Type: Lucid Dream

I was in some old mansion with two other guys and one girl, and one guy holds out a glass and gets beer from the roof. He starts talking about how the best beer in the world was made and kept in barrels inside of the roof of this house. Another guy says that it looks like the roof is about to cave in from the weight, and sure enough, the roof and the walls start sagging. They want to stay in the house still, even though they are likely going to be crushed. The guy with the beer decides that if they stand against the one wall that isn't about to collapse, they won't be swept away by hundreds of gallons of beer and a collapsing roof. I note that there isn't enough room for all of us, and they tell me to go back through the portal, which has the effect of instantly teleporting me back to wherever we were before we came to the mansion.

"Oh hell no," I mutter, going into the portal and back into the house. If they want to play that way, I'll take the floor away from them as well. "You know, it looks like the floor is about to go too." Just as expected, the floor starts to look very dangerous, though not as much so as the roof, which looks ready to come down any second now. I have a different idea on how to survive.

I walk over to a window, step on the sill, and jump through it. As I'm jumping, I transform into a white and silver dragon (I controlled the dragon part, the colors came by themselves) and fly into the air. I fly off into the distance, noticing how beautiful the blue sky and green grass is, and soon see an odd silvery cloud with a white lining and a white humanoid form with wings. I fly towards it, once turning myself so I was flying upside down. When I get close to it, I find myself unable to fly anymore, so I prowl towards it. When I get to it, it's a tiny white creation of light that has shapes that look like a head, arms, and legs. I put my hand on it, but it goes through it and the man disappears.

Curious but somewhat disappointed, I take to flight again, in the same direction that I had been going. I eventually come to a tarp, and when I go past it, everything is black, though there are a few gray numbers floating by. I realize I could end up transitioning from one dream to another, so I keep telling myself that I'm dreaming and to stay lucid. I have a FA, and some woman tells me that I was awoken by sheer terror.

Clarity: 4 / 5    Lucidity: 3 / 5

Tags: dragon, fa, house

((Wow, it's been a long time since I've last posted, but I've been busy and my sleep schedule's changed so drastically I've been too tired to post whenever I wasn't doing anything.I had a dream with Crystal in it though, and a moment of peace, so here it is.))

I'm in the room of what appears to be either an antique store or a large house, standing by a king sized bed with feather pillows and a feather quilt. I can see a large wooden wardrobe off in the distance. Crystal is standing by the bed as well, and we're both looking down at the body of an old English lady that she had killed, who had dyed red hair. She picks the corpse up off of the bed, and sets it down into the wheelchair, with me helping to guide the body in, but it slides/slumps down. She picks it up again and we reposition it, and as she's doing so, I look at her and think about how strong she must be to pick up that much dead weight so easily and be able to move it around without any problem. I also notice the shirt she's wearing, a sleeveless shirt that's black on the back and is covered in rectangular patches of red, white, black, and blue on the front. As we finish positioning the body to sit upright in the chair, so it won't be s obvious it's actually a corpse, I wake up.

Clarity: 4 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: assassin, body, brema, corpse, crystal, death, family, house, mercenary, murder, wheelchair

Type: Normal Dream

As far back as I can remember, I'm in a grocery store, trying to find Kiba, and my father hands my a can full of hornets. He then goes on to tell me that each of these hornets has something that I can't tell them to attack, and he tells me what it is for each of them. Needless to say, even inside of the dream I don't remember what it is for any of them, but it was ridiculous things like a jar of honey or a flower.

I sneak off through the aisles of the store, trying to find a good place to spy on [whoever it was I'm trying to spy on]. I hide behind a large grill display, and look away for a moment at a shelf full of cans of Chef Boy RD Ravioli, and I hear my mother say, "you can't save him; it's already too late." I turn Back around and look to see that the grill display is gone, and my mom is sitting at a patio table display, a green wire frame table set with a glass table top.

*I wake up at this point, but go back to sleep.*

I'm now in a house that has elements from both of the houses I've lived in before, but looked completely foreign. My father had told me that there was a secret area in this house that no one remembered, and now I'm trying to find it in order to find Kiba [and I suspect Widow as well]. I go around knocking on the walls and old entertainment centers and stuff, trying to find the entrance to the area, and at one point my grandma appears and takes me into the laundry room to give me some good advice about dealing with my mother, but I can't remember it anymore. Eventually, as I'm about to go into the living room, my brother walks up to me and tells me that dad told him where it is. He goes up to a corner, taps three times in a triangle shape on the wall, and a time section pulls back. He doesn't do anything else, so I reach in and turn the section, causing a door sized section of the wall to swing open. I go into the hidden section, which is like a multiple room sized attic or unfinished section of the house, and go to the right. After one more right turn, I see an area full of dog cages with puppies in them. I open all the cages and bring two of them back, one of them being a puppy with the markings of a Rottweiler, and when I get back to where my brother is, he tells me that I shouldn't have uncaged them, that they were supposed to be locked up. I start to turn around and go to try to lock them all back up, but someone that I knew but couldn't recognize quickly walked by and took them from me, saying he'd do it and I needed to get my friends.

I run forward through the only other door, and on the level below are two large cages, one with Kiba in it and another with Widow in it. The stairs down are blocked off with more cages with puppies in them, so I hop over the railing to the floor below. First I go up to Widow's cage, and call him, but he's just sitting there indian style, apparently meditating, and can't hear me. I try for a while to get his attention, and when I can't, I telepathically insert an illusion into his mind that his daughter was about to be raped. This obviously worked, as he was up and ripping the door off of the cage in half of a second. I apologized to him for doing that once he was himself again, and he asked if his daughter was okay. I told him that she was, opening a link to her to make sure I hadn't jinxed her by some odd chance, and she appeared beside me. I tell them both that they should go up and try to get all the puppies back in the cages (having a very bad feeling that those 'puppies' are actually the trappers)m abd I go to Kiba's cage. He's in a worse condition than Widow was in, and he's laying stretched out in the cage blathering, apparently thinking he was in a large comfy bed. I try to get his attention, then try to cast an illusion that his wife's talking to him, but all it ends up doing is calling her there as well. She is somehow able to get him to snap out of it somewhat, and he gets out of his cage as well.

Just then his mom comes walking in, and I can see his eyes cloud over again, even though I can easily tell that that's not his mom, just someone illusioned to look like her. e goes over and hugs her, and, annoyed, I go and pull them apart and slam her on the ground. I push energy into her, and her guise falls apart, leaving a black headed hyena person there instead. I can tell this still isn't the real thing, and it feels like whatever it is is just wearing the corpse of a hyena, but I can't shatter that guise as well, so I just hold it up to Kiba. "Does this look like your mom? Now get out of here, I'll take care of this thing."

I hold my hand over it, and one set of chains binds it to the floor as another cocoons it. I then form a cage around it, and no sooner do I than it turns into the Rottweiler puppy and slips out of the chains. Looking around I can see that a lot of puppies are around the room now. Suddenly Widow calls me and I look up to see him standing on the platform above. He says we've got to go, and when I ask about the puppies he says they broke out of the cages. Not too keen on the idea of being surrounded by a bunch of trappers, I jump to the platform above and he gives me a hand over the railing. We take off running, but I quickly realize that we're going in circles. Not too keen on the idea of potentially being trapped in an illusion, and now able to sense that this isn't actually Widow, I take my hand from his and stop running, but he keeps on running. I turn around and hit the wall with both hands, and a seemingly infinite corridor forms from the holes through about thirty or more walls behind it. At the end, I see a black man wearing a wife-beater shirt looks up at me, thanks me for 'loosing' him, and runs off. I call out to the fake Widow, "if you're really Widow, just gate back to the forest, Crystal has it protected so they can't follow us back." I turn around, and a doorway made of vines grows from the ground. I open the door and step through it.

Back in the forest (which is basically my home in the dream world), I see Widow, his daughter, Kiba, and his wife, as well as possibly some other people standing there waiting for me. I ask Widow if that was him back there running around the building and he replies that they all left when I told them to, because they knew I could handle myself back there. I nod, and wake up.

Clarity: 4 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: andrew, ara, brother, dad, deception, family, friends, grandma, hornets, house, kiba, mgk, mom, odd_people, omi, puppies, rose, secret, slave, slavers, slaves, trappers, widow

I'm out in a field that has trees sparsely populating the area around me, and the ground is covered in dirt. The sky is purple, but clear. In front of me is a pile of dead grass, like someone mowed a lawn and piled it there, except for the grass has already turned brown. I'm holding a shovel, trying to get a shovelful of dead grass, and after I try a few times I hear the sound of thunder. It wasn't like normal thunder, but rather like thunder played over ancient speakers that have gone bad and are crackly. I pickup a shovelful and run back towards the house (I haven't yet seen it, but I know where it is), and most of the grass spills off as I run.



I get back to my grandma's house and run under the porch, immediately picking up my laptop from the step as I do so, and I notice my grandma standing in the doorway, making a comment on the thunder. I look back out at the driveway, and I see what looks like a cross between a lizard and a snake moving across the driveway.

Clarity: 2 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: dead, grandma, grass, house, lizard, omi, porch, shovel, snake, storm, thunder

I dreamed that I had mis fired a flare and caught a house on fire. (The house was a sea green sided house). Not stoping to wonder why exactly I had a flare gun, I rushed over to the house and started trying to evacuate it, but for some reason never entered the house.

Clarity: 2 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: burning, house

Type: Normal Dream

We were with school to an expedition or something (To England? Because I've been there with school this year). There was a Theme park where I was before with Tibor, his mother, his little brother and my brother (Tibor is a good friend of mine) (I guess it wasnt England then if I was there before with my mom etc). There was this attraction where you'd go through some muddy water and you'd become very dirty which I hated (I dislike getting dirty in a theme park etc =P) but everybody else loved it so we went there. You had to drop your stuff (at least, the ones you wanted to stay dry) on some sort of beach without water (It was more like.. Grass on one side, sand/hard sand in the middle, a pretty big field, grass on the other side). Me and one other guy (Jesse) put our bags there. Before we went to the theme park, a red-haired dude named Thomas always threw his soda cans on the beach but the teachers always saw him and made him put it in the trashcan that was on the beach where we put our bags next to. On the last day, we went to the trashcans to get our bags and Thomas took and threw all the cans on the ground when the teachers didn't see it. Suddenly we were on the grass side again and there was water. We saw 2 elderly people suddenly cross on the water with a quad, but they couldn't go any further than the trashcan because that wasn't a "race-on-water" area. The water was gone again (DING DING DING). Then Jesse and I went to get our bags and I was like "Grr I should get those cans and put em in the trashcan" I normally wouldnt do such a thing even though I dont like it if people throw their stuff on the ground all the time. I didnt do it. We were in a city suddenly and we went to some sort of suburbs area. We found a backalley where we could access the sewers. We were saught out by the police etc (Maybe because of the cans?) and I was just with Jesse again. We had some sort of dog with us, an a4 paper, some huge cup with ice cream or something (and cherries on top). I was like "Shit, we cant go into the sewers.", but Jesse was like "Theres a ladder to up there as well" and he looked up. I checked it out as well and yeah, there was a ladder (Wasnt there before, ding ding ding.). Though it was suddenly gone again and I had to get it out of the way to the sewers (the ladder, ding ding ding -.-). We went up there, Jesse with trouble holding the a4, I went there twice, once with the dog and once with the huge ice cream thing. It was just a flat and narrow piece of concrete. Suddenly there were walls. Damiano, Tibor, Richard and Marlon were there as well (good friends and guys I always do weed with). There were 2 huge bowls with weed related stuff and mostly: a lot of weed. Some dude I didnt know (who was appearantly some sort of leader to our group) showed me a small weed baggy and was like "Hah, we got weed". He put it next to the bowls. I was like "Theres a lot of weed in these bowls, he wouldnt mind if I take his weed-baggy-thingy." I took it, but it had a hole in it so all the weed "poured out" into my pants >_< He filled another baggy with weed and I took his baggy out of my pants and was like "Here, this one is leaking, put this in there as well" and emptied my pants in that baggy XD! I looked around and saw this huuuuuuge baggy. Empty. I took it and filled it with weed-related stuff and especially: weed. Suddenly there were walls and a pillow and stuff (Or better yet, I noticed, DING. DING. DING. -_____-;). The doorbell went and I went to the door to see who was there. There was a big persian-looking lady who claimed it was her house (and I didnt find it weird at all that the walls wernt there to begin with, and you couldnt possibly have lived there when we came there, Ding fucking ding ding.). As I said, she claimed it was her house. I was like Naaah. She did so again. I was like "Proof it to me". She told me that was her safe (pointing at a small opening with an open door in the ground), and she said her cat meow'd in front of the door. Then I told her I hadnt seen a cat in ages and suddenly there was a cat inside the house at the door..!! Argh. She took her cat and left (Wtf? She didnt want her house back?).
We chilled out a bit on the couches when suddenly a guy came in. He was like my uncle, but then a younger version of him. He was like "Nice spot eh? This is my house but you can use it for now", and blabla'd some more. I didn't really listen to him. Then he continued with "I can recommend the C pillow with the little thing sticking out". I didnt see that pillow before. He left through the backdoor, he also didnt mind that we just "intruded" in his house. (Ding... >__>; Getting tired of saying that, lol.) (Btw the C pillow thing, he meant a pillow like this: -C). So we smoked a cigarette (which I normally don't do, you ring the missed dreamsign bell >__>;). I was like "Shit, I have to call my mom and tell her Im at a guys place and I'll come home later". Tibor was like "Fuck that". I didnt phone her. Damiano said "I'm not going to sleep here, I think I'll leave at like half past 11", Tibor told us he'd leave after 3 at night. I was like "I'll leave when you leave Dami". I was like "But guys lets go to the city centre for now". People agreed, and I was like "And lets do one... Or 2." (We say that meaning doing a joint, smoking some weed). People agreed. I looked around me looking for that -C pillow. I didnt find anything except some sort of crocodile pillow and I assumed that was it. I also noticed the chamber was a lot more spatious than when I came here with Jesse for the first time. And he was gone too. (Ding fucking ding, ARGH). I wanted to grab some more weed before we went to the city centre but I woke up.

Clarity: 5 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: cans, house, schooltrip, wanted, weed

Type: Normal Dream

Here's another lovely end of the world dream. Am I sensing something? Perhaps- the end of the world? Probably not. Here goes:

So it's not quite the end of the world yet. I am at my friends house, but my friend isn't there. Here mom, which is also different is some important police/general person for the government. She knows that the world is about to be under attack. For some reason I think it was nuclear warfare, but you will find that out later.

I am in a room and my friends mom, named G for ease, is trying to revive someone. It's not my friend, but someone else. She tries several things and starts to get worried. She looks at me with sad eyes and says "It's my last hope" and she kisses, motherly, the child. It still doesn't work and she gives up, because the end is coming soon.

This whole part of the dream is filled with sadness and impending doom. G hand's me a grenade and takes one herself. I feel as if I am a young inexpierenced soldier and I really have no idea what to do. She yells something and I pull the pin and throw the grenade to one of the corners of the room, as she had done. She then tells me to run for cover.

*Note this is a recurring dream and the first time the beginning sequence with the child and the place to where I run were different. This time, I run to a much safer place*

I run into another bedroom of the house and into a closet as far away as I can get. The room appears to be my friends younger sister's room, but when I see a mental image of the supposed younger sister it is a boy. For some reason, thinking mentally of him allows him to come to where we are (I saw him mentally as being in their kitchen and he magically showed up in the bedroom).

The grenades go off, we realize, because there is a loud noise (implied. I never really heard any sounds i the dream) and the walls fall over or shake. We run outside to a little wooden shed and hide inside there.

We look around for anyone else and we see a man, with a large head. He appears to be mutated from the radiation (of the bombs aforementioned) and he is covered with soot. He appears to be looking for something, or someone. One of us accidentally makes a small noise. He hears it and starts walking in our direction(Just like in a movie with the monster and the people hiding. All the little noises he goes towards, but otherwise he can't find us.). He walks right past us and someone moves to look closer and he hears them. All of a sudden he turns around very quickly and flashes on up to the window. He pokes his head in and we are all truly scared for our lives. He is definitely no longer human.

There is a big skip and all I know is that G and my friends younger sister(brother) aren't with me. The dream had started at beginning of the end of the world. Now it is many years later. I am living on a hillside of grassy plains and there are about a hundred other people with us. They are all wearing tattered clothes and we all closely resemble cavemen. We are what's left of society.

Along with all the people there is a few trees. We are living in one of the few hospitable areas remaining. The only reason we are still living is because there are several farm animals (pig, cow, chicken) grazing around as well. At this point I figure we are far in the future and due to societies increasing reliance on machines, most if not all of us couldn't even begin to "catch" a cow, chicken or pig if we had wanted to.

There is a memorable scene where someone managed to take an egg from a chicken and instead of promply eating the egg, he decides to lure more chickens with that egg. Of course, technology has dumbed him down, and he doesn't even know about the egg or how he could use it effectively. He throws it on the ground near a chicken and the chicken barely cares. His plan is ruined- and so is his egg. Not admitting failure he lunges for his egg, but everyone else had been watching him, eager to steal his earnings, and they all run him over for the egg. He is killed, no one gets enough of the splatted egg to fill themselves, and no chickens were lured.

I realize by now that I have two people that follow me around. A very large guy, and a tall skinny guy. We try several times to get some food but to no avail. Eventually we accept that it's hopeless and we just give in to the childish game of rolling down the hill (Also note that at this point we have skipped ahead slightly and there are very few people left (15ish) and the rest obviously died of hunger.).

As we roll down the hill we pick up so much momentum that the animals don't have time to move. Unfortunately, they are not killed, but instead, changed in such a way that makes each of them become a different species of chicken. Now instead of 6 normal chickens we has 6 different chickens. This didn't give food to anyone but made the chickens more rare, and for some reason everyone was happy with us.

Clarity: 4 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: chicken, death, friend, grenades, hiding, hill, house, hunger, nuclear