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Well, I started this dream inside a dark room. It was very unstable to begin with. I got the feeling that I was dreaming, performed the breathing through the nose RC and that confirmed it. I decided to try looking at my hands at this point, because I had always read about doing this in dreams but never actually done it myself. To my surprise, they were translucent- moving about like made of some silvery blue gas, sort of ghostly looking. I wonder if this is what "astral" hands look like? I have never looked at myself in a dream before... Well, that did make the dream more stable. I jumped out the window that I saw to my right, and began flying outside, where it was daytime- the dark room makes no sense to be honest. I was observing all the houses and trees in a town that seemed familiar to me in a way I could not quite place. Until I found a large, strange house. Several stories tall but the top half was a spire, or tower, the lower half was a larger, wide house. It had stained glass windows and a double bed lying outside it, which was covered in some sort of net. I went inside the house and immediately felt that it was abandoned. Something felt wrong. I walked forward, and found nothing of interest until I opened a door and beyond it, found a dog's food bowl... And much further away, at the end of the rather long room, lay a dog, which appeared to be made of stone. It was staring right at me. The freaky part is, in hindsight, it looked like a statue of a dog. But at the time I thought it was long-dead, abandoned by its owners. I exited this room and closed the door immediately. I felt uneasy. I found the staircase which went up the tower. The higher I went, the more uneasy and uncormfortable I felt. I had a growing fear that something was in here with me. The first room i went past was, bizarrely, a bathroom. I did not linger and climbed further, but right before i turned another corner round the staircase (which was like a rectangle from a birds eye view), I was gripped by an intense dread. I was terrified. I did not want to go around that corner or be here anymore, and I woke myself up. I would like to note that I have never felt fear in a lucid dream in my life before, that I can recall. And I woke up from this feeling disturbed. I definitely do not wish to revisit this dream.