Knocking

This was the second of two lucid dreams that came out of an experiment with green tea during WBTB. In retrospect, I might have liked to take more time talking to this angry dream character to see whether I could learn more about what he was about. These sorts of things can be hard to remember in the moment, but I will keep trying. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #45: Crowbar Clint I am in a mall clothing store and a crazed young man in a baseball cap is wrecking the place with a crowbar. Frightened dream characters give him a wide berth as he screams, curses, and knocks over racks of clothing. He shouts threats and abusive profanity, swinging that crowbar like a baseball bat. I am frantically planning the best way to get out of here without taking a crowbar to the face when I realize that I am dreaming. Somehow I also know that the young man's name is <PERSON>. I get a rush of positive emotion once I realize that I am perfectly safe. I notice that I know one DC in the store -- T, a coworker of mine, is standing by the cash register making his purchases. I speak urgently to <PERSON>, like he is neglected some important task: "<PERSON>! Buddy, you have got to get going. T is over there waiting for you to help him change out his hubcaps with that crowbar of yours." <PERSON> looks at me, his anger turning into confusion. I keep repeating this new story to him over and over, placing a hand on his shoulder and leading him toward <PERSON>, now docile, walks silently beside me. <PERSON> appears to be the only person who believes this story. Other DCs shuffle away nervously as we walk by. T seems to get what is going on as well but he plays along, saying, "Yeah, <PERSON>, let us go have a look at my truck." They walk off into the mall and I follow a few feet behind them. I step outside to find myself on a second story walkway near an escalator. T and <PERSON> have disappeared into the crowds of shoppers. The sun shines through a large, arching skylight that spans most of the mall's ceiling. It looks like a beautiful day outside, so I decide that I will fly to the top and phase through the skylight. The sunlight becomes brighter and brighter as I ascend, but before I reach the ceiling, I wake up.