Voices

I am recovering from an illness so it was a coughing, uncomfortable, rough night. I finally had to take 1.5 mg of melatonin to tip myself into sleep at around 4 am to get this LD (which explains the melatonin reference in the dream.) Given all that, I am really pleased to have gotten lucid. I just wish I would gotten more than 4 hours of sleep! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #75: Floodlights Wife and I are staying in a hotel room and having some disagreement about the use of melatonin in cooking and laundry. She tells me that she will never bake melatonin into bread or use it to wash our towels. Peeved, I hide around the corner out of sight, and sulk about how unreasonable this ban on melatonin baking is. Then we are in bed trying to fall asleep. I roll over to my right side and find that there is a hammer in bed with us! I think about how horrible it would be if REM atonia malfunctioned and one of us had some kind of combat dream. (I have had a vague but long-standing fear of REM behavior disorder since I was pretty young.) I am pissed that the hotel staff has left this in our bed and I get up, deciding that I have to get rid of this hammer. I slide the hammer flat along the floor and throw it into the hallway through the gap under the door. It spins round and round then clonks into the wall on the opposite end of the hall. It suddenly seems ludicrous to me that the hammer would fit under the door like that and I become lucid. Vividness looks good, so I am excited. I head for the window of the hotel room, passing two more double beds on the way out. (It occurs to me that the bed I was just in was crammed into the kitchen nook.) As I approach the window, I notice that a four-foot metallic cube is shoved against the wall. It is vibrating ever-so-slightly and there is a strange voice coming out of it saying something about "Orcs Must Die!" (I played this game before going to bed.) I think that the voice is telling me to "insert a coin". I am really interested in this but I start feeling confused. Worried for my stability, I turn away from the cube and turn my attention back to the window and my goals. I want to make my way to <PERSON> for Task of the Year, so I plan to phase through the glass. I halfheartedly try to push through it, but I know that I am doing it wrong and my hand is stopped at the window. I struggle to remember what I am supposed to do. Oh right -- the glass is not even there. Just do what you want. I simply walk outside into the night, paying no attention to the glass, and find myself standing on a ledge looking out over a nighttime city scene, many stories off of the ground. I do not feel like I can <PERSON>-jump from this tiny ledge, so I allow myself to rise up to get a better look at the city. I am high up now, and I see a distant tower topped by a turning searchlight, clearly visible in the night sky. It intrigues me, but I decide to stick with Task of the Year. After floating upward for a while, I land on the hotel roof. I look to the sky above me and see a strange array of floodlights shining down on me like I am in the middle of a sports arena. The lights are blindingly bright and my vision first goes completely white, then fades to black. For some reason, I do not think of readying myself for <PERSON> but instead become fixated on asking the dream scene a question. While I am fiddling around, everything collapses around me.