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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #97: Just a Misunderstanding I am walking down a dark, endless hallway. All I can make out in this darkness is that the left side of the hall is set up with this endless series of art tables down its length. I am moving slowly, afraid that I will run into something unexpected. A woman jumps out at me from the darkness, teeth bared, and a raised knife clenched in her fist. I jump back, terrified, and try to gather my wits to fight or run. The woman's demeanor suddenly softens and she throws the knife onto a nearby table where it lands with a clatter. I look at it, and the knife is even more frightening-looking than I would thought at first -- it is the shape and size of a short sword! She smiles at me, promising that "This is just a misunderstanding." She walks past me and I see that she is wearing very revealing lingerie. She looks amazing and as she brushes past, my hand grazes the skin of her torso. My feeble mind offers no resistance. I bet it was just a misunderstanding... She grips the fingers of my right hand in hers, leading me behind her down the hall. I am very excited about what is going to happen next. But something just does not feel right, and I suddenly remember that I am married. As soon as I start thinking about Wife, I feel weak, rotten, and guilty following this scantily-clad stranger down a dark hall. I yank my fingers out of her grip, and she just keeps walking, disappearing into the darkness ahead. What the hell was I thinking? How could I be so stupid? And it hits me that this has to be a dream. I immediately feel grateful and relieved to have figured this out. I am someplace different now. Some kind of wood-panelled attic. It is dark and the picture looks a little grainy, almost like I am viewing everything through night vision. There is a little toy fan on a railing nearby and I take it, turning it on. It is the kind with soft foam blades that are safe for kids. The fan blows a pleasant breeze in my face and I can will it to move faster or slower as I see fit. My hair starts blowing crazily around as I increase the wind speed. I am worried about overall stability in this scene, so I let the little foam fan blades buzz against my arm as they spin round and round. Then I run the little fan blades against the skin of my right cheek for a bit, surprised at how realistic this feels. I play with the fan for a while as I hunt around the attic for some kind of interesting scenery or exit. There is a metal grating in the floor and a soft, white light is pouring out of it into the attic. The grating is slammed shut but I know that I can phase through it. I beging working up my will for a phase, thinking There is nothing there. Nothing at all. Before I can try the phase, though, the grating swings silently open. Well, that was easy. I move toward the light, stepping into it and... wake up, seeing that the light and grating was really just my eyes seeing a light outside our hotel room filtering through the blinds.