11Greg
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I want to start off by saying, the other day I had 6 lucid dreams, for the first time induced by me, previous ones before were random events. Anyway, one of the reasons why I am so interested in lucid dreaming is to stop the reoccuring theme of nightmares/or disturbing dreams. Those lucid dreams were really disturbing, and so, will not be sharing.

However, these next two dreams don't really deviate from the realm of disturbing, only that it is not as bad as they could have been.

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This dream was the longest dream of many. I am standing outside the front door of my home, my downstairs neighbours dog, which is a western highlands terrier was standing in the steps and like normal he booked it to come say hello to me. My neighbour was standing at the bottom of the stairs and asked if I wanted to follow suit on their walk, her friend who had their own dog and a couple of kids would be there as well. I said, no problem. The next thing I know we are walking union terrace gardens, a small enclosed very vertical garden space squashed in the heart of the city right next to a train line. Her kids were walking just in front of us, and my neighbour's friend's dog was playing with me, sometimes he would bite me but then act really nice afterwards. Sometimes the biting was too much, I asked the owner to take control but she just glanced a disgusting look at me and ignored me. So I had to play wrestle with this dog and win, but then I realised. This dog wasn't playing or fighting, he was trying to get my attention. So i watched him use body language and remarks to convey his message, he didn't want to go back with his owner. He stopped dead in his tracks while everyone went further ahead.

The dog was hiding behind this fenced pillar, head coming from one side, paws from the other. He spoke to me in english, and I said, "wait a minute, do you realise we can understand each other now, are you speaking english or am I speaking dog?" The dog looked bewildered for a minute, then I noticed that this separation of head and paws was unnatural and something was a miss.

I grabbed the paws for a moment, and then this topless gangster looking guy with broken teeth came jumping out from behind the fence. He was really strong and there was much I could do but run. The next like 15 minutes of this dream is a getaway sequence of playing a 16-bit pixel art version of track mania, I don't have a good way to describe all that in detail, sorry.

I wake up, i'm sitting in a chair in a livingroom of someone's house. I see the talking talk lying asleep at the other side of the room. To my right rotated at a 90 degree angle is a man sitting on a sofa, closest side to me. To my left is that woman, also sitting on this same chair as me, please note that I have not yet revealed until this point, this is one big lady, 7ft tall and morbidly obese. She is very angry at me, about the conversation I had with her dog, I don't know what part she is angry about but she starts shouting at me and claiming that I will understand the consequences. I immediately shit a brick, and I'm pleading "wait a minute, let's chat first, clear out any misunderstandings" she wasn't listening so in a desperate attempt to save myself I grabbed the bat. Again I said, "look, just give me two minutes to explain", she remained silent, but did not act any further, I used this moment to try get her anger to ease up a bit so I kept repeating things like "if youre calm, i am calm, i can explain properly, take it easy, breathe". The stage was set for me to explain, but at that point her kids came into the room to my right, via a door between the chair and the sofa.

The first kid gave me a candy bar, I said thank but with no intention of eating it. Another kid gave me more candy, I had to politely decline as I don't really like candy and all this candy was becoming too much. Then kid number 1 snatches back his candy and bites into it, the edges of the bite started burning, as if was made of paper, the kid proceeds to blow the resulting smoke into my face. Trying to ask the mother to get him to stop didn't end well, as you could imagine. She took it as an insult and whipped out a fire extinguisher bottle, pulled the pin, aimed it at my face and sprayed that shit, everywhere. I had to get out of here, this place was nuts. I stand up and say, excuse me, I need to leave, thanks for your hospitality.

This lady blocked my exit and said "You're not going anywhere" as she clung to that baseball bat "on your knees".

Fortunately, this where I woke up.

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I woke up at around midnight, I had a really sore head and the shop isn't open for another 6 hours. I went for a shower and sat under a high heat level for about 90 mins to massage the migraine away. It's hard though, my migraines usually have a snowball effect, where I start losing vision, balance and I feel really sick. I know once I left this shower, the migraine would come back within about 40 mins, so I had to fall asleep in that time, I couldn't stay in the shower because having a comfortable place to puke, will make it happen. I got out, got a duvet, wrapped it around my head several times and lay on the sofa, telling myself over and over "3 and a half hours, I will be pain free".

My next memory is sitting on the top step just outside my front door, finishing smoking a cigarette. From my vantage point I can see the courtyard of a business over the wall of my neighbours garden. The building is pretty derelict, but the company survives making doors and stuff. Anyway, i was unlucky enough to see an old man, grey hair maybe about 5 ft 6, stuff another man into a transparent bodybag, he was dead. I was sure there were 3 people there, 2 alive, 1 dead. When I looked a second time, knowing I shouldn't, there was only 2. Dead person and the old man.

Before I could make it inside and lock the door, a tall black lady, quite attractive stood outside my front door. I instantly recognised her as the missing 3rd person. I quickly decided to hide my fear and be as friendly and cooperative as possible. She looked at me quite angrily, and said, "I hear you've been looking at razorblades online, do you think you would get away with that?"

I was puzzled, I haven't and even if I had how would she know, or worse yet, why would she care. I had to answer carefully though, after what I had just witnessed, and I started to become paranoid that maybe, just maybe I had and had already triggered her visit before my knowing, regardless to being a witness to that situation or not. Who were these people?

Before I had a chance to answer, quickly walking up the stairs the old man came brushing passed the woman. He was dessed in all black and his grey hair was combed back, and it was... greasy. He looked rough, and dangerous and he had an unusually high pitched voice as he said "Alright then" as he invited himself into my house.

I tried to interject, and say: "Look man, what I saw, I forgot already, it has nothing to do with me". I looked at the lady just as I was finishing that sentence, she just smiled. The man carried on the conversation, in a very controlled manner. "Five days, I will be back here everyday for 5 days, at a time I see fit. Each day I will take five items from your home. Each day those 5 items increasing in value." He was upstairs in a room, and he made his way out holding 4 plates and a jug. "I imagine there won't be any problem with that arrangement?", the best response I could think of was. "You're going to take something everyday from here to keep?". He swiftly responded, "Nope". There was no aggression in his tone, I didn't feel threatened, which made it all the worse.

I woke up though, so it all ended well. My migraine had gotten soo much worse though.

As the title says, some parts of this dream have been omitted, due to their disturbing nature. I've been having a lot of disturbing dreams lately.

To start off simple, the first part of this dream was being at a caravan park, to attend my grampa's funeral. IRL he died in nov 2014, and I never got to go to his funeral. I don't talk to much of my family and they took this opportunity to block me from getting in contact with them. So in my dream I was at the funeral but at a distance, I could see the open suitcase he was being buried in and so i filled it with water with a power hose from work, don't ask. My family looked at me with such disgust I just left. I remember he suitcase being moved and the water sloshing everywhere, and I remember thinking the water would help preserve his body in case raising the dead became a thing.

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The next thing I know i'm playing world of warcraft, except i'm in the game, but still using a controller in my hands, apparently I think this game is for xbox. I come face to face with a celtic undead woman who asks me questions in fucked up gaelic/scottish slang that even I didn't understand. I answered and she became a party member of mine??? Whatever, I start getting chased by some guy in a landcruiser from star wars but I hijack him and drive away.

I'm now driving underwater, collecting stars, PvP'ing, killing npc turrets. While driving down an underwater course with crazy bends and turns. It was pretty hectic. At one point I lost my landcruiser, a girl offered me her exo suit, which was big and bulky looked like something from starcraft except most of your body is still exposed, its hard to explain that one.

Now i'm outside, with my new party member, I get a message from another player who sends me this wall of text asking why I let this npc become my party member, or something. I told him I was new to the game and told him to give me a fucking break,He tried to explain about the choices and stuff, but I didn't care. At this point a big red dragon filled the sky and I was trying to return from the menu to play by the controller cord was broken, I kept trying to reattach it, which worked for a couple of minutes but any movements in my hands knocked it off again. I eventually managed to ditch the controller and started running from this dragon, but no matter where we went he caught us. At one point I looked at my undead party member, she now looked like my exgf, wtf? I also tried to induce sexual intimacy at that point when we were in hiding, shame shame shame.

We are on the run again, and we met this guy and his party. The dragon catches us of guard and is now flying down from directly above, one after another he spits meteor fire balls, which i deflect with a barrier and return with my own, but smaller fireballs. The fight was futile and I went to check my phone at one point and it was all glitchy, wasn't working (why no lucid dream here? bad habits irl).

The next thing i know I am in a room saying the spyware needs to be removed. This is where the dream takes a weird turn. This spyware is a guy, who faces me, moves slowly doing weird hang gestures which paralyses me, and in which he takes the time to play/beat me. This cycle goes on for awhie, I run, but he is always there and he does another slow move, that freezes me. I learn that I had been drugged with automatic appreciation something something, so movements that he was doing was causing me to freeze and admire. I tried to do them back, which worked, and I used the time to escape, but he always came back. This part of the dream is actually a lot longer and a lot more,,, vast? than what I've put down
but I would class this part as a nightmare, a nightmare which I don't really want to recount fully.

There was another drug that made me stop being able to process movement, ie, people were moving and doing things, but I couldn't see it. When I blinked, everything would change and I would see the latest snapshot of initially opening my eyes, but then everything would freeze again, so basically repeating to close and open my eyes was equivalent of viewing the world at 3-5 fps. The things I saw were, not so good.

I've been terrible these last two weeks. Not getting enough sleep, not a consistent sleeping pattern. On a day to day basis, I'm doing my MILD/DILD checks less frequently because I'm just too busy and swamped under a lot of pressure at work.

However, I remember quite a bit from last night's dream, which is surprising because i'm not sleeping more than 4 hours per day at the minute, something that needs to change.

Again, it's another non-lucid dream, and it's video game based.

I am the dragonborn, and I have been roaming the lands in search of dragons. Protecting people from dragons, and killing dragons I meet. These dragons weren't the same as in the game though, no, these dragons were really really really big and more often than not I had a group of people I had to get to safety before any fighting could begin, normally through barriers and what not. This goes on for awhile, protecting people, flying away from dragon, and protecting more people, and so on.

Then at some point I am teleported to a room, a bedroom. Someone was asleep in the bed, but woke up when I arrived there, asking who I was. The reason for me to be in this bedroom was the big tv screen, it gave me a large view of the world map. I said "I am the dragonborn". At which point an alarm starts going off. 3 hours until the world ends. The guy who was asleep, asks "can you do it?" I say, I dont think so, there are so many dungeons I haven't cleared, as I show him on the screen, "theres just no time, fuck". I say, when the world ends it will restart and I will have the same amount of time to save the world than I did this time. I will definitely do it then. (OP note: think majoras mask).

Then, I am teleported outside with 5 mins to go, I see a massive golden dragon head statue poke it's way through the cloudy skies above, as it aimed for earth, it signaled the end of the world.

I think I woke up at this point, but immediately fell back into a dream.

Apparently I have a little brother named billy.

We were playing dodgeball together, in a way. Whoever has the ball has to hit the other person, whilst the other person dodges. The are we were in was like a residential square, there is a row of houses with their gardens facing the square. All the gardens have large black fences, probably 7ft high. One of those houses is where I lived as a kid, and this little square is where I used to play.

Billy was pretty young, like 7 years old if I were to guess. I didn't give him any chances though, everytime he tried to hit me with the ball i would dodg them never letting him hit me. Once he did hit me, and I instantly got him back, I was being pretty cruel in that regard.

This square has two objects in it, one is a 1 foot tall concrete hollow L shape. Within it's boundaries is packed with dirt to house the nettle bushes. The other is a 5 foot tall oval, also packed with dirt, until the lid in which is used to house a fully grown tree and some bushes. If you think that is strange, this exists irl.

Here I found the dream scene on google maps, and uploaded an image. http://i.imgur.com/nWwpF2J.jpg

The only difference is, all the fences were black.

We took a break, sitting behind the L shape just next to the fences. Actually, it was a specific fence directly between the tree dome and L. This was where I lived as a child. I was explaining to billy, all this, saying things like. "You know, when I was your age, this is where I used to play too." I showed him the garden of the house I lived and stuff.

It was right around this point, loads of kids appeared out of nowhere with their parents, and some how a blue trolley from work used to transport machine parts full of water appeared in front of me with soapy water and tipped out.

This distracted me and I stopped for a minute to make sure billy was still there, but he was not. Where could he have gone, i couldn't have been looking away for more than 5 seconds. Frantically, I start scanning the faces of every child there to find him, but I can't. So then I start shouting on him. Louder and Louder, but he did not answer. The adults looked at me as if I were crazy, so I was like, someones taken him, someones taken billy.

I was standing at the far side of the square now, past the far end of the L shape. I starting looking as hard as I could for a clue, tried to think if I heard anything funny. The fact I didn't even hear billy be taken away almost made me burst into tear, to think of someone abducting him, me being there and his cries unable to reach my ears. Must have been terrifying, and now I don't know where to start looking, and now, just as fast as it would take a man to snap his fingers, it was nighttime.

At a 45 degree angle upwards at the rightside of the houses, are another row of houses separated by a grass hill. At the gate of one of the gardens stood an old man. Overweight, thick framed glasses. He was wearing a red latex suit that was skin tight and covered his whole body except from his face. He emitted a red aura that you could see illuminate his surrounding area. He looked sinister and creepy, and he was staring directly at me.

I decide that must be the guy who took Billy, he is toying with me, but I don't have time to question it. I run over, I run straight passed him. Into his garden, I kickdown the door to his house, except it's not a house really. It's just one small room, in it were tables and chairs, and no Billy.

The man shouted from outside, "excuse me what are you doing, someone help this man is breaking into my home". I was convinced billy was here, I could almost feel his presence, there had to be more going on here. I threw away the tables and chairs, lifted the rug, and I saw a handle in the floor. At this point, someone came to the aid of the old man, some really big guy who looks strong, and also has nicholas cage's face, he tried to pick me up but I quickly told him that this man stole my little brother and im going to find him here. He stops for a second then begins to help me, we lift up the panel to find another panel. Panel after panel, no end to this. But I have to keep going, each panel was different, so we must be making progress. At which point we are presented with a black hole and stairs. At which point I say, you know, we might find more kids than just my little brother down there.

Just as I finish this sentence, the old man walks back in the room with a shotgun, at which point I woke up.

Have a bit of a sore head, think it has affected my recall - which is normally pretty solid. I will write down what I remember in a quick update during this Wbtb. This is all non-lucid btw

It's dark out, we're in the city I currently live, in the middle of the night during peak drinking hours. People are bars and pubs and me and my friend from high school are walking with a few others. Leon has always been a bit of a character, he likes to make fun of people in front of other for recognition. However, outside of that he does actually have a decent sense of humour and an crack a joke from time to time. We're walking together, in our group and he decides to start throwing insults at these two big dudes. They were black and he was throwing racist insults, shit! The guys turns around and start getting aggressive with him, and Leon is like "what!? calm down, it's not that bad". As the two guys decide to leave it alone, Leon fires another insult, again racist and at this point I grab him by the scruff of the neck and throw him in a whole in the ground, which happens to be full with water, enough to completely submerge him. The two guys leave, and I try to get leon out with some rope in the water. He was not there, he has slipped through a hole in the inside frame is is heading out to the bay and is most likely dead. It's at this point his other friends admit they were smoking pcp...

... I need to get back to sleep but to cut a long story short, I rescue him and I specifically remember his eyes. His pupils were so small you could barely see them and the colours of his eyes were a significant colour of blue green. They looked like they pierced your soul.

I will update this later if I remember, I will leave some mental reminder notes at the bottom.

- Talking with girl she refuses me for sex, i bring it up again she compliments me.
- evil guy fucking with people for no extra cost
- pokemon, save squirrel, help reach goal
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going back to attempt another wild, wish me luck.