Alecks
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another WILD, always in the same place. I go to the living room again, always to stabilize. I take the same position as in the other dream, that sort of meditative pose with my fingers in a circle. This time it worked a little better, but let's say I hadn't concentrated very much, and I spend the rest of the lucid dream doing whatever came to mind at the moment. Hopping happily I go towards the kitchen, always to control fire. Arriving in front of the stove, I think I could use the lighter that was in the drawer to help me. But I don't. I go out onto the balcony, jump and stand on the railing. I happily start hopping on it, with one foot; the other leg was bent and not touching. I looked like a kangaroo: little effort but crazy jumps so much that I was floating a little. I realize I'm on a railing. I get off it and hear "Ale", the abbreviation of my name. It seemed to come from inside the house. If I'm not mistaken, I say "Yes?", as if to answer the phone. The voice comes back, as if it were speaking directly into my ear. It asks me "How are you?". I finally recognize whose voice it is: Giada, a classmate and friend. I wanted to answer "good", but I hold back. I was convinced that the voice was my subconscious. "Im talking with my subconscious", i start to think. But also... why was its voice Giada's?
While I'm thinking, my vision goes dark. I think about doing DEILD, but I stay in limbo a bit too long and everything fades away

with a WILD I get out of bed and go towards the living room. I was in my grandparents' house. Getting out of bed, however, I was afraid that everything was unstable. For a moment there was some instability, like loss of balance: I was still in the bedroom, in front of the wardrobe, when I was about to fall. But I remember that I was in my dream, so I was the one deciding. I stabilize myself and go towards the living room. I put myself right in the middle, between the sofa and the black table. I intended to do some grounding, to make the dream clearer and enter the present moment so that I could enjoy the lucid dream at its best. But I was impatient, I wanted to go and do things right away. I check my right hand, which was strangely quite far away. Also, my fingers were not still: the ring finger was strangely close to the pinky, the middle and ring fingers were behaving strangely towards each other, the rest were normal. This made it more difficult for me to increase the details, but nothing serious. I notice all these things I just listed, while I was looking at the features of the hand. By doing this, even the peripheral vision is affected and strengthened: the surrounding environment becomes clearer. I look away from the hand after a little more than 10 seconds because I was in a hurry (even if I should have stayed a little longer). I look around a bit and I see how real everything was: my father with my cousin who was talking near the drums, the windows, some sounds… Here I immediately thought of going towards the kitchen and then to the balcony to control fire. I took a few steps but then I thought again: I had to do a good grounding, I always told myself that. So I go back and for some reason I get into a "standing" meditative position: back straight, thumb and index finger touching forming a circle, eyes half-closed. In this position… I wasn't doing anything in particular, I wasn't concentrating on anything. So it wasn't very useful. The goal was to concentrate on the present moment. I move away from that position and see that, in the other part of the room, a sort of YouTube video was being filmed: under the chandelier there were a few people standing and making strange movements. In front of the doors, sitting, there was a group of YouTubers I knew: three guys and a girl, all of them about 30 years old. They had their legs crossed.
I talk to them a little, in particular with the two guys on the left and just a few words with the girl on the right. Then the view goes dark.

some things happened before that I don't remember. At the same time, however, this happened.
Me and other family members, like my brother, were creating a "modified human" (I don't know how to say it better), increasing his stats beyond measure. His stats, in fact, were quite high: resistant to practically everything, super strength... things like that. We kept him in a closed place, quite isolated, where he spent the rest of the day. In this place there were also other people, always with super powers but certainly much less dangerous than the first. He reminds me a lot of Accelerator from ToAru, both for his appearance, his behavior and his disproportionate strength; so I will call this patient "Ac".
I and the others were quite worried about the behaviors that Ac could have taken, also because probably no one would have been able to stop him.
It was night, and they were all sleeping. Me and two other people (including my brother) were in the lab, which could be reached by stairs (the shape of this structure is almost the same as the gym I go to irl) that also led to the sleeping area. Ac was there, but I felt like something had gone wrong. I started to get seriously worried. And sure enough, after a while of staring into the darkness, he arrives. Here is a quick timeskip, which brings the dream to when my brother was already physically blocking Ac on the way down. He had already thrown him to the ground and was trying to hold him while he tried to inject him with something.
At this point, everything goes black. The light was on, so I should have been able to see. But the dream was blocking me. At this point, given the strange things that were happening + this blocking of vision, I realized that I was dreaming. I had realized it, but I was unconsciously continuing to follow the plot of the dream.
I had to help, I had to do something. But I couldn't get this black out of my vision.
I started to get really angry, also because it happened in other lucid dreams. I didn't want it to happen again. I started to scream, putting my hand on my face. "THIS IS MY DREAM! I DECIDE!". I kept repeating these words, but the dream didn't change, and this bothered me even more. I couldn't take it anymore. In the meantime I moved to the left, trying to reach my brother who was fighting.
The more time passed, the angrier I got.
"I decide what happens!!!". I started to see something, some kind of object with different control parameters in the corner where I had arrived. I kept feeling a strong anger inside me. Words can't describe the anger I was feeling.
Finally, without realizing it, I started to see.
I go to help.
I knew Ac was incredibly strong, but I had to do something anyway. I held him by the shoulders and pushed him down, maintaining a constant strong pressure. In the meantime Ac was screaming, threatening us, grimacing, getting angry... but I couldn't let go for any reason. I turned to my brother, who was making the face of someone who was seriously trying hard. In those moments, a Gui appeared that presented some of Ac's stats, in particular those on resistance. We had made sure that he was resistant to several things, including Clash Royale cards. For example, there was resistance to the Rocket at maximum, like 9999, and the same thing for another card. From there I understood even better how strong Ac was. He tries to get up, but I manage to throw him back down. I see my brother take a syringe to inject him with something (I thought it was to make him even stronger, even if logically it had to be something like a sedative to block him). Ac, knowing this, gets even angrier and wriggles even more ferociously. He says "No, not that..." and in the meantime he was smiling; he was practically threatening us. He tries to get up again, but I stop him. I turn to see the injection. With his right hand he inserts the needle into Ac's left leg (?).
It's all over.
Some time has passed since this unplanned event happened.
I was still in the lab, but this time with my father. Obviously the topic of conversation was Ac's rebellion. I tell him how his stats were at the maximum. Apparently my father had doubts about this experiment, and I had just given him a reason to complain. He says, in fact, that it was too dangerous. After this sentence, I start to think.
When that accident happened, I was managing to block Ac with my strength. This meant that I was also very strong, in the worst case scenario a little less than Ac. I thought about this thing proudly, because I had blocked a monster.
I also kept thinking about the accident. What if it had happened again?

I had some hypnagogia and then a lucid dream. I always find myself in bed, lying in the same position. The place was different though, it looked like a hotel. At first it was dark and I even had my eyes closed so I couldn't say where I was. Then I opened them and turned my head to the right/up. There was a window, closed, from which no light came in, made up of two panels. There I understood that I wasn't in my room.
I was lying on a fairly comfortable double bed. The duvet, like the pillow and the blankets, I think were white. I felt a certain pressure on my back; I started to think it was someone. I wanted to make sure who it was, but this person spoke first. I recognized her from her voice: an irl friend of mine, who I'll call Ca. I don't remember what she said, but I remember that she spoke in a low and slightly childish tone (as she sometimes does irl).
I tried to stay aware of the environment, so as not to waste this opportunity for lucidity.
Now. During the hypnagogia, in addition to following it, I was thinking about what I had to do: control an element, for the competition on dreamviews. But in this dream I do something completely different. I even remembered it, but I decided that I wanted to kiss Ca 💀. I try to get up, with a bit of fear that something would happen (like that I couldn't move, pain...), but I block the intrusive thoughts and sit on the bed, still with the covers on. Ca does the same. When I got up I felt a strange sensation, but I ignored it.
To the right of the bed where we were, there was a space and then a single bed. It's basically my aunt's guest room.
To make another movement (which I don't remember) the same thing happened: fear of making a mistake, intrusive thoughts blocked and problem solved.
Now I tried to grab her a**, and I succeeded with my right hand. Only she moves away, telling me in a slightly sensual voice "Noo". But I insist. I reach out to her back and lower it, but I can't reach anything. It's like Ca's back is really long.
For a moment I doubt it was a boy, but I chase away this unfounded thought. She tries to move away, but I've changed my goal and I want to kiss her. I try to grab her (body, like hugging) once but nothing. After a while, I make sure we fall off the bed. She's underneath and I hold her head so she doesn't hurt herself. You can hear the thud, but I haven't felt any pain (and neither has she). I thought about saying, "See, I'll protect you too," but in the end I didn't say it. I bring my lips together to kiss her, but she has her face turned to her left. Then she turns around.
I was ready.
Our lips touch.
The first sensation was that her lower lip is moist, a little wet. It's a feeling I've never felt before, but it was really nice. I had started well and was continuing well too. We continued kissing for a little while until the dreamstarted to turn black. I remained in limbo for a little while, where everything was black, and I woke up.