Boom

13.08.2010Urban Warfare (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream started off as if I was simply playing Call of Duty, but the control and semi-lucidity got better as it went on. I was part of a small squad of three or four men and our commanding officer- who was <PERSON>. <PERSON> from the game. We were running uphill through a mostly deserted city. I remember thinking it had to be somewhere in India. We were supposed to be running to the extraction point beside a river. A helicopter (presumably ours) zoomed overhead. As it hovered above the horizon, it was shot down by an RPG. "Oh no..." said <PERSON>. "We were nearly there." We kept running up the hill anyway, as we were being persued. As I ran, I began to think something was "off"- which I often do in dreams where I am running. This was enough for me to try and fly as a reality-check. I took off like a rocket at a 45 degree angle, heading uphill to the river. The lucidity I got was not quite as clear as I would have liked- otherwise I would have remembered to do some tasks or something. Instead, I dropped down to the ground and waited for my squad to catch up. They ran up the street towards me, ducking for cover behind cars as they went to avoid a hail of bullets which was only getting thicker. "There is no way out," said <PERSON>. I indicated the river behind us. "Aquatic escape?" I suggested. "No, the only way out is the way we came." This made absolutely no sense to me, as I was sure I had seen boats and jet skis on the banks of the river when I was in the air. I decided we would get more action if we fought our way back though, so I agreed. Looking back down the street, I could see that our enemies were massing. There was one large figure standing in the open, assembling something. He placed a large cylinder on top of a stand and got behind it. "Shit- RPG!" I yelled. He fired, and everything seemed to go into slow motion. I darted to the side of the street and took a leap into an alleyway. The leap took me higher than the first floor windows, and out into the next street. There was an explosion behind me, and I was hit in the back with debris. I found I was quite close to the river again, so I did a hulk-jump up to investigate, landing on a high pier. As I suspected, there were jet skis. In fact, one solitary man had just parked his in the middle of the river and started swimming. I decided to steal it. I jumped from the pier into the river. It was a yucky brown colour and had quite a bit of algae. The water was about four metres deep, and I actually had to kick off the riverbed to get back to the surface. The swimming man was none the wiser as I hauled myself aboard his jet ski and (finding the keys still in the ignition) sped off. I lost lucidity duing my trip along the river. I got caught up in the scenery- it was beautiful. I passed settlements, boats, canoeists and hotels seemingly built out of the riverbank. Eventually my jet ski sprung a leak and I had to abandon it.