Date of dream: Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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A group of my friends had been involved in some kind of supernatural disaster - not sure exactly what had happened, but it had ended with almost all of them being killed. My friend Shell and I were the only ones left, and now we knew that whatever had killed our friends was going to try and kill us too. We knew there was a time limit for us to live, but we'd also heard a legend that there was a way to save ourselves - we'd have to follow a series of clues and perform certain tasks. We had managed to solve a few of these clues, and the next one hinted that we needed to go to some ancient memorial statue. I knew somewhere in Salisbury, a nearby city, which fitted the description, so we started driving there. We only had about 5 hours left before the time limit ran out, and it was a 30 minute drive.
We eventually got to the memorial - it was like a large platform, with various plaques and statues. We searched the area for hours, and found nothing, but we knew this was definitely where we were supposed to be. I knew that we could ask for help from someone we were referring to as "Jesus", but he was back in our home town. With only two hours to go, we drove back home to find Jesus, who turned out to be a deformed, disembodied head - it looked like something from a statue rather than a real person. I asked him where we were supposed to look. He couldn't speak, but he made a gesture with his eyes, looking to the upper right. I suddenly realised that there was a staircase on the right of the platform, which took you up onto a higher platform. I remembered being there as a child, and asking about a series of numbers and symbols printed on the wall, and being told nobody knew what they were. I realised this was the clue we were looking for. We raced back to Salisbury - we'd have about an hour to spare. I somehow knew that this was only clue 5 out of 7, and that there was no way we'd get to them all. We finally arrived at the platform and I ran up the stairs, only to realise that Shell had vaniched. I knew that whatever had killed my friends had gotten her too, and I would be very soon.
Date of dream: Monday, September 28, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I only remember a small part of this dream:
I was in town with my mother and my nan - there was something involving the Sims, but I only vaguely remember that. Somehow I got separated from my family and ended up wandering through a shopping mall. I ended up walking next to a group of middle eastern men, one of whom was pushing a baby in a pushchair. We didn't know each other, but we fell into step and ended up saying hello to each other. They seemed really friendly, and I was happy chatting to them, but I was concerned about finding my mum. After a while, the man with the pushchair said something like "I'd like to give you a pure white lily, and name it Telpa". I didn't know what this meant - I couldn't tell if he was trying to come onto me, or if there was some hidden meaning. I must have looked confused, because he put his hand on my shoulder to stop me walking, and said it again. Before I could respond, my mum and my nan came out of a sweet shop behind where I was standing, and were happy to find me. When I looked back, the men had all gone.
Date of dream: Sunday, September 27, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was in a women's clothes shop - I think it was Top Shop. One side of the shop was normal, but the other was like a coffee lounge. I had bumped into my ex-boyfriend Gareth, and his sister, and they had invited me to come to the lounge area to sit with them. I didn't really want to sit and chat - there was a sale rail I really wanted to look at, so I told them to wait for me while I looked at the clothes.
Over by the clothes rail, I bumped into a girl I knew as a child, Becky. We were both looking at the clothes, and there were loads of things I liked, but they were mostly corset tops, and outfits that had bra cup sizes - things like fitted dresses and bikinis. I complained to Becky that they never did my size, and she said they had changed that, and now they went up to a G cup. I grabbed a basket and started piling loads of clothes in. After a while, Becky and I went to the changing rooms. It was busy, and there was only one changing room left, but it had a half-curtain inside, so it could be partially separated. We decided just to go in together, the curtain would hide us anyway, and we started getting changed. After a couple of outfits, I went out into the communal area of the changing room to look in a bigger mirror, and saw my friend Rich, and a couple of colleagues. Rich said he was waiting for me, so I said I had a few more outfits to try. I put on a horrible black jumpsuit, with really baggy trousers, and went back to the communal area to look in the mirror again. One of the colleagues, Danela, pointed out that there was a zip on the jumpsuit, running from the waistband right through the crotch to the front waistband. The trousers were baggy, but I knew she had seen my butt in my underwear through the gap, and I was really embarassed.
This kept happening - I would got and try on another outfit then come out to check what it looked like. Every time I thought I had finished, I found another couple of items in the bottom of the bag. Various people kept appearing in the communal area, and every time new people arrived and left, I became really aware of how long I'd been and how long Rich had been waiting for me. I felt guilty, but for some reason I couldn't leave until I'd tried on everything I'd picked up.
