A low hum

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations Three dreams recalled from last night. It is been a while since I have had multiple recall! I should have written down the second one during the night because there was so much to it, but oh well, you live and learn. Clone Dance I was watching people dance. They were on a stage and all were men. One of the men was there three times. He explained that one of the other two identical people was his son -- who was identical to him but about 2 inches shorter -- and the other was just doing a very good impersonation of him. The original guy and the guy doing the impersonation laughed and started to do a rather complex dance routine, which was pretty exiting to watch. Cornered I was in my brother's room. However it was lined with a rusty metal tank. The corners of the tank had been cut away. One by one they were covered up by objects that fit into the specific sized holes in corners. The final hole was filled by the top of a man's head. He was bald. I recognised him as <PERSON> from Burn Notice. I felt like he had betrayed me. It went dark, but then I remember being outside of the tank. Taking the Fall I was in one of my old science classrooms at back at secondary school. Three kids were there who were in the year above me, L, N, and P. For some unknown reason they were coming at me as though they were going to beat me up. I told them that they were mistaken if they thought it would be so easy and that I could take all three of them. I quickly dispatched L to the ground and then tussled with <PERSON> was about to attack me when he was struck down by a stool. I dropped N to the floor and turned to see that <PERSON> from Leverage was in the room and had helped me out. Turning to P I saw that the stool legs had impaled his chest and he lay dead, oozing blood. The door to the classroom flung open. There was a man demanding to know what happened. I explained, but said that I had picked up the stool and killed P by accident during the fight. Now the room was full of people. We had to stand in a line around the classroom, almost like we were soldiers standing to attention. I was told I had to stand at the end because I has a disgrace and that my future at the school was in question. I felt really sad. I looked around the room and caught <PERSON>'s eye. He looked grateful by also very sad. Someone was droning on about something. Most people were bored of listening and started leaning on the walls and desks.