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March 7, 2015 First WILD!

Fell asleep at around 12:30AM

What i did before I went to bed, and during the day:
I watched inception before bed, in bed, and went to sleep as soon as the movie finished. I drank Bed Time Tea by Yogi tea company at around 9:00PM. Spent most of the day doing a lot of nothing. I was stressed in the morning over a bad test and missed assignment, and homework made it worse. I got better though. Spent a lot of the day building on a Minecraft server. I built a tower that was an educational center to learn a little bit about lucid dreaming. I read Sageous's WILD guide earlier in the morning.


The Preparation to Dream:
First successful WILD! also not only that but my first WILD attempt. Tonight i had a boost in confidence. I told myself It had been too long without a LD and assured myself tonight I will have one.I Woke up at about 4:40AM without any alarm and got out of bed to get a drink, use bathroom, ect. i only stayed out of bed for about 10ish minutes, and got back into bed. I was assuming i was going to fall back asleep after about 20 minutes or less, man was i wrong. i laid motionless on my back other than an occasional itch or two that disrupted me. i laid for a while and started meditating trying to get myself to sleep. i counted my breaths and paid attention to them carefully counting up and down from 10. I would start getting images in my head, "dreamlets" forming and playing out, but for some reason i would immediately snap to an awareness state and wake up a bit. no matter how hard i tried to make myself sleep I kept snapping to a state of awareness no matter how lost in thought I felt. I thought 20 minutes had passed since i last checked the clock at about 5:00AM, and saw to my disbelief it was 6:00AM! i had a few disturbances by people awake at 5:30AM for some reason and that added to it but i was up for an hour and 12Mins. I finally rolled on my side feeling somewhat defeated by my inability to sleep and promptly fell asleep, only i didn't just go to sleep.

The Dream Experience:
I thought i had merely past to sleep, there was a slight gap of nothingness. Next thing i know i was dreaming, in the beginnings of transcending into REM, stuck in place and was pretty sure it was sleep paralysis, as i have already experiences countless times. I heard a lot of strange sounds out of my control, and some scary vivd images. I instantly had awareness kick, like it had done all night while awake, and I knew I Had somehow made it! Right away 4 undead corpses were headed for me whilst still not able to move and they scared me at first until i told myself this is my dream I have no reason to be afraid. I finally gained mobility before they reached me, and i put my hand on them one by one and made them instantly vanish because i did not want them here.
I Paused for a moment, i had to think of what i wanted to do and did the first thing that came to mind and i immediately started to fly, but was very excited and almost lost it, my vision became gray and blurred, however, while still in the air I quickly started to rub my hands together in the dream bringing it back and successfully did so. when I landed it still had a blurry effect, also I don't know how to land from flying well yet. I wanted the scene to change, but I could not. I was in a very very dark, night time scene in a suburban neighborhood. flying over the few areas i did it was just a lot of houses, separated by white fencing, and plenty of trees. It was so dark though I could only see where the there were street lights and house lights, but there really was not any streets yet, just houses crowded together. I wanted to make a sunny scene but couldn't, I tried appearing at a beach but also could not so I just stopped trying. In fact other than making the zombies disappear I couldn't really change anything else. My mind was thinking very quickly, there was soo much i wanted to do but just could not do all at once. I would have one idea, then instantly jump to another. One thing my I tried to do but could not, due to not being able to summon DC or change the scene was go into "caveman mode". I knew its what would happen eventually but it didn't get to happen. I tried to find a DC to interact with. searched a few places here and there. I think i went into a few houses but honestly cannot draw any scenes in my head from them. One thing that did not surprise me until i awoke was one particular scene. While i was looking for the DC i wanted to see, I ended it up my old neighborhood from when I lived in North Carolina. Now i have not seen this place in years, nor have I recalled ever dreaming about it in years, yet here it was. Not everything was exact obviously. I went to a neighbors house there, and it still had the brick and concrete steps i remember as a kid (probably from falling on them once) and I saw my little brother and asked if he knew where this DC was. He said no in a confused manner. I looked out back at the houses and noticed more had appeared out in the darkness. I got up and went out into the street and thought what I wanted to see now but got too far lost in thought and lost control of the dream.

Lucidity is Lost, Regained, but too Late:
Next thing I see, I am already in another scene. I am at my grandmothers house in Connecticut, non-lucid now. i look out the front door and see 3 dogs that look like mine and let them inside, except another group of the same kind of dogs also comes in. i spend the next few minutes trying to get the ones that are not mine back outside. I almost get it and then i have another sense of Lucidity and become Lucid again, unfortunately i become lucid because i notice one thing, the dream is about to collapse. Though i think quick and go to rub my hands together fast before it is gone i am too late, and that thought of rubbing my hands transfers from the dream world to the real world and i wake up rubbing my hands together in real life! It i now about 6:25 AM.

I Fall asleep at about 6:50AM again and sleep till 7:52, 3 minutes before my Alarm to get up for my first Karst HydroGeology Field Trip. I only got around 5-6 Hours of sleep this night. I was trying hard to fight sleep on the way back during the van ride.

Goals and Progress:
about 25 minutes of dreaming and about 20 of them were Lucid! One of my goals was to have a 10 minute LD, and I Passed it. This was my first WILD attempt, and what a success in the dream world it was, it made the long painful night of fighting to go to sleep worth it.

I was walking with my dad, who now resembled the older Russell Crowe from Noah, out of the town into a desert to join an expeditionary force that was tasked with recovering some powerful ancient artifact. "Are we going to help them get it or take it for ourselves?" I asked him, trying to clarify our motivations. "We'll see how it plays out," he replied. In the next moment I observed the leader of the expeditionary force raise at least a hundred undead elephants from beneath the sands, adding considerably to the impressiveness of their force. "For them, it looks like," I commented wryly, answering my own question.

Moving swiftly ahead of the rest, my dad and I were the first ones to reach the stone antechamber that served as the entrance to the dungeon where the artifact was said to be buried. While we waited for the others to catch up, we heard an altercation outside. I heard a booming voice that I understood to be that an antagonist in the form of a powerful AI, announcing that it had trained an orbital telescope upon the army we were assisting. It claimed that the telescope was pointed at an ancient city beneath the sands, and was capable of igniting some flammable resource right underneath the army's feet.

Although in dastardly-villain style the AI had revealed its plan before executing it, there was no chance to thwart it: in the next moment we saw a tremendous conflagration through the cracks in the partially-open doors of the stone chamber in which we took refuge. Fortunately the entrance was facing the opposite direction from the blast, and although the stone walls at our back protected us from immolation, we still had to put our hands over our faces to protect them from the sudden withering heat.

We knew that anyone outside who had been exposed to the blast must have been destroyed—all but one, a single man who had arrived just outside the stone antechamber in time to be protected by it. I took him to be the leader of the army that had just been decimated. "Wow," I said, not directing my words to anyone in particular, as he slipped into the antechamber and joined us. "That was... overwhelming." I realized that under these changed circumstances, we would no doubt be seeking the artifact for our own purposes now, though whether this third guy would turn out to be an ally or antagonist in the long run was impossible to predict. "Guess it's just the three of us now," I commented as, without further ado, we started down the stone steps into darkness to begin our adventure.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some video game and there was some railway place where we had to deal with undead.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some RTS, the level was kinda dark and there were alot of enemy bases.

Not much today, only a few fragments.

Dream 1:

I was in some village and there was huge tower. It was so huge that it reached the space, but after climbing to the higher layers some sort of drone ships started attacking the village so i had to go down. There were some anime characters protecting the village and i had ability to revive them.

Dream 2:

I was in some sandcastle-like place and there were lots of pressure plates hidden around that needed to be pressed. Day/night cycle changed pretty quickly and there were some sort of undead attacking at night.

Dream 3:

Some sort robot was dancing on the scene under music of my radio alarm(i woke up shortly).

~ 5 am

Undead. Streets. A lot of talk. Train, taxi, going home or school, sis, forest, home. Neighborhood watch. We heard a sound unheard by everyone else. It sounds like moving furniture. We checked mom and dad's room. We asked them if they heard it. No. Went outside. It was night. There's a man sleeping on the street. He's a zombie. He was asking for his kids.

Running in the forest. They don't see us. Then they did. They talk and climb. I drop kicked some of them, and had to swing to kick them down. Then there was a helicopter coming. I shouted at the nearby reporter to get them away, or else the zombies will know where we are. He can't do anything about it now. Me and sis hurried and looked for a t-shirt. It's a portal that works by "wearing" it. Wearing it transports the wearer, and the shirt is left behind. We transported home, where mom and dad were waiting, worried. The helicopter who did not find anything assumed we were dead. Good.

Walking around in the area. There's a hideous smell and sight of dung.

~ 8 am

Overnight outside. Meeting. I have to go home. It's almost 10. I might get locked out. A training every Wednesday, a guy told us. RF and daughter N. There's rain. N almost cried. I went back to my dorm.

In some kind of forest and there’s a wooden building quite large suddenly everything’s on fire so escape and look back at the burning building and some strange figure steps out on fire, looks like a burning Gandalf kind of zombiefied from the flames. Says something about how I’m fighting the undead!

There was this artificial beach with a giant wall and like fake bit of sea off this new road in my town. The wall was covered in graffiti and there was this lady who seemed like a council member saying how graffiti would be banned because of it.

Back at the old house I grew up in (2nd night in a row I’ve dreamt this dream sign) must have triggered some lucidity because I remembered that I could fly if I wanted to and that it was once a common dream sign of mine to the point where I thought I could do it in reality! The flying wasn’t like superman flying more like floating a few feet off the ground and in order to do it I had to do swimming motions with my feet & arms but still quite fun though. I was using this skill to fly over our garden & the neighbour’s garden to put something into their recycling bin because we didn’t have one. Also remember there being a tunnel leading away from the street with a big wooden door at the end that had swung shut & I was thinking I need it to be open so when I drive away I don’t have to get out my car to open it.

I was an agent during some world war, either 1 or 2. I was part of a special operations team involved in alchemical experiments. The others members including an old senile man who could hardly walk, what appeared to be Colonel Kurtz, someone who looked like Frank Booth and two soldiers who only spoke to each other. We were involved in a project to raise the dead and it wasn’t going well. I was brooding in the sitting room when the old man came in and gave me bad news. I sent him away but since he moved very slowly, the Frank Booth guy shown up and started hyperactively insulting the old guy and generally being annoying. I hurled a book of poetry at him and he left.

Then some soldiers brought in a dead comrade from the battlefield and put him in an upstairs bedroom. I was not happy about it and spent several days thinking over the correct course of action. Somehow I went upstairs and found the dead guy was actually alive but couldn’t move his legs. An alchemical experiment had brought him back to life. He was crawling down the half-landing while the two soldiers who wouldn’t speak to anyone but each other put hairspray in their hair. I went downstairs again, drank a bucket of water and poured the rest on my head then went to fix an old fashioned car.

I did watch Inglourious Basterds and Apocalypse Now recently.

First one I could remember was rather early. I can only realy grasp a little of it, gets graphic near my end dreams

Where we were living, we had these 2 airplanes side by side, one facing north/south the other facing the other way. They were pretty much non-flyable, setup more as a hangout.

It was an early one like my first lucid, I seem to noticed i'm losing out on whats going on.... and make a concious decision "must remember this".

After that I have vague memories of just.... a lot of different guns. I can't remember if I was in either a war or undead situation, just remember inspecting the different weapons.

The last dream was the most real visually. Me and my bf came up on what I thought to be like a bus stop or somethin.

I just remember seeing some large bodied... i don't wanna say officer but i do wanna say security guard. I remember getting pegged with a rock in the head, not nicely, n i turn to see some young girl sitting in the driver seat of a truck, likely around 15/16 tops, I just turned back to the guard n said "should stop her now, only gets worse from there". In the mind i had in the dream, it was a rather deliberate intentionally painful kind of rock.

(warning: drug/sexual references)

Then all of a sudden I me and my bf were in a room with them , the girl n the truck in the guard, and some other older chick, seemed a bit closer to the guards age/size. Pretty much chillin like you would with your friends, in this trashed room (just stuff strewn all about). I remember holding this bong/somethin that had like.... 3 inch diameter bowl, just filled with nugs on it XD..... I kept remembering I was wondering who had a lighter. Then all of a sudden I notice the guy and the younger girl are smoking fking crack.... I say nothing, just thinking what I had said to the guard earlier in my dream. He goes to hand me some n I just say "nah, I'm good, only smoke the herb". He seemed, and I wondered if he was offended.

I'm stuck in that for a moment, before turning and seeing the larger woman pretty much going to town on my bf with her mouth, him seemingly trying to climb away, at which point I stood and just angrily said to him "alright, cmon, time to go".

As we turned the hallway..... I noticed We had our own room right on the other-side of theirs, all of our stuff inside it. To which I think I got some fear, like hell was about to break loose. I thought "i'll get the owner of the house", so I go to the final door, and I see some gaunt shaggy blonde haired dude mounting n stuffing (in the sexual sense) this other chick over hte side of his bed. Seeing this I immeadiately went to close the door and and thought "busy...."

I went back to what felt/seemed like my room, I told my bf to get the shotgun as I picked up a bb gun n looked around the corner back towards the first room.... after moment I noticed a bb flying towards me.... I remember it annoying me, but no pain of course. I pulled back into the room and just told my bf to hand me the shotgun. I had the thought to go back to the first room and start making some demands but, I woke up before I tried doing so and before it possibly got ugly.

I had a dream that I was a vampire and was traveling along a coastal road with a female companion. She was a vampire as well. We stoped at an abandoned house along the road. It was in need of repair, the floor was falling apart. There were floorboards missing and I was considering fixing it somehow. There was no time to however, we had to keep moving.

As we traveled up the coast, it started raining and we had to cross swollen rivers that overflowed their banks. We came to another house which appeared older and made of stone. It was set between a mountain and the sea. Inside we found someone had been doing experiments with chemicals. No one but us was around though. I picked up some vials and my vampire senses told me these were for enhancing longevity of mortals. They weren't meant to be taken by beings who were already immportal. So I set them back where I found them and we set out again on the road. The mountain was on our left and the sea, to our right. The road ahead curved towards the left and going around the mountain, well almost. As we headed along it inland the road rose up going uphill. Soon we made it to a mountain pass. On the other side of the pass was a castle. It turned out that this was where we were heading all along.

Inside the castle was very spacious and well decorated. There were plenty of people there doing things and enjoying themselves. Most people were non-vampires, but they knew about the vampires and didn't mind us. It seems only the "uncivilized" vampires sucked peoples blood without their consent. Once we reached a private room in the castle, my female companion and I had sex. We had an intimate bond but it didn't exclude going out with other vampires. A little later on we went to the theatre in the castle, where we met up with another couple to enjoy some performance. They were vampires as well. I was instantly attracted to this new woman, and I could tell she was just as much attracted to I. We got to know each other quickly, and my traveling companion didn't mind, it seems this was the vampire way. I started giving her a massage, and after a few minutes it turned into massaging her breasts. She couldn't keep her hands off me either and we ended up having sex right there in the theatre.

Now I was with my new female companion and we were outside. It was an area between the castle and the cliff, which was a sharp dropoff. The area was big enough, like the area of a football field, and the view was really nice. Coming up the path was another vampire, bloody from feeding. As she got near us she started puking blood, looking sickly. The ground itself cracked open, recieving the blood she puked as if the ground itself was thirsty for the blood. How strange. It must have been she fed on too much of her victim's blood and got sick. I moved closer to her and took a striking position in order to attack and kill her. After a minute though she stoped puking and you could tell she visibly got better. So I didn't need to kill her after all. My new lover and I comforted each other after seeing all this. Her embrace was so nice and we were kissing. I could feel her fangs against my lips and I told her, 'now, no biting'. She retracted her fangs and started using her tongue instead, which was very enjoyable. Things got more intense and passionate and we ended up having sex again.

The woman who was sick earlier started talking to us and we found out she was the one using the chemicals that we came across in the house earlier. Somehow she was having a bad reaction to them, they had turned her vampire-like but now they were wearing off. I remember asking her how long she had been using them, like it might have been thousands of years. But she said not long, only for a couple months, said she was 34 years old. Once the chemicals completely wore off, all her hair fell out and her skin was flaking. I gave her a hug at this point to comfort her. When she took a step back and I looked at her again she had all her hair back and was a normal mortal once again.

Then I woke up.

Notes
This is a game my brain deviced a long time ago, I have tried it before, but I dreamt it last night, so I will tell about it now.
Dream Mode
First off I remember I was sitting on my computer, playing world of warcraft in the dream. I was reading up on some new instance that had come into the game, and I instantly began looking for a group for a dungeon called Biblioteket (Danish word for Library). Of course it took no time to ifnd a group and load the map.
Now suddenly, I am running down a hill as a worgen, along with two others, sliding in and out of trees, avoiding them. Eventually we all get to the foot of the hill, and there is a big white marble building in front of us. We go inside, now I am no longer a wow character, I am myself, and the others are just random people.
Inside the marble building, is a big room, with a kind of bar to our right (it's kinda hard to explain how it was formed. It was like desks formed in a square formation, with two entrances on either side, and the front of the bar going out towards the center of the room.) In the center of the room, around 30 tables are set, as a restaurant, and at each table sits a zombie frozen with their faces down the table. They are all dressed in "old" clothes. Only a few empty seats remain.
Now comes the game:
I have to find a way to get through (even though I haven't seen a door), and the way I need to do this, is by blending in. I have to dress up like one of them, and act like one of them. Given enough time where they don't see me as an intruder, they will all die, and a gate will open. Now I accidentally touch one of these zombies, and all the zombies in the room, start waking up slowly. I have to quickly find out where I want to be when they start walking around. I have no clue, until I spot the man who was with me from before. He has somehow dressed up as an old gentleman, and is sitting down across a zombie lady, at the corner of the room. Somehow, he has found out how to do this. So I get over to him and pull up a chair beside him. Now the zombies are up, and moving about, I watch them, and suddenly one of them looks at me, and in terror I realise, that I myself is not disguised! The zombies overruns both of us. A little while after, they are gone, and sits at their seats again. Now I look around, looking for someway to get some clothes to disguise myself in. I realise, that some servants have come to work at the bar, and apparently they are not frozen, they just act cool. I have an idea! I go towards the nearest servant, dressed in some cool black west and a shirt, and asks him to exchange clothes. He knows the game, so he accepts. I put on the shirts, buttons it, and put on the west as well as a tie. Now I feel ready, and I signal to one of my partners to start the game. I find my way to a seat, and watches while the zombies awaken. I drink some tea, to act natural. But suddenly, I understand what I just did. I'm a servant, and I'm sitting at a table drinking tea!!
Now one thing about these zombies, is that they overrun you, if you are moving, or trying to get away from them. But once you understand the game, they will just sneak up on you, and run a cold finger over your spine. It will give you the shivers, and you have lost the game.
I understood my grave failure, and suddenly I felt a cold finger running along my spine, and I knew I had lost the game. I let myself fall down on the table, so they know I have given up. But they kept coming, running their fingers across my spine, like they didn't understand that I had given up. I started shouting up "Stop it you morons, I have given up already!" But they kept coming, until I started to be relaxed. This stopped them. Me being relaxed, as acting dead for real. Once I was sure the zombies had gotten back to their seats, I opened my eyes.
Sadly, I also opened them in real life... Wanted to re induce the dream, but it was too late.
I will post a more objective walk through of the game.

Dream #1: I was Clint Eastwood in the old west, and I was an outlaw. I was being taken to prison by wagon. There were numerous men, at least six, well armed to ensure I wouldn't break free. Along a dusty trail my wagon hit a large rock and overturned. The deputy assigned to sit with me was knocked unconsciousness and I manged to get my arms free and take both of his guns.

I made a break for it while the other men were confused. I ran about a quarter of a mile to a large ranch property and soon I was being pursued and shot at. The details get a bit fuzzy at this point, but I began a fairly long series of gun fights with law enforcement. I remember clearly I was using two guns blazing style, and like the old westerns, I never had to reload. I could see my bullets too. They were like tracer rounds and I remember seeing them hit men - blood would erupt - and they would fall.

When I killed one, a white ghost would appear briefly along side of me.

This wasn't alarming, and the ghost would fade out shortly as I moved around to fight another man. When I finally killed the last man, I took to be the sheriff himself, his ghost appeared along side of me and this one spoke to me. The ghosts looked strange. They had a glowing white humanoid form, but their faces were long and formed something like a small elephant trunk. The eyes were large and black. (Nearest thing I can find on the web, although these were all white and not dressed, is the white Spy vs. Spy.)

The sheriff's ghost explained to me that he needed to follow me a ways to a special point that would allow him to cross to the other side. He was not angry with me he noted, and actually welcomed being "freed from his body." I agreed, and I made my way back up the hill to the road the wagon had overturned on.

The specter followed with me the whole way and spoke in a calm friendly tone. We traveled down the path a bit further and came to a hill with a bright beam of sunlight. He said, "Here is where I can crossover." With that remark, he walked into the light and vanished. -Then I woke up.


Dream #2: I was sitting in my living room on the floor. My (passed away) grandfather entered the room and sat down in the big chair. I proceeded to tell him about my Clint Eastwood dream above. I thought it was based on a movie he had done "100-years ago" and my Grandfather just smiled. I said "Well not 100-years ago, but an old western he did placed in that time." My grandfather looked extremely real and friendly. He listened to me explain the whole dream with great interest.

Note: So Dream #2 was a dream in which I explained another dream to a DC. I had been thinking about my Grandfather earlier in the evening and he was a huge fan of westerns which we often watched together when i was young.

You know, I have a lot of zombie dreams. Good stress reliever?

The House of the Dead -I found myself in some sort of giant mansion. It was sunny outside and I was wondering what was going on. I had an M1 Garand and a boatload of ammunition. I kind of took this as a sign that there was going to be trouble. As I explored the house I started to hear these load moans coming from outside. Just then I turned the corner and I saw the front of the house being invaded by the undead! Some zombies, some completely rotted and simply skeletons. When they saw me they screeched at me and the skeletons could sprint! I sighted up and began shooting, aiming for their heads. I walked backwards and retreated around the corner as I got one, two, three, four.. and they kept coming! I ran back down the hallway and killed the last few runners and then I had to deal with the slow zombies. They were very easy, and soon the entrance to the house was clear. I decided to go outside, as being cooped up in a house alone, it was only a matter of time before they got me or I ran out of ammo. I ran outside and was about 20 feet outside of the house, looking around. I was surrounded by vast gardens, but there was some sort of an enclosure to my left. As I looked around, a group of undead appeared right next to me, and a skeleton was withing breathing distance. Thankfully in the dream I had my size and height I do in real life, and I stood head over shoulders to them. I spun quickly and rammed the butt of my rifle into it's jaw, breaking the jaw and sending the skeleton to the ground. I quickly shot it and zig-zagged my way through the group of slow moving zombies that remained. I ran up some stairs to the large enclosure I noticed. It was very strange, it was about as large as 6 football fields, and there was a group of about 30 survivors with an ammo dump near the back of it! However, there was several thousands zombies slowly making their way into the enclosure, and the survivors were doing what they could to kill them. I was trying to get to them, but there were zombies on the pathway I was taking. I sighted up and began shooting, taking out most of them before they could turn to shuffle towards me. I began slowly making my way down the pathway killing as many as I could, until I ran out of ammo. Now I simply had the gun. I charged into the last group, swinging my rifle into their jaws and being careful about their bites as I began picking them up and throwing them off the pathway I was on. Finally it was clear to get to the group, and when I got to them they had split into four teams. I ran by each team and they seemed glad to see another survivor like themselves. Two teams were on the left pathway, above the main grounds, and two teams on the right. They were slowly being overrun! I ran to the ammo dump, grabbed as much ammo as I could for the M1 I currently had, and decided to grab a Thompson machine gun just in case. I ran to the right side, and for some reason they were just sitting there! A zombie had managed to get right behind one of the men, and was going in for the kill. I sighted up quickly and shot twice, killing the zombie and saving the man. It seems that woke the teams up, and we began trying to take as many zombies as we could with us. It was obvious we would not make it.

The next thing in the dream I remember is everyone being dead, and flames everywhere, destroying the garden. I was the last one, and using the Thompson to mow down as many as I could. I stood by the ammo dump as they came at me from both sides, and there was still several thousand zombies. At that point I woke up.

This was my last dream of the night. Unfortunately, I don't remember the first dreams. There was also a beginning to this dream, that I don't recall any more:

I was with a partner. I want to say it was a woman. I remember her being very acrobatics and focused. We were in an industrial area infested with zombies. I vaguely recall shooting one in the head with a handgun, at some point.

We entered into a huge cylindrical factory. Five or six stories high. The center of the factory was mostly empty, with multiple stories of girder like cat walks forming circles around the middle. I remember several (blue-gray) male zombies followed us into this area. My partner had something like a hefty trophy. Except the trophy was made out of zombie meat. It was like a cup with two large winged handles. It was a sickly skin color with dark greenish veins that ran throughout it, including the handles. It looked like a normal trophy, wrapped tightly in flesh.

This object (I knew I think from the forgotten beginning) contained the genetic information and viruses that made the outbreak of zombies possible. It was our intention to make sure that no one ever found this object again. My partner suggested we stuff it down a grate that was at the center of the factory. This was like a manhole sized storm drain. We did. Then filled the drain with gravel. Somehow, we ruptured the water mains next. This clause the entire structure to collapse in on itself. We barely got out.

I remember seeing the entire area submerge with water as we made our way to an island. This island was in fact a mound of my own clothing (!) situated at the far corner of yet another, still larger warehouse. I remember thinking: I hope my computer backup files are safe from this flood. At this point I began to walk along the far wall of this enormous warehouse and it emerged into a Costco/Target like superstore. One of the female employees, wearing a white lab coat and glasses passed by me and without looking up said: " I hate customers."

I walked a little further and came to the hair product isle. I grabbed some shampoo and proceeded to take a shower. Because situated in the shampoo isle, strangely, was my home shower. I began to wash and lather my hair. I had a thick full head of it. I remember thinking: why didn't I shave my head before I took a shower? (My usual pattern is to shave my head before I take a shower.) Nevertheless, I kept shampooing away as I looked around at different products on the shelves nearby...

The next thought I had was: "How does Costso know which stuff belongs to me?" Then, a final more horrifying thought occurred: "Maybe Costco will be (or is) in the business of public housing...?"

In recent years, Costco has gotten into the business of health insurance... I haven't been to Costco in years. Or thought much about their health-care. I have been searching my brain for creative solutions to the US economy. This is not one that occurred. Seems my subconscious hinting at a new hope: corporations that act in the place of governments. I was woken by my cell phone at this point.

Yeye, it was a long time since I remembered a dream enough to write it down.

First there are some vague memories of playing trackmania with kim. Then I was playing (or experiencing) some other game that I think was oblivion. I was in a very dark hallway with a huge sword. Some undeads or something approached me and i had to slice them. Even though I was there myself, it did still feel as if I steered from a computer or something. For instance, I had to drag a mouse to swing the sword and it was somewhat difficult to time.

I proceeded through some hallways and corridors that were really dark with undeads here and there. Outside it was winter and really cold and windy. It was snowing those really small snow flakes that kinda stings your face when it is windy at the same time. The surrounding was quite different now and I had no sword or such. I walked around switching on lights to make it bright because the undeads wouldn't spawn then (lol i didn't realise before, but minecraft?). The place was some kind of apartment. Suddenly simon and some other friends that I can't remember was there. When I had lit up a part we said that it was a really cosy small apartment or something. It was a living room and some bedrooms.

I continued on to light more switches and realised that the place wasn't that small. I found a second living room with a really strange bass guitar hanging on the wall. I _think_ that I thought something like "Oh, that is a fugly bass guitar. It is only because this is a dream." or something but I didn't become lucid. I went down a basement (that I also lit up) and from there I found paths to the hospital culverts. I thought that was really cool because I have always enjoyed exploring the culverts. I saw a doctor that I followed. After a while I arrived at some kiosk thingy that were selling candy. I wanted to buy some. While standing there in queue, I took up my wallet to find two tio-kronor to pay with. I could only find one because my wallet were full of foreign money. Many were Australian, lol. I don't know where the other foreign money was from but many were really similar to tio-kronor and I never managed to find two.

There was a second part where there were two airships. I was in one and the other one was our enemy. We had some magical powers like on Bleach or something similar. It was pretty epic xD We were shooting the other team with a giant, white bow that we controlled together, telekinetically. The arrows where large hollow white tubes with some sort of design. It somehow reminded me of Orihime Inoue off Bleach.
Somewhere in the ship were all these spells, perhaps in a book, and they were written in runes haha. They were making all these undead skeletons appear and that was pretty scary. They spawned from the back of both ships and were attacking everyone.
There was some way to stop them from doing it, if you were able to read the runes. I thought "oh maybe it won't be hard to learn if I know a bit of Swedish" hahaha.

Even though I was someone in one of the airships, I could somehow switch my view between the two ships and see that it was all just fancy CGI, and though to myself how true it was that anything can be done with computer animation these days, and thus the undead skeletons and stuff weren't really that cool anymore.

After this bit, there was a part with these aborigines and they were climbing up these stairs. I was climbing down because somehow I'd started up at the top. Unfortunately, they were behaving in a derelict manner and ripping all the stairs up and stuff like that.