover my eyes so these other people won't see my tears. I don't want them to know why.

I should probably stop crying, but I can't. There's a man looking at me. "What's wrong?" he says. I shouldn't let anyone know why I'm feeling this type of sadness for no reason. I don't see too many of my friends here, I only see a girl I saw on Facebook from one of my friends' list. Here name is Alejandra. She looks pretty, and there's a lot of pretty girls in here right now, maybe they can make my day feel better.

I'm going to take off my shoes then sit back down. There's this blonde girl sitting next to me. She looks Asian too. She doesn't seem to be interested in me, so I probably should try a move on her.

Something is happening! The dream is changing scenes. Me and the rest of the people were now inside my garage back home. Now that they're here, I'm going to comfort them by turning on a laptop in the garage and playing one of my favorite Eminem songs from Youtube. I put on "My Darling" and waited to see their reactions after listening to some of the lyrics. "I always thought if you're gonna murder somebody you should face them, tell em why, look them in the eye then waste then."

After this, it was time to wake up.

Eating with a few people. Strangers. Businessmen. Talking about photography. The dead. Ancestors.

Decent recall today compared to the last few days.

First dream, (actually this one was a pretty bad recall, but it was one of the shorter rem cycles, so oh well). I'm sitting on my porch, in a southern town with a dirt road. All the houses are unpainted and made entirely out of wood. I look across the street, and I talk to an old man. At some point I think I try to sell him some house, but that's not important. He looked kind of like a wizard. Long beard, and no southern accent. I vaguely remember something about him doing magic, but this dream is pretty vague. What I remember right now is still sitting on my porch, watching him walk inside a building and seeing a flash of light.

Second dream, I'm at a water park, with some unfimiliar faces, and then my friend and his sister. This water park was absolutely enormous. I think we were a thousand feet off the ground, and could have easily fallen, but it didn't seem to bother me or anyone else in the dream. So after wading in this horizontal water slide that was so slow you could walk in it, I noticed that I had my phone in my pocket. I took it out, and it still seemed to work, but I decided that I need to put it in a bag of rice when I get home, and everyone else agreed. Soon after that the dream faded.

Third dream, some people whose faces I only vaguely remember, I don't think any of my friends were there. We were all sitting in bean bag chairs and had our elbows on a round table. The place felt like a library study room or something, but the feel of the dream didn't hint towards that. There were lots of girls talking and joking around, and I sort of lost interest after a while and started talking to this kid named Dan. Then he says something about his sister liking him, because she was polite to him. So according to my dream mind, "thank you" means "I want to go out with you", which is really creepy. So we get off that topic at some point, and then he talks for a while about his parents being divorced. After that I lose interest and the dream fades.

So, I managed to go back to sleep around noon today, long enough to have a decent dream.

The thing is, while I thoroughly enjoyed this dream and all its incredible detail, including the lucidity, this dream has some rather adult content.

Feel free to tell me if I should remove this dream.

And now the disclaimer:

THE FOLLOWING DREAM HAS BEEN RATED DV-MA. IT IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. IF THIS IS NOT YOU, PLEASE DO NOT CLICK ON THE SPOILER BELOW. IT CONTAINS STRONG ADULT CONTENT AND SITUATIONS.

[SPOILER="The Porn House"]

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I find myself in my house but I immediately know somethingisn’t right. I am in my old home, the one I used to share with my mom, and thefeeling is quite disorienting. I know I haven’t lived in the house in manyyears, but here it is in every detail. The arrangement of furniture is a littledifferent, and I didn’t have internet access at the time, yet I have a fullcomputer and my current Droid cell phone. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]If the arrangement of furniture wasn’t strange enough, thepresence of my dad in the house certainly was. He has been living in Californiafor decades, and he never visited this house, but he is here and my mom is not.I feel really awkward seeing him sit in one of the recliner chairs a few feetfrom the fire place, his feet up as though everything was normal.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To top things off on this cake of chaos, I am surfing lotsand lots of porn on the computer. Window after window is open to all kinds oferotic images, and I find it hard to absorb all of what I am seeing. It’sinteresting to me but it doesn’t fit in with my normal web surfing habits. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I continue surfing my porn I happen to see out thewindow; the computer is set upon a shelf that allows a user to face the front yard.Outside the view is different than expected. The neighborhood is that of thehouse I grew up in as a child, and while this is unsettling, it’s still notquite as odd as the porn I’m viewing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Looking out, I spot Jen’s arrival home. She is accompaniedby several friends, and I hastily minimize the computer window and beginlooking at my phone, not wanting her to see what’s displayed on the screen. I’m expecting her to walk into the house butinstead she and her friends spend some time conversing outside the front door. Iwait a moment and then return to the computer for a bit more time surfing adultcontent.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After what feels like ten minutes in the dream I hear thegarage door starting to rumble open, and I frantically scramble to minimize thecomputer windows again. I step away and then debate the wisdom of leaving themopen at all, and I turn back with the intention of shutting down InternetExplorer. I can’t quite recall if I actually opened the windows back up, but Iknow I didn’t feel entirely good about how I left them. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]As Jen walked in I walked away from the computer and towardsa hall bathroom that never existed in the living room in real life. I ask herthe usual questions about her day and how she is, though I also recognize thatshe hasn’t worked in years and it’s odd that she is now. Still, nothing aboutthis dream is normal so I’m becoming accustomed to all the strange events andsights. I do get a bit upset when I askher where our son is and who is watching him and she merely tells me that he is“okay.” [/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He’s okay? Who the hell is he with, I wonder? Perhaps hermom? I’m a little put-off by her nonchalant attitude regarding our son’ssupervision. Some part of me tells me he is a baby, and this just adds to myconfusion. I seem to be living in a flashback mixed with current technology andI can’t seem to get away from it. This is when I ultimately realize I’mdreaming, and I immediately become calmer and more accepting of mysurroundings. My real life is far more structured than this and the events aretoo surreal to be anything but a dream. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Deciding finally that all is well I wander back over towardsthe bathroom and continue surfing porn on my phone. Apparently the theme of mydream is sex, and I’m so preoccupied with my viewing that I don’t notice whatis going on in the living room just out of sight. I reach a stopping point andlook back around the corner only to find the computer is now on this side ofthe room and Jen is looking at the pages of porn I had been viewing. Crap.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I come up behind her and inside I’m freaking out, knowingshe won’t like what she sees. I think I said something like, “At least our kidsaren’t around.” I know this won’t go over well, and I’m proven right when shegets up, grabs her purse, and tells me she’s leaving. She starts walkingthrough the living room, and this is when I notice a couple people are sittingin the dark lounging in the recliner chairs and on the sofa. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I watch Jen leave, a last view of her through the partedcurtains. I turn back around and ask the room, “Who are you people, and whatare you doing here?” I can’t even figure out how so many people got in theroom, though I suspect they came in earlier before Jen left and that maybe theyare friends of my son. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Everyone is naked and just lounging around as though it wastheir house. All the people appear to be around the age of twenty, and I feellike we are all in the same age group. I’ve become male, and naked, and this establishes further that I am dreaming. I’m standing in the middleof all these people and as I approach close to one of the guys he opens hismouth and leans forward, as if he is about to suck me off. I’m definitelytempted by his advance.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Instead of engaging in anything with the guy I walk overtowards a young woman with dark hair sitting on my bed. My bedroom has becomepart of the living room, and the woman is wagging her finger at me, urging meto come over to her. She is dressed in a white, cottony skirt, and a dark top,and she is plenty eager to be with me, so much so that she leans back and putsher legs in the air. I already know what’s going to happen next so her behavioris not surprising.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I kneel down between her legs and begin licking her pussy,feeling quite aroused and excited at the chance to have sex. It has been a longtime since I have been with a woman in this manner, and I demonstrate this withmy eagerness as I bury my face in her. Behind me the naked people start gettingup, realizing that I have settled on being with this woman instead of them, andthey are no longer needed. They walk quietly out of the house, right out thefront door, still naked as though that was how they arrived, discarded justlike the porn on the computer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stand up and the woman rolls over, exposing her backsideto me. I have a nice clear shot of her asshole, and I bring my penis up to her.She’s tight, and penetrating her isn’t perfectly easy, but I manage it and shefeels good pushing back against me. I’m having the best dream and this is whenmy feet start to slip on the carpet, almost costing me my lucidity. I have to scrambleto maintain my position, but I recover quickly and continue having sex withher. Her body is warm and soft, and despite not knowing her at all I amthoroughly enjoying myself, and plans for later start forming in my mind.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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- I was with a small group of people exploring a very old, abandoned house which was possibly haunted. Despite its age, it seemed fairly clean and bright. The group was 4 other people besides me - S was there, as well as a guy in my English class, A, and others I don't know. It was kind of scary, though I can't remember where the haunted part came in. We were in a room that had various containers full of old British coins on a shelf. They were apparently not used as currency anymore, but we were thinking we could maybe sell them on eBay or something.

I was considering dumping a big jar of coins onto the floor to look at them, but suddenly, we heard a dog bark. We weren't supposed to be in the house. Everyone froze for a second, then someone said, "Run!". I ended up being left behind, as I'm a slow runner. I charged down the hall at the front door, which was red with gold designs on it and very wide, but it opened just before I touched it. Turned out an old guy had opened it. He grabbed me as I tried to run by.

We exited onto a sort of veranda that was green and led onto a big nice grassy field. I saw my friends standing in a row just a few feet behind the old guy. He was holding onto my shoulders lightly, facing the opposite direction from me and standing to the side, just telling me quietly not to run. My friends started saying, "just run!". I tried running from him, and was surprised when it was easy to escape.

We kept running away from the house. I was running as fast as I could, but was getting really tired and my legs really hurt from trying to keep up. Then it got a bit weird and hard to understand... It was then that they told me I'd had something "installed"(?) which was like an app or something into my body (not permanent) that gave me some characteristics of a bull, which explained why I was strong enough to get away from the old guy. Everyone else had one, too, of different animals, though the only one I remember was a goat. They told me it was an experimental thing we were being subjected to, but I didn't get the impression it was dangerous, or feel bad about it or anything. In my mind's eye I saw "icons" for each of them. The other four were in a row, with mine just underneath. They all looked like Adobe icons and were all different colours; I think mine might have been teal.


- Another really weird one, lol, and it's a bit fuzzy. I was with the same group of people, but it was a separate dream. We were discussing underwear for some reason, and there was a pyramid of rolled-up squares of fabric next to us which we referred to as underwear, even though they were much too big and square. They were all white except one which was light blue. A took some, put them in his backpack, and left.

I left, too, and went to this big indoor playground structure thing. It was all red/yellow/blue and I think there was also a fountain. I wanted to explore it, but I had to wait, because I needed to watch this thing that was happening. It was like a news report by this girl, but she was actually there, and I think it may have been being broadcasted live.

She was standing in a big blue mostly empty area by a wall, talking to a camera. She had a picture of a brightly coloured parrot on a screen on the wall to her right. She said (exact words): "We've decided that parakeets are now allowed to have sex with whales, because parakeets are actually very well hung." xD This also necessitated creating pop-tarts for birds for some reason, which she brought out to show us. It was just a bag of mini pop-tarts, like maybe an inch long (I actually really want these now) and she was saying sarcastically, "We received complaints from people saying they got their pop-tarts after the expiration date, and they had gone bad, so we figured, pshh, we'll just put any old date on these ones, who cares..." That's about all I remember.

- I was walking home and there was an old man behind me. I got to my house and went in the porch, and while looking for my keys, I thought of the possibility of him following me. Sure enough, I heard someone walking up the steps. I was like 'oh shit oh shit' and ducked down, then saw the man's face appear in the window looking at me. He was smiling the whole time and waved at me while knocking on the door. I found my keys and unlocked the door, thankful that he hadn't just burst in, locked the door behind me and ran upstairs. The thought crossed my mind that he might have had a legitimate reason for being at my house, but I didn't really care as I usually don't answer the door anyway. I can't say exactly why I found him creepy or why I was so scared of him.

Soon afterwards, though, I was boarding a plane, and as I got to my seat, I saw him sitting a couple rows behind me, smiling and waving at me. That really creeped me out.


- I was in my living room asking my mom if she had the di.fm iPhone app. She said no, and I said that it could also be used to listen to sky.fm which plays non-electronic music (she's not interested in it). She didn't care, lol. I'm not sure if they use the same app or not irl.

- I had to help some guy look for his little brother. We were walking/running a pretty long way across a beachy area. We came to a place with a lot of people sitting on bleachers on the beach. We saw his brother in the crowd and pushed past people to get to him.

- I was with someone who was trying to teach some guy the names of the main MLP characters and how to tell the difference between them. Suddenly I spotted Fluttershy standing against a wall. She was in the cartoon style, but living and 3D - sort of as if a giant plushie of her had come to life irl. I went over and started patting her and scratching her chin like a cat, which she seemed to enjoy. (For the record, I've watched and enjoyed some MLP, but I don't really consider myself a fan.)

- I was wearing a bunch of lolita/deco accessories including two heart-shaped rings. One of them was lavender and it kept falling apart. I found another one and put it on, but thought three was maybe a bit too much, and so I thought about taking the broken one off. I also thought of replacing it with a rainbow bow ring I have.

I totally forgot to write this down >< so I remember some parts, but not all.

I was with a woman in a dark room, I'm not sure why but I associate her somehow with Adiane from Gurren Lagann. She was evil and testing me somehow. She told me to sing a certain song, I think it was a hardcore song, and I was trying as hard as I could to remember how it went or how it started, but I couldn't quite grasp it. Finally, after thinking for a couple minutes, I told her I couldn't remember it. She told me that would 'make [me] lose one point', and that was really bad for some reason, so I started trying to remember it again.

Later, I was in what appeared to be a large, dimly lit basement, with many patches that were completely dark. The walls were unfinished concrete, there was lots of exposed wood and there wasn't much in it. I was hiding behind a furnace or something where it was quite dark, and there was an old man walking around to see if there was anyone down there. I think he was connected with the woman because he was also evil and the environment was similar. He was just about to go up the stairs when I got scared and came out. He said something along the lines of, "oh! Good thing you came out, anyone who doesn't would be in a lot of trouble." I was glad I'd come out, but still scared. That's all I can remember.

Lucid:

I was on my bed. I heard the lucid dreaming induction, and I realized I was in a dream. I "woke up" and saw the surroundings in a spiral. I can barely make sense of the view. I also forgot to take off my contacts, so I might have subconsciously included that fact in my lucid dream.

I tried to "follow" to spiral, as I felt my legs move or float towards the wall, and beyond the wall. Then I was standing in my room, but everything is still out of focus. I got dizzy, and then I was back on bed. I thought I woke up, but I immediately went into another dream.

Non-Lucid:

I was in a room with a LOT of people I "know," or at least in the dream. I don't know any of them in real life, yet I felt some sort of kinship with them. We were gathering for something. We're a music or band. I'm not sure if we were setting up the place or bringing it down.

After a while, a new set of people arrived. Another "band," but they're still part of the "group." One I distinctly remember has long, curly/wavy hair reaching past his shoulders. I think he wore red shirt. We rearranged the place, putting up some chairs. I checked the nearby room, but the chairs there are mostly broken down, or at least not good to support people.

Then everyone's gone. Probably elsewhere. But "I" was "under" or viewing the underside of houses. I think it's the same house, but I'm looking at the "underground" of each rooms. I, along with a companion (not sure who, or whether it was a guy or girl), looked at how some of them have dripping "water," and how the spot immediately below it is wet. Some are clean. It seems they "throw" those wet stuff into a "hole" on the floor, and it drips down to the ground.

Then some police arrived. They were looking for us. We had to hide. I saw a closet, and went into it with my companion. I hoped to remain invisible amidst the variety of stuff in that room/closet.

I was in an office, with lawyers. We talked about something. A case? Then something about a 10-year-old girl?

I was in an Asian-style restaurant. There are a lot of people, but I don't know any single one of them. I was trying to figure out something. Then while I was under a table, some people surprised me with a birthday greeting. I forgot my own birthday. I told them I thought I was still asleep.

I looked for the comfort room. Seems there are two kinds of comfort rooms: the more secure one and the free one. The latter has too many people. I recall nude people, but unclear.

I was in a bookstore, searching for books.

I'd been kidnapped and was trapped in some guy's house with a friend, don't know who. We're trying to come up with a plan to escape, but we're afraid the guy will catch us. There's this flight of stairs in the house, the walls were bright yellow and the steps were brown, and they turned a corner and had a little platform. On this platform there was a really high shelf, higher than I could reach, that had an old looking black phone on it. It was apparently to be used by the cleaning lady if she needed to call 911.

While the guy was busy somewhere, my friend found a long object of some sort, and I used it to bring the phone off the hook. Somehow she managed to dial my dad's number, and I held the phone. We could hear the guy making noise in a room nearby and were terrified he would find us. Finally my dad picked up. He had thought I was at a friend's house the whole time, since that was where I was supposed to be. I told him what had happened hurriedly and quietly, then asked if he would call 911 for us. He said he would and hung up.

I went and packed all my clothes and stuff up (dunno why I had stuff) in a 4L milk jug somehow and stepped outside to hide it somewhere. When I stepped outside it was exactly like my backyard, but it was apparently still the guy's house. Suddenly I heard the guy approaching behind me, so I threw the jug into the corner, but he just barely saw it. He came up and asked angrily if I had been drinking alcohol. I denied, and he asked if I was planning to escape and bring milk. xD I was like "haha noo of course not, I'm just kinda paranoid". (this is what was written in my notes, I dunno why I was paranoid lol) He grabs the milk jug and holds onto it anyway.

Suddenly the police knock on the door then burst in. They grabbed the guy and I took my stuff back from him. A few policemen took him away, then my dad came, and us and a bunch of policemen started having a party lol. I went upstairs to use the bathroom. The bathroom was really huge and had all wooden walls and floor. I tried to use the bathroom but the door wouldn't close and policemen kept coming in to talk to me.


I don't even know how many times I switched tense in that

- I was driving a car and lost control of it; I jumped out and it drove itself into this convenience store parking lot a short distance away, and I saw it was a red truck. I ran over there but a man (who I knew was bad somehow) had gotten in and was about to drive away. I jumped in next to him. I don't remember what happened then but it switched to me telling some people about it. I was saying like "yeah so then I got in with him - great idea, right? hahah..."


- I was at K's house, and went into her living room. It was all dark, and her cat was laying on the rocking chair. I started patting her, and was thinking she had a new name, though I don't remember what it was.

Then suddenly it was bright again and K's family was in there with me. We were all sitting on the floor, and I was cross-legged with the cat in my lap. She also had these two tiny light orange tabby kittens; you could hold them comfortably in one hand. The cat I had already then climbed up on my chest and was sort of standing and giving me a hug. Someone gave me one of the kittens to hold, and I held it in my left hand, then reached out with my right hand for the other one. Apparently it was really funny that I was covered with cats and everyone was laughing. Someone took a picture then showed it to me.


- I was going to meet up with N. [lol I always dream about this] I was sitting outside somewhere that seemed like a parking lot, then he texted me to say he was there. I stood up and started walking to where he was, which was just up some stairs and a few meters away. It was this weird, almost cave-like building that was basically like a really big, square, stone entrance, sort of attached to the side of a building. The area looked a lot like a street in my city that I used to walk down on my way to school.

There were a bunch of people along the sides of the cave thing, and I walked in nervously, not sure if I would recognize him. Then he waved at me and I went over. I was really surprised because he looked exactly like this guy I follow on twitter except with black hair, which I don't think he does really. xD He was also shorter than me. He was holding a bag from KFC and eating from it.

We left and started walking down the street, and he said something really quietly to me. I was like "what?" and then he started singing really quietly, sometimes adding in spoken words as well. I had to try really hard and lean down slightly to hear him, and soon realized he spoke only in song and confusing metaphors, lol. There was a group of 3 girls behind us, and one of them started repeating everything he sang. I was like "dude this girl is copying you" and he was like "yeah I think she heard that". Then the girls left.

At some point he asked "so was this what you expected?" I was like "well you look quite a bit more like my old math teacher than I expected..." xD


- I was with my cousin, I was laying on the top bunk of a bunk bed and he was laying on the floor, and we were both drawing. He had this book for figure drawing he was using. He asked if he could look at my sketchbook. I looked through it a bit to see if I wanted anyone to see. The last few pages had some nice colourful people and stuff, so I gave it to him and said he could start at the back and flip through a couple pages. Instead of a back cover, the book had a couple layers of a colourful neon plastic mini bead curtain.

He ended up looking at it with his parents there, and the drawings in it were completely different from what I'd just seen. Some were just these crazy psychedelic patterns, but most were variations of this one disco kinda scene, with a bright tiled floor, black background, a disco ball and some lights, but made with different mediums (coloured pencil and watercolour) and with different figures in the middle. He was looking through a lot more pages than I thought he would, and I didn't remember drawing any of them, and I was afraid something bad would come up.

They ended up being mostly okay, I only remember one that was like a weird naked dog person (nothing was showing), and one that was just a giant weird flabby bald head sitting on the floor. Everyone thought both were really funny.


Note: Right before bed I ate a large apple and took 200mg of B6. I'd only ever taken 100mg at one time before because I read 200mg was the absolute maximum you should have, but several people here seem to take that much for dreaming, and it seems as long as you don't do it regularly it's okay. I think it did make a difference though, so I'll try it again sometime. I had more vivid dreams than this, but I didn't write them down every time I woke up (which was often) so I forgot a lot. Could be placebo, but it seemed like every time I closed my eyes I seeeee your face thereee for more than a couple minutes, I'd go right into another vivid dream, which isn't normal for me, especially lately.

I can only remember a couple fragments from last night.

- I was talking to my mom about a pet penguin she had. She sent her penguin to a special school for penguins, and she was telling me how whenever you wanted to go into the school, which you had to do to pay fees, you had to wear a penguin suit. She was saying how ridiculous that rule was.

- I was in my living room, looking out the window, when someone knocked on the door. I didn't answer, but a few seconds later, a small old man wearing round glasses and a baby pink t-shirt popped up outside right in front of me, and started knocking on the window and waving.

The second one may have something to do with the fact that I never answer the door when I'm home alone and I'm always afraid the person will look in the window. x:

I think I slept quite deeply which is why my dreams weren't very clear. When I woke up it was one of those mornings where it felt like I'd been away for a really long time, like I'd been asleep for years. (Fortunately it had only been 6 hours.)

I was smoking from a pipe with my friend H while sitting outside in public. I stated getting paranoid because cars kept driving past really close (as in, they were maybe 2 feet away from where I was sitting), but then realized we were right next to the entrance of a parkade (that's a Canadian word, isn't it..), and we decided to go in.

It was very dark inside and I could hardly see anything. We were startled by a person who had decided to exit the place through a window that was there for some reason, and H said something like "Why can't people just use doors?!"

We got to a brightly lit area that was white and a bit 'cleaner' looking with tile and stuff, though it was still dirty and lit up with gross fluorescent lights, that had a bunch of flights of stairs. I realized then that I was being followed by someone with a weapon. I don't know how I knew what it was, as I never turned to look at him (I think it was a man), but it was a very heavy, hollow metal rod, about 2-3 feet long and square, that looked really dangerous.

We were walking up the seemingly neverending flights of stairs and I knew he was right behind me the whole time, though he never spoke or made a move to attack me. I called out to H, who was above me somewhere but I couldn't see, to watch me. Now the guy knew I knew he was there, but for some reason I thought he wouldn't do anything if she was watching.

We finally got to a slightly bigger landing and I met up with H. The man then rested the side of the metal thing against the back of my head, and I thought I was actually about to die. Somehow, though, I don't know what happened next, but I ended up being fine, and H was killed. I woke up right after.