Dream within a dream & Sleep paralysis, oooh...
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Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: RT
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Today we all have to sleep in the office, there is an experiment handled by some university. We can pick any place, get a pillow and a blanket but must stay there. Me an my collegue choose sleeping in a long elevator. There will be enough oxygen as the elevator will be stopped for night and the doors will remain open. I put the matrace and lay on it. It's hard to concentrate, so I leave the elevator and tell to the collegue we'd better slip away, go to my grandmom's flat (which is close) and come back in the morning.
We enter my grandmom's appartment. This is a deceased grandmom (my mother's mom) and the appartment has been sold long ago but somehow we enter. I see a lot of ancient books on shelves and wonder, who could be living here. Then I see a black woman in a hall, who is going to attack me with a sword. Then I realize, this cannot be true and I'm sleeping. I say: "I'm sleeping. Wake up, wake up". The woman image changes, she rotates and I can only see pieces of her in random order. My sister enters the hall from another room and I say: "I'm sleeping. I have to wake up, have to wake up".
I wake up in the elevator. The experiement is over, it's morning, the sun shines.
Next I suddenly see a white wall in front of my eyes and I'm laying in my bed. I can recognize my bed because I have black linen. I cannot move and understand, this is sleep paralysis and in next minute or two I will be scared and somebody will start strangling me. I can feel a hand on my throat but I realize, this cannot be true, I just have to breath deeply to wake up faster.
I'm going to work and, when approaching the office, suddenly decide to turn right instead of left. I go between the old buildings and find myself in an old lab. It's quite dark but I still can see. The equipment in a lab suggests it has been build to test, how people react on changes in gravity. There are non-functioning rotation circles a la Corriolis carousel, thin plates, rotating chairs. There are also big cages and I'm sure people were kept there. Why nobody knows this place? I step on a plate and it starts rotating. I have vestibular disorder and start feeling dizzy but curiosity is stronger than the need for physical comfort. A group of unknown people enters the lab, sits on rotating chairs and an old teacher starts the lesson about gravity. 
I'm going to canteen but it looks different. There is almost no choice and only fat meat is offered. The only exception is lazagna but there is a long queue waiting for it. I stand in a queue and when it's my turn the cook gives me a paper to fill. I need to put my name, phone number, home address and agree to receive materials from a religious organization. I think, I will put a fake address because this is definitely too much for an opportunity to buy food. Then I see that my sister has already signed up and put correct address. The person from the sect approaches me and tells that we shouldn't care that much about this life, it's all illusion and real life will be after death (how new!). I'm angry, don't take lazagna (it might have hallucynogens, why not - after all, this is sect) and go to the street. Different people approach me, telling that this is not real, this is all illusion and then I don't know, what to do and stand like paralyzed, with a mouth open.
My mom calls me and I can't understand, what she's saying. She's nervous and continues to repeat the number "73". Then she starts speaking clearly and I understand that my parents did the check ups and they have HIV. I ask: "Does this mean, I also have HIV?". My mom says: "I don't know. Go and check as soon as you can". My life is turned upside down. I need to go to the lab and do HIV test. I need to tell my sister to do. I will be waiting for results for some time, being nervous all the time. But my biggest concern is not that I might be dying slowly. My biggest concern is that my family will be dying and I don't have that much money to ensure good treatment for all of us, especially if I have HIV myself and will need to stop working.