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Place withheld · 2011-01-19 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes I am in a multi-level building with many rooms and hallways that lack an organized structure. Trying to find your way through this building is like wandering through a maze. Every single room and hallway is packed with people who are partying, chatting or doing various activities. I remember being lucid or at least talking about lucid dreaming at one point in this dream, but I am not certain about this. I wander in and out of random crowds and do a variety of things to pass the time. I smoke a cigarette at one point, and then I get onto a dance floor in a dark room with flashing colorful lights. I see <PERSON> trying to start a mosh pit or something. I am totally game for starting one. I walk over to him and greet him warmly. Someone starts to play "Invaders Must Die" by the <PERSON> on a keyboard, and <PERSON> and I start to head bang like madmen to it. Other people on the dance floor look at us strangely at first, but eventually join us and start a mosh pit because they just cannot resist. Despite the various moments when I am actually enjoying myself, most of the time I have overwhelming feelings of apprehension and fear as I wander through the rooms and walk among the throngs of people. I have not seen anyone I have known in this entire building except for <PERSON>. I feel like there is something strange that I have not noticed yet, and not only that, I feel as if everyone else in the building is trying to mess with me. I take in my surroundings and closely inspect the people around me, something I have not done yet. Upon closer inspection, I notice that there are many partygoers whose physical structures are constantly morphing with each passing second - heads are growing wider and receding, arms are extending and shrinking, etc. Also, there are many people who seem to just disappear if I look away from them a split second. Everyone who disappears is quickly replaced by new people. This morphing and disappearing is happening at a constant rate, and I cannot believe that I have not noticed this until now. This is why I was feeling that there was something strange happening. I am quite freaked out at this, and I wish that I were with my family right then and there. As an answer to my thoughts, I see my family in a crowd about 40 feet away from me. I walk over to them and tell them to stick close to me or we will lose each other. I know that if I look away from them for even a few seconds, they may just flat out disappear. We walk around aimlessly, and I make sure that my eyes do not stray from them. We enter into some hallway and this random old man initiates a conversation with me. I accidentally say something that deeply offends him. I try to offer an apology but he will not accept it. Out of his rage he morphs into a menacing creature. He grows fangs and claws and his eye sockets sink deep into his head. This scary dude chases my family and I down the hallway, and I manage to escape from him. In the process, however, I look away from my family and as expected, they have flat out disappeared. Shortly after losing my family, I run into <PERSON> and we, once again, walk around aimlessly. For some reason I am no longer worried about anyone disappearing. <PERSON> says something about how her roommate is thinking of becoming a Christian, and I am happy about this news. There is more to this dream but I cannot recall anything else. - Level of Lucidity: 5/10 - Feelings and Emotions: 3/10 - Sounds and Scenery: 6/10 - Recall: 5/10 - That night I drank orange juice and ate cheddar cheese to aid in dream vividness and recall. I also played Inception as I fell asleep to induce an Inception-esque dream. It did not seem to work.

 

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