Date of dream: Friday, December 18, 2009
Level of Lucidity: N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Lucid Intent? No
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I was woken by my niece and discovered that we’d been taking a nap in one of the rooms to where I work. I open the door and make my way up to the front where there are holiday decorations everywhere. Not only that, but the person who I’d been working with was swamped with clients. I tell her that if she needed my help she should’ve woke me up, but she said she didn’t want to disturb me. I take a step and feel something pierce my foot and when I bend down to see what it is, I discover a thumbtack that’d dropped to the ground.
Then, the dreams shifts into a strange scene and zombies are suddenly hoarding the front and I’m running to the halls to seek shelter. Something happens to me and I’m leaning against the wall wounded and watching as the zombies are shot down by groups of people. I’m sitting next to two dead bodies and surrounded by blood and suddenly I slide down to where I’m now lying down in the blood. My right eye has become injured, I’m unable to see out of it, but it doesn’t matter anymore because that’s the side I’m down on anyway.
Continuing to watch, someone rushes to me and tells me to get up because apparently I’m now lying in worms and they’re getting in my hair. That person disappears and something odd happens which leads me to believe I’ve died, but I’m still able to watch the chaos; a spirit trapped in a shell. The military comes and shooting down the undead, they also shoot the dead too, including me. But seeing as how I was already dead, their bullets were pointless.
More chaos continues, more people shoot at me, and then another strange event happens; I rise from the floor newly revived. But I’m not human. I’m not zombie either, but something more advanced; a prototype to something. My right eye is still shut from injury, and my left eye has a strange dead milk color to it. My left hand has mutated into a strange claw and my mouth has a type of gasmask like clamp that’s been embedded into my skin that attaches to a long rope embedded somewhere else in my body.
Unable to talk, I walk in a door in the hallway of where I work and I’m led to some strange outdoor area where everything appears to be destroyed; like a scene out of the apocalypse. All around me are zombies and mutated people. Some even appear to follow my lead as I unknowingly and silently guide them, but most ignore me. I’m no longer human so they don’t care.
I enter through more doors like a maze and suddenly I hear my name being called. I ignore them, preoccupied with my mission. Someone shoots at me but I’m un-phased to the effects. Soon, I enter a cave where a large bat-like humanoid with wings approaches me. I tell it to do something for me and it declines. Continuing to disobey my orders, I become bored and telepathically throw it against the walls where it splatters apart. Going outside the cave now, I’m greeted by people who once again call my name, only this time, I seem to recognize them.
Despite me knowing them, I ignore them and walk through another door that leads me into a warehouse. A refrigerator is dead center and walking up to it, I’m somehow able to merge into the fridge and hide myself as the people come in the door. I watch the inside of the fridge as they open the door and discover various mutilated body parts spread across and a body that one of them seems to recognize. Then I attack.
Although, I suspect my attack had been a hallucination to some extent, but in either case, I black out and when I come to, some of them are wounded in comparison to me having killed them all. I’m huddled in a corner with one of my friends examining me. I seem to have gained my senses and am horrified by what I have done and what I have become. In shock, my friend peels of the mask making it impossible for me to talk and is horrified to discover that my tongue has been removed (in the dream, they also mentioned something about my diaphragm being disfigured as well.)
The rest of my dream is a blur, but I remember continuing to be in shock and walking with my friends knowing they don’t fully trust me.
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Date of dream: Saturday, November 28, 2009
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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A young man is walking on the streets of a distopian city with two older people who accompany him on either side. These elders appear to have treated him very well; well, they are his grandparents after all. Something is wrong with the young man though, and in my dream, I’m viewing the world through his perspective. Everything feels off balance. The picture is fuzzy and everything is blurred.
Suddenly, a small airplane flies through the air and lands feet from where the trio stand. The door opens and a man appearing slightly older than the protagonist appears. He reveals to the young man that he is his brother and his grandparents shouldn’t be trusted for they are the villains in this scene and he’s been drugged.
The young man is confused and instantly disbelieves everything he’s being told. The dream then shifts to the young man having woken up on a couch in a small apartment. He had somehow been taken from his grandparents and brought to a safe house where his brother lives. The young man walks into the kitchen, a figure sits in the room nearby, and a table with brightly colored pieces of paper lay scattered on top. He gets closer to the documents, touches one of them, and suddenly the dream switches to the young man and his older brother lying on the dirt up top the hill.
Once again, my dream is very blurry, but this time the only drug in both of their systems is harmless and taken on purpose. The young man stands up and in the distance is a large city that lays in ruins with the dirtied sky above.
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Date of dream: Friday, November 27, 2009
Level of Lucidity: N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No
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In my dream I was in school attending a class with a group of people being cruel to me. One of those people decided to throw a piece of chewed bubblegum at me, but I managed to throw it back at the guy despite that several of the stuff had gotten stuck to me. As we both tried to remove the gum, it ended up getting stuck to the floor so I stayed behind to clean it up.
Next, I’m outside on the premises of the school and in a corridor. Then I’m suddenly tied to a chair by some of the mean people from earlier. It appears as though I’ve been tortured and oddly enough, my mouth is sewn shut. They begin to recite a weird incantation, take out a dagger, and stab me in the heart. Once I die, the weather begins to change and storm clouds roll in.
The wind comes in and a strange invisible destruction comes and kills everyone in its path. Soon, the bodies are inhabited by spirits that begin to quickly disfigure them. My spirit shortly lingers over my body before departing to a mall where I start to explore and watch as chaotic creatures cause a scene of chaos. They run around freely; some have bows & arrows in their hands and even some shoot at me. But they become confused when they realize they can’t harm me because I’m a disembodied spirit.
Behind a destroyed building, my body lays amongst the rubble and two very stereotypical witch-looking people are chanting over my body. I feel myself being called back to my body and I don’t want to go. Unfortunately, I’m pulled through the mall and revived. As I’m woken, the witches scan me over and the older one automatically dislikes what she sees. Somehow, she’s able to shut my mouth (which had become cut loose from once being sewn) with a tongue depressor-like object. I overhear them say they’re going to drain my body completely and sell the blood for profit.
I spit out the depressor and tell them with full sincerity that I’ll serve their needs with full potential (all the while seeking my own revenge). Then my dream shifts to some guy running in the streets of a major city. I don’t know what his intent is, but parts of his body are disfigured. My dream then plays out like a video game and the guy ends up going inside a run down hotel. He makes his way to the basement and into a long underground cave where various tools of machinery are present. There are also monsters roaming around but they pay no attention to the man as he runs past; to them he is one of the monsters.
He runs across a strange circular device and stops as soon as a disfigured voices tells him that this machine will make him temporarily human again, but if doing so, the monsters will want him.
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