I was in the kitchen, and I got a phone call from an old friend named <PERSON>. She told me that she was having a party tonight and that I was welcome to come. I said that I would, but remem…
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06.11.2009Attack of the Giant Hand (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was the character of Chev Chelios from the "Crank" movies. I was in a car chase- I was doing the chasing. Some woman was talking to me in an earpiece I was wearing, telling me where to go. I reached a huge spaghetti juntion, and the car I was chasing sped off up a ramp, which had a barrier put in front of it immediately, preventing me from going that way. The voice in my ear told me to keep following the road I was on; it would lead me to the same junction as the other car was approaching from a different direction. As I got closer to this junction, I began to question my driving skills. In real life, I cannot drive, and I quickly lost confidence in my ability. It was the fact that I was driving which slowly brought me to lucidity. (Becoming lucid in this case was not as immediate as the colour change implies!) I discovered that I could have fun driving, and totally forgot about the people I was chasing. I weaved between lanes, pissing off other drivers, and had several near-misses. Before long, it was getting dark and I was driving in countryside. There was a narrow bridge going over a river that my car could just about fit over (turns out it was a 4x4), and I put the boot down to fly over it. As, I landed, I saw a white van pulling out of a field to my right, and I had to swerve dangerously to miss it. I ended up flipping the car into a field on the left. It landed upright however, and undamaged. By some miracle it stopped just before hitting a caravan which was parked beside me. I was a bit shaken, and decided to take a rest in the back seat. It was now night time. I happened to glance out the left window, and saw a horrifying sight. It was a giant, disembodied hand, crawling over the top of the caravan. It was like a giant (non-green) version of the hand from the Addams Family. It was scuttling about like a huge spider, then it made right for me. I was shit scared, and although I knew I could make it disappear if I wanted, it seemed like less effort to force myself awake. For half a second, I could see the spider-hand on the car window "overlaid" on my duvet. Kind Of weird.
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