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Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Dream 1: (Very short and uninspiring so there is not a title) There were a bunch of people inside a room and they seemed to have been gender swapped. Super hazy recall on this dream. Dream 2: Creepy House Oddly enough, I had a lot of dream control/influence on the direction of plot in this dream. I walked towards a yellow, block-like 2 story school building that had stairs up the side of it, I went up the stairs and walked inside with the intent to find something. Turning down a corridor and making my way further into the building, I felt that things were kind of 'off', a certain tone of suspense and tension was in the air. I turn down the corner and continue onwards, coming to a door with a cross-hatched patterned window at the top. Through the window I saw an Asian girl staring at me from the far side of the room. I instantly know that she is evil, she is the grudge-incarnate and I begrudgingly decide to kill her once and for all (I hate the grudge, scariest thing ever). For some reason I had the distinct feeling that there were no consequences, that she could not actually hurt me, but I did not question it. I have a samurai sword in my hand now, opening the door I charge at her and stab her in the neck and face, she dissipates in front of me (I had a feeling that she could not die, but instead dismissed it and as I seemingly assert my non-lucid control over the dream, making her stay dead). I realize to the left at the back of the room is another Asian girl, studying hard. She had an eery appearance that was somehow attractive. She started scorning me for some reason as I decided to leave. I had left the building at some point, and decided to go back in again after knowing that the evil grudge was vanquished. This time I ended up on the viewing side of an interrogation room, I had the intent of interviewing people for evil inside of them for some unknown reason... The sense of looming horror was in the air. Inside the interrogation room was a simple wooden chair, this part gets hazy as I dismiss a few people for being evil, until a woman shows up. She is inside the viewing room with me, leaning against the wall next to the viewing window, beckoning me. I felt that she was not evil, that she had no demons inside of her. I come closer and we talked face to face, but I noticed the viewing room flicker in and out of complete darkness... I saw a face every time it went dark in that room. The woman and me both look at it, "I think someone is.. watching us" I say. The next time it goes dark, I notice the reflection of the woman, she is not looking at the glass, she is looking at me, staring at me. I turn to face her and her eyes are bottomless pits, black and empty.

 

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