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I dreamt that that I fell asleep in my bed straight into a lucid dream where I grew wings and flew through the ceiling. It was exhilarating and I flew higher and through more and more ceilings, one after another. Then I noticed the ceiling fans were below me and I was actually flying downwards (paradoxically it would seem).
Then I landed lying in front of St. Peter's gate. A large stone gate standing on top of a circular stone foundation, seemingly floating in space. The gate was unattached, merely a gate with the carving "St. Peter's" on it. I started getting scared and really wanted to ascend, away from here. I was lying in my bed again, "half-asleep" (still within a dream). I even kept having to adjust my sleeping mask on my eyes.
After wishing hard enough to ascend, everything became bathed in golden light, and I knew I had golden wings. I flew up once more only to start falling straight down, quickly. Staring straight up, I fell straight past the gate and the platform it was on so I could see how it was standing atop a giant tower or spire. I kept falling, fast, with occasional vibrations that I could feel in the "real" world (within a dream).
Finally I landed on my my back on my bed, but under my eye mask I could see the shadows of flames flickering in the corners of my room and my bed started getting hot. (I could never really see any flames) My legs and back grew warm. I could see the shadow of a figure walking bath and forth on one wall. And heard a voice talking less TO me, but more AT me. It was around this point I realized I was in Hell and shocked myself awake.


I actually only woke up with a very vague after sense of warmth on my back. And surprisingly the fear and surprise wasn't there, like how emotions follow me from other intense dreams. I think that everything took place in a dream within a dream really helped. That and the fact that I don't believe in a Heaven or Hell and am incredibly secure in that belief that it didn't bother me as much as it should in my logical waking world. Of course I'm shaken that I would have such a dream in the first place, but I still think it was neat. Also even though the dream FELT lucid it couldn't have been, I was merely dreaming of having a lucid dream where these things happened.

At first "I" wasn't even in the dream, or if I was, I was a girl and a vampire made me his puppet using a piece of mirror. He made me kill someone then we were friends and I was me again. He turned into a psycho killer teenager and I got in too deep with him, even though I disagreed with him I couldn't do anything about it or he'd kill me. There was definitely some homosexual vibes coming from his direction that made me uncomfortable too.

There was a movie screening we were going to go to. I told someone about him on the way in, but I don't know if I saved her because he found out via her cell phone. I raced to tell security in the theater but for some reason I was carrying a puppy. They took it then arrested someone else for something else and dismissed my warnings.

Sitting in the theater now it took awhile to find him, he was disguised in the crowd but I did. It was like this was a second play-through of a game, so I thought I knew what would happen. Then the vampire and girl thing was on the screen, then someone killing lots of attackers with various weapons (like a video game) all the while I was waiting for him to slit my throat, but I knew he was excited about the violence on the screen. I had a pair of scissors to defend myself. The movies tarted to become the focus of the dream then I woke up.

Also when I woke up in the middle of the night before this dream, the picture that has been on my wall of killer whales underwater looked to me like a scary clown face.

Earlier that day I watched a short amateur movie about The Joker and Harlequin, he convinced her to kill someone in a room, it was all very like the dream.

I was bad again and didn't write these down.

I was in a one-on-one fight using staffs against someone else, next to a railing separating us from the river. I was clearly winning and didn't even want to finish the fight, I didn't want to make him look bad. My opponent said if I knocked one of the empty plastic bottles into the river it would end the match. I did so, then realized I was littering! I tried to fish it out of the water but it was too far away. Then I got in trouble with the coordinator and I tried to explain to him what happened and why I did what I did and how I regretted it, but he didn't care. Anxiety.

Next dream I was in my room and people were playing soccer in my front yard, people were watching them through my windows, somehow a ball got in my room even though my windows had screens on them and someone tried to through it back but it kept bouncing of the screen so I took it and ran downstairs and threw it back.

I was bad again today and didn't write these down so I'm going from memory.

I was at a bar, a fancy bar, and while I was supposed to be enjoying myself or hanging out with whoever I was with, I was watching A and V enjoy THEMSELVES. I was overtly jealous and A noticed. Eventually I left and was walking across a vast arctic landscape with a bunch of other people, I don't know where we were going or why. I thought about how boring it was and how cool it would be if I could just hover a bit with each step. Just then I realized I could fly and became lucid. I floated up and instead of immediately exploring I thought to myself about what I could do now that I'm lucid. I still don't think I had much control though because I ended up going back towards the bar to show off my flight to A. But on the way I got side tracked by little cottage and found a cute girl to make out with. (Why does it always come to this?!) I was completely conscious of the last few dreams and waking up as soon as I get excited so I tried to just go with the flow. I lasted a bit longer maybe before waking up.

The next dream I was exploring a cave system with some others. Don't really remember what happened now.

In no particular order.

Saving L from some people. Had to ride my bike down some stairs and to a beach, then I woke up.

Some sort of "gang" war against some other people, shot someone before he could shoot me. Phone rang right when I was going to tell the cops everything.

Cuddling with K until she had to go. More was going on in that dream I don't remember. I'm having more and more dreams about her...

Went lucid at the end of a dream where I was walking around with a group of people. Didn't last long, looked at my hands and then lost it.

First I was taking a class in "aqua boats" I can't remember what I called them in the dream, but it was like go-karts on water, and they were really fast and not really like water at all. There was a lot to the dream, but I didn't write it down and forgot most of it now.

Next dream I was at an anime convention or something in a hotel. The Sailor Scouts were battling their various nemesis in different rooms, I saw them as I was searching for something or just exploring. Then I found some people playing
MMORPGs and they talked about some new good ones I should check out. Then I watched/joined a live-action Call of Duty game before leaving to go to class. The teacher kicked me and my friend out for having some sort of gaming device that we were going to buy. I stopped by a girl's desk I guess I got close to and wrote my number on her desk before I left. My friend and I went to the check out for our games, then I was playing a Mario racing game, like the slide race in Mario 64 but not.
I came across a quaint touristy area in a park, they were selling candy and trinkets. At some point I jumped into the air and turned into a hawk, but it was too difficult to fly and too slow, so I turned human and flew that way. But I decided I should be invisible so I don't cause a seen, at the thought of invisibility I became lucid!
I made a mental note on what it was that caused me to be lucid, looked at my hands to keep the lucidity. (And even saw my feet way down on the ground, I was still flying.) I looked around for cute girls, there were a lot of people waking around in the park. I passed over a few then swooped down and picked a cutie up. When I kissed her I kept my eyes open and even tried to look at my hands to stay lucid, because I lost it last time when I kissed a girl. The first kiss went well, but directly after that I lost it and woke up frustrated.

I wonder if I'm paying too much attention to how things feel when I'm lucid, I'm too interested in the "realness" to just go with the flow? But if I go with the flow I might lose it lucidity and go back to dreaming... Although I don't remember ever losing lucidity that way. Research is needed.

At one point I was an exchange student in Scandinavia where I got lost and was kind of stressed out about not knowing what was going on anywhere. I've been watching the Danish version of The Killing nonstop lately.
There was more that I can't remember.
I promise to myself to write them down as soon as I awake tonight, enough of this slacking!

I find myself in the middle of a suburb street at night. My mp3 and external hard drive are on the skeletal remains of a bus in the street. I was pulling something like a bike on to the grass. My music's playing from the mp3 player and I notice someone making their way to it so I beeline to the remains of the bus in order to grab it first but the person gets it first. And it's a big dude.

We have a "give me that", "no", war for a bit, but eventually he fumbles and I take it from his hands. He makes fun of my purple phone case and I reply with "Oh, do you want to know where I got it? Well, I forgot!" Very playfully, and I really did forget. This kind of playful mockery continues until I drag TB into it, and say he doesn't want to be in the middle of it, but then he does some quick punches and jabs in the air, showing off. A second guy appears and I leave to block the first guy from taking pictures of TB who is a Zen Boxer. When I return TB is playing a "Zen Game" which consists of him killing random cartoonish people on the screen. I awake with a certain anxiety I'm not quite able to place.

Side note: TB is someone from my elementary school whom I only see on FB now and haven't talked to in over a decade. This isn't the first time he's appeared in my dreams as some tributary character. I should note his appearance as a dream sign.