Screaming or howling

25.07.2010Cuz This is Thriller! (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was excited about going to see Inception later, which was probably the reason for the easy DILDs this morning. I was sitting in the back seat of my dad's car. My dad was sitting beside me. We were driving along a motorway at night, and the road was lit up orange by the streetlights. I glanced into the front of the car and saw that no one was driving! I panicked for a moment, then realised what was going on. Classic dreamsign. The car stopped itself and I stepped out onto the road. My dad had disappeared and I was on my own. Some electronic music started playing and I looked up at the sky. I could see some stars, but it was mainly black. I pointed up and traced my finger across the sky to create a shooting star, which zipped across my field of vision and over the horizon. I came to a crossroads, and could not see anyone in any direction. I felt slightly lonely, so I pondered a way to get some company. I snapped my fingers a few times to create a beat, and Thriller started playing. I began to do the dance- and as I had hoped, a crowd of people appeared from nowhere to back me up. I laughed at the fact that it had actually worked, and kept on dancing. Later on, I wound up sliding down some sand dunes on a rug. I was going pretty fast, heading for the sea. Right at the point where I hit the water, I realised my phone was still in my pocket. Wet phone, another classic. It crops up more and more these days. I stood up in the knee-deep water, a bit annoyed that my jeans were soaking wet, before levitating up in the air and shaking myself off. I spent a long time flying superman-style between small rocky islands in the shallows, but ended up back on the beach after a while. Something strange was going on. There were people running back up the sand dunes, trying to get away from some woman. She was short, stout, and had her hair in a bun. She yelled after the people trying to escape, then produced a circular blade from her breast pocket. I realised she was about to throw it at them. As soon as it left her hand, I took control of it with telekinesis. I guided it round in a loop with my finger, like a boomerang, back at the woman. She screamed something unintelligible at me, and I lost control of the blade before it hit her. It stopped in mid-air, and shot off after the people again. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked her threateningly. She simply glared at me and smiled as the blade sliced a few people up and went after more. I lifted her up by her collar. "Stop the blade, or I swear I will kill you," I said. A few seconds passed with no reply from her, so I set her back down and ripped off her head with one tug. The body stood swaying, then a single spurt of blood shot out the top of the neck, and it fell backwards. "Warned her, like." In a later dream, I found myself in a very close recreation of my old house. I think it was the place itself which turned me lucid. I opened the front door with a wave of my hand and stood on the step. It was evening, and a tiny car was driving past. I decided to race it down the street. I took off flying above it, at a fairly decent speed! I was surprised that I was able to fly quickly this time- without employing any real techniques.