Lucid Intent? No
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I was walking along "the hill" on UT campus, where a lot of people were dressed up strangely and colorfully. One of them suddenly came after me with what looked like a huge white knife. I screamed and yelled at others around to do something about it, but then he stabbed at me with it and it turned out this knife was made of ice cream. The others, apparently in on it, laughed and I thought it wasn't funny at all.
I got out away from them and found some of my friends, who were dressed normally. We started walking through a side neighborhood near campus, which doesn't exist in reality. Its sidewalks went steeply downhill with a few rises and falls. I pulled out a large skateboard to show my friends a trick. I sat down on it indian style, and rode down the sidewalk, becoming airborne at the tops of little hills, and managing to land straight by pulling up on the front of the board with my hands. I did this until I crashed into a door on a building across the street. My friends thought this was impressive and a little ridiculous.
We ended up getting pulled into a department store where the sales people were trying to get us to dress up strangely like the other people on campus, for some sort of Halloween or general costume competition. We ended up shopping there, but when I tried to text Jeff to let him know where I was, I found out they had put some sort of virusy program into my phone that made it impossible to use it except as a catalogue and contact list for their store. I made them fix it, but after I left it went back to being a zombie phone for their dumb business.
The longer the night went on, the more I got upset about not being able to contact anyone. I was wearing ridiculous clothes and drinking too much, and at some point in the night my friends passed out around me outside underneath a big umbrella on campus somewhere amidst all the random festivities. I was lying on the ground awake, and I noticed that my palms were sweating. The sweat had a sticky consistency, and when I put my hands together and pulled them apart, the sweat stretched out into some sort of thin cobweb material. I kept waking my friends up to show them my new web making ability, but then they'd just fall back asleep, and then bugs would get caught in the cobweb, and i couldn't get it or the bugs off my hands. The last thing I remember is really wanting to be able to use my phone and wash my hands.
I watched a caterpillar making a cocoon yesterday, which could account for the web part of the dream. The rest of it is very random. I've been out of college a while, and haven't been shopping in forever.