Zac

Well, last night I had four dreams which I remember. However, only in one (the last one) can I remember what happened and what it felt like. It's all non-lucid, but I got pretty close.

Background knowledge: around once a year, I go to America with my brother ('J') to see some family members - my grandfather (from now on 'G'), and my cousins (only one is in the dream - 'E')

I had just arrived in America with my little brother (although my mum wasn't with us), and saw E. She looked nothing like she does in real life, however. If that wasn't strange enough, the airport which we had just arrived at (in America) was my school - in England. We walked outside and entered a strange building made from orange steel cylindrical bars, so each room looked like a prison cell. There was very little light. J commented that my school had a strange repair facility (?). We then walked past a cell, in which was imprisoned a young, blond member of my school (whom I did not recognise). We then left the strange building.

We were back in natural sunlight. I have no memory of seeing J after that.

E and I walked into a car park. We entered a large black car. She went in the passenger seat, and I went into the back.

At this point, I attempted my first in-dream Reality Check. I bite my arm and feel nothing. I also hold my nose, and continue breathing. Just as I am about to conclude that this is a dream and become lucid, the driver (G) turns around, revealing himself to be a character with a face not unlike the clown from Stephen King's 'It'. This surprised me enough to wake me up.

Waking up so close to lucidity was a massive disappointed, but at least there's always tonight.