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Date of Dream: SUN 14 MAY - 2017 One Dream Combat Championship Challenger: DEFEATED!!! There are now 6 challengers remaining in this round... Do you and <PERSON> have what it takes to get to them in time and reign victorious? Dream No. 113 - Stick Strife Lucid Dream 6 Although I have forgotten exactly how I became lucid, I do remember that there was a change of awareness in me. I was now consciously aware that I could change some aspects of my dream. I was in my house, in the front room, when I said to myself, "I want to find the area and fight that pot plant now". That is when the dream camera shifted over to an image of a bowl with fuzzy, tangled vines in it, almost like very thick strands of knotted hair... But that is not what I was facing. The dream camera then went back to the front room, which claimed to be my arena, although it did not look like an arena in any way. There was now a stick laying on the floor, just laying there like a normal stick in a backyard would. The only special feature about this stick was its two, long-shaped black eyes on the top. I thought that to defeat the stick, I would break bits off it until it came to nothing. The only problem is, every time I would break the stick for the first time, it is "head" would keep "regenerating"! At the same time, my mum was sitting on the couch and she was trying to tell me what I should do but then she was also distracting me. It is like the dream was using her to break me out of my lucidity and the pot plant (stick) task at hand. I told her I knew what I was doing and so she eventually stopped and minded her own business. I was frustrated and frightened because I was still breaking the stick for the first time and it was still growing back. And so I yell out, "Dreamy WB! What is going on here? Do something!". In this dream, <PERSON> was not physically there but rather, she was an invisible force. A subconscious message came to me that I had 30 seconds to break down as much of the stick as possible. In the dream, I found myself counting out loud to 30 and when I hit 30, the stick became rigid again. So the stick was about 3/4 way broken when it decided it would now "attack" me. The dream camera had showed a close-up of my eye and these was now a toothpick going vertically up it, like someone trying to keep you awake. The phenomenon was that the stick had put the toothpick there to cause a lump on the outer socket, intentionally causing injury. So I was in no condition to handle the stick. The dream somehow subconsciously suggested to get <PERSON> and that she would place her finger on the lump to heal it. Once that idea was expressed, I had some sort of warm, fuzzy feeling surrounding me. I noticed that the lump had disappeared and so I continue to handle that stick. I then thought to myself, "You are going to pay dearly". I noticed I had control of my 4 elements. I used fire on the stick but that did nothing. Earth was next and that did not do anything either. Electricity was the third try but had no effect. Last of all was ice and that is what ended the life of the stick, making it shrivel up and shatter. Surprisingly, that is the only dream I remember from that night. There will be a "Behind The Scenes" entry for this dream.