So, this is years worth of dream entries. Some of them are actually not finished yet. I have a problem with procrastination, and I am a very fidgety person, so some entries have been left temporarily incomplete.
It was 15 in an hour. There was a huge crowd outside of the classrooms and inside the pod. I saw HyperGhost (he doesn't want to be referred to his real name) among the crowd. I asked him why the class was leaving so early. I didn't get an answer. Then I saw Jacob P. trying to leave class. I told him he was not a part of those classes, so he was not allowed to leave.
I was talking to David Gilmour of Pink Floyd in the comfort of my own house. Gates are broken. Apparently, David jumped through a fence.
Later on, I don't know if it was another dream or was somehow connected, I found myself hiding under the loft in the van from something. Allan spotted me and asked me what I was doing, then proceeded to put it up into a couch.
Another dream I had was that there was four other people with me. Two of them were trying to kill us three. We stopped the other two in some brutal ways. The survivors were a female, a male, and me. Me and the female had a lot of stimpaks as we called them. We kept stabbing the "infected" as I'll call them with the stimpaks mainly in their necks, but they wouldn't fucking die. There was a moment where my arms got stuck in my coat, and the female had to help me out. Things were dire at that point.
I don't remember a lot about the uninfected man, but us uninfected three eventually got the upper ground, even though we technically always had it, you know, three v. two. We eventually killed the infected two and were free from whatever the hell was going on. I don't remember how the infected man died, but all I know about the infected female's demise was dealing with a window.
Out of nowhere the dream flashbacked. There was an extra person with us. We were playing a game and were trying to decide something. Something must've happened to the guy that looked like Simpleflips after the game.
Is a conversation really worth an entry?
Anyway, a different dream I had was that I was watching John Carpenter's "The Thing". There was a scene that stood out to me. There was a scene that consisted of two of the characters in the movie. Among them was a girl and a lady. I realized almost instantly that that wasn't right. There are no female characters in "The Thing". The original one.
I began to grow more suspicious. I wasn't the one that put the movie in. This was early in the movie too. Then the thought came to mind. "What if I'm in that situation?"
I promptly got up and looked for supplies to set a fire. I found the box of matches. I had to go out to the garage to get a canister that contained gasoline. I went back into the house and doused it with gasoline. I went out to the porch and strike a match. I put the match to the line of gasoline, and then proceeded to bolt the fuck out of there to the field. Ever since archiving these dreams they're becoming more fucked.
A breath of fresh air, I guess. It was mainly in an auditorium. What was playing was Christmas music. I am among the performers. (Editor's Note: It's also funny if you know me person, because I really don't like Christmas.)
This is straight out of a campy as fuck horror movie (because it is a campy as fuck horror movie.) Santa Claus *or at the very least a guy who is dressed as Santa Claus* is killing people. My job is to protect a group of kids. I never fought back because I would probably be fucking destroyed, but I still tried protecting the group of like, what, seven kids. There was a lake nearby. Some Vicks rubbing oil fell in the water. Claus knock a kid in. I grabbed the kid out of the water, but kid was poisoned, and without a word the kid died in my arms. I managed to save everyone else but that kid.
Another dream, I don't know if this is connected, a phoenix came around. They said "Come in." Next thing I know I was getting eaten. I believe this action, however, was to protect me.
A totally different dream happened next. I was in a classroom teaching people about LSD: Dream Emulator. This is ironic.
I was talking to some character from Hollow Knight. It was either the Pale King or Quirrel.
There was this dragon tournament. There were barely any dragons, though. It was more just games, mini games. I even won one of them. My name was on a screen; spelled right even.
Perrysburg, a character that is usually docile, especially towards kids, was sitting by one. Out of nowhere something started to control his mind. He stared at the child, and with a power he never had before, shot a beam of light towards the kid. The kid became unresponsive and fell to the ground.
Perrysburg became crestfallen and distraught. He thought he just killed the kid. He held the kid to his chest and cried. He stayed at the position for a while until RonZak and E. Gadd found him. We went to E. Gadd's laboratory. (Technically RonZak is a caricature of me. He's a character for RonZak SM64 Bloopers (1 and 2.)) We tried to take the kid away from him but he wouldn't give them up. Eventually, much to Perrysburg's dismay, we got the kid away from him.
We put them in an M.R.I. machine and ran tests on them to find out information on them. They were in a catatonic state, a.k.a. not dead. We found out, with a fingerprint analysis, that the kid's name is Emile Syzlak. Then we finally found something that would take us by surprise. The kid had cancer. Another discovery on top of another was that whatever Perrysburg did, was curing the kid.
Perrysburg got up and made his way to the examination room. I grabbed defibrillators and used it on the kid. Emile woke up shortly after. Perrysburg went and hugged Emile. We had to tell Emile what was going on and what had happened. I believe we proceeded to bring him home.
If the dream had ended where it originally did that would've been fucking depressing. I don't want to see a strong physically and willed character like Perrysburg break. I'll let you guess where the dream originally ended. You'll eventually get the right answer; I have faith in you.
Also, this dream consisted of only RonZak Super Mario 64 Bloopers characters. I wasn't expecting that. Then again, I wasn't expecting to have a dream where I talk to David Gilmour of Pink Floyd, nor having a conversation with a character from Hollow Knight.
There was one more dream I had. I was in a house. With me was Allan, Brenda, and another family of three who lived in said house. Me, the father in the other family, and even his daughter, were talking about old film technology. Like, eight-millimeter film. (8mm.) They had a red 8mm tape that had a Christmas movie on it. That was when everybody joined into the conversation, including the mother of the family. I looked through a box of 8mm tapes. Eventually my mother, Brenda, had found the red tape, and had given it to the daughter of the other family. She put the tape in and started watching the movie. Oddly, it started playing out of the television. 8mm films are played through a projector, not a VCR or a television. I've also had this dream before; I know I've had this dream before.
I was back at elementary. In the dream, however, I knew that wasn't right.
A teacher threatened me. She pointed me to a wall and pulled a knife out. I turned around and while advancing her, said "And if you stab me, I'll take you to court."
"I know," she responded.
A male teacher forced me to shut all the lockers during a drill. This dream is batshit insane. No teacher in the elementary treated me like this. In fact, they all loved me.
When it was lunch time, I siked kids out and that was fun.
Two bands were fighting with each other.
A group of people were surviving, for a reason not given. We were stationed in a van. Not the one in the backyard. I had my left arm wrapped. Apparently, I had fallen and hit a dresser.
Someone was mad with me. We got into a verbal fight. I want to believe we made up.
Three of us were tasked to find food. I looked for a fishing pole, but I didn't find one. I had brought a branch with me. I ran to the field in what seemed faster than usual for me.
I cut through into the woods after thinking there was no stream nearby. I found myself in a familiar backyard, my neighbor's.
I eventually found a yard that had pumpkins. I would've taken one if there wasn't a female attending them. I should've asked for one, damn it. The answer would've probably been a no, but it would've been worth a shot.
I got back to the backyard of my house and went into the garage which wasn't locked in an odd reason. I could tell, even with the lights off, that the garage was being painted. I turned on the lights. There was a television already on. I was looking at a reflective Coca Cola picture as Brenda came in out of nowhere. She was mad with me even though I got into nothing. Then we both pointed out something. We were on the second floor. The garage doesn't have a second floor. An attic, yes, but that's not labelled as a floor. There was a hole that led to the first floor. I fell down the hole but landed on my feet and was unharmed. I found steps and got back up. I turned the television off. It was a struggle to do so, however, for some reason. I found out that my kalimba was in there. I grabbed my kalimba and left the garage the same way I had entered.
Out of nowhere the ground was covered in snow. I ran back to the van. I opened the door to the seat where the person I got into a fight was seated. She was trying to fall asleep; I believe. I told her that I was going to continue searching for food. Sullenly, she nodded her head. None of the others were back yet. I shut the door and continued my search.
The band was left unattended, and all hell broke loose.
Jim Halpert from The Office got stuck in a room.
I was with a group in the high school. Originally we were in a classroom until we were let loose.
I had a Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon shirt on while I was listening to The Dark Side of the Moon. There was an announcement and I missed it. I found myself in a hall with a massive heavy blanket alone. I don't know why I had a blanket. I found out where everyone went, I was meant to follow them.
Back in The Office, I had mess with a microwave's timer and put in 66:6 on it. A stupid yet also funny song started to play.
I was in the movie, Moana, for some reason. Most characters, however, except for me, were characters from Undertale. My mentor in the beginning was Asgore.
The role of Maoi seemed to be played by Undyne. I guess that makes sense.
There was a scene in a cave near the end of the movie/dream where a girl danced with me. I believe I got to return the heart afterwards. (After all, dreams are movies that live in your head.)
I was leaving the high school when Mrs. Audra told me that the buses weren't coming. Instead, when I got to the commons, we were told to play a game about finding a truth.
When I finally got home there was a lot of people at my house. There was also a fictional Christmas movie that I remember being very cynical playing. I saw that James was still at my house. I asked him if he wants to be taken home. It was pitch black outside. He had answered yes. I told Brenda, which I guess was at a different place, about this. She had pulled up to the driveway. I was looking for my shoes, but I couldn't find them. Anyway, Brenda came out of the car and many people came into the house to escort James out of the house.
Another dream at the high school. I was talking to Ricardo about Metallica. Specifically, the albums I got (so far.) If you're curious on which ones those are, they are Kill 'Em All, Ride the Lightning, Master of Puppets, and the self-titled (a.k.a. the black album.) I also talked to him about Tool. I got the album 10,000 Days. I also saw the album in the distance.
I was filling a container, like the one where I put my collection of CDs (which is almost full, help,) with books.
I was back at school. It was either the high school or the middle school. I was in a room with Jakir. We were talking. There's a tree outside the window that clearly has a symbol marked into the bark. Jakir wanted me to take out the window. There was already someone taking down the window from outside. I somehow cut through the wall with just a pencil. I still asked of help from Jakir. We didn't get in trouble for this. In fact, a teacher cheered us on. The only thing they said of worry was if it was on the higher floor, furthering my theory that this took place at the high school.
When I was walking out of the building there was Lady Gaga music playing. Then in the dream I stated that I regrettably have two albums by her. Let me clear this up. I do not listen to Lady Gaga; she's pretty fucking annoying as she is, with her constant st-st-stuttering. I do not own any albums from her. I will not sink that low. Only in my dreams apparently will I sink that low. I'd rather listen to Blondie. Actually, Blondie sounds nice right now. Especially Heart of Glass. I believe Blondie is eighties. (After looking them up: Well, would you look at that, they are a rock band, so of course I would listen to them. They were more in the seventies, formed in 1974. They originally broke up in 1982. They would reform in 1997 where they are still a band to this day. Their latest release was Pollinator back in... 2017?)
When I left the school, the music stopped. (Thank God.) I was looking for the bus I take. I couldn't find it. Mrs. Audra spotted me and helped me find the bus. I spotted James walking in the distance. I screamed for him. He looked at me and made a hand gesture; nothing bad. He continued to walk away. He was either getting picked up or he was walking out. There's no way in hell he would walk home. He would have to be getting picked up. It must've been a Thursday. His family goes shopping on Thursdays.
I had entered a spaceship that had been stationary on the ground for what seemed like a while. I got in with some key of some sorts. With this knowledge you can tell that I wasn't brought there, nor was I welcome.
When I got in one of the aliens freaked out about me. He was calling for another one, but I never got to see them. I remember hitting the ceiling. The ceiling was slanted at the walls.
Anyway, we had a brief yet pleasant conversation before I left the stationary spaceship. And if you're wondering, no, nothing happened to me.
There was this creature that was threatening me while I was laying on the couch. I, however, got to calm it down before it harmed me. We laid on the couch.
There is a lady trying to destroy the world. It's up to me and another guy that looks like Seneca to stop her.
We need to get into a room but it's locked. In order to get into the room, we need to play this city game. It is more difficult than you think. Eventually after many tries we succeed. We get into the panel room and stop her plans. That didn't stop her from getting into the bunker and make her plans work, so we had to fight her and end her.
First it started off with a fight with a dragon-like creature. Then, it went into a training sequence. I remember being picked up a few times. She wanted to see what I was capable of before sending me to a pit.
I expected to be in a cave, but I was actually back outside. I would learn soon enough that I was in the outskirts of a town in a Cyrillic alphabet-based town.
Later I would find myself in Ukraine. In the outskirts of Pripyat. You know, where the watershed malfunction happened, at least near it. (The Chernobyl Meltdown.) The air tasted weird. I was talking to somebody about how we cannot be here. A female voice responded to me. I believe that who was speaking to me was the dragon-like creature.
I walked away from Pripyat and ended up in Spain of all places. Then again it could've been possible that it was France because French and Spanish are very similar languages. I just want to say Spain for the joke. It looked more like Spain than France. I walked around the area until I ended up back in Ukraine again. I backed out and ended up back in Spain, where I rode around until I reached a new country.
Where I ended up was in Russia. There was a small stop shop. There was a male and female in it.
"I am lost," I said.
"You look like it," the female responded.
I walked around and ended up back in Pripyat. I kept on returning there for a reason, so I entered the town reluctantly.
I looked around for any life, all the while covering my mouth and nose with my shirt. I was taken aback seeing an elderly lady in a house. I looked for a gas mask for her.
I found a gas mask in a building locked in a container like a fire extinguisher. The container door was opened, but I was afraid to set off an alarm. I accidentally shut the door. I found a key card with someone's face on it and I used it to unlock the container. I grabbed the gas mask, headed for the lady, gave her the gas mask, and got out of Pripyat.
I went back to Russia. I had met two other men. We walked around the downtown of a Russian town. We eventually went into an elevator.
"You want to see if this goes to the top floor?" One of the men asked.
"Top floor?" I questioned.
When the elevator door opened, I saw a dining room. Us three proceeded to sit at a table. We talked for a little bit and ordered food.
This is the first time, or at least that I can remember, where I was the villain. I guess I was like in a gang. I was tasked to kill someone. I guess they wronged the gang.
I had gloves on, and I was carrying a pistol. I went into the man's house I and shot the man. I left the gun in the house and walked away from the house. Somewhere down the line I discarded the gloves as well.
I was walking to I believe the base when I got interrogated by a police officer.
"I'm going to need to check your coat," he stated.
I obliged and took off the coat. He specifically wanted to check the inside pocket. I took everything out of there. A sketchbook, (actually two sketchbooks,) another pair of gloves, a hat, a pair of headphones, but no gun. He let me go and I took back all my items. I walked away from the cop car.
Then a group appeared. They were gang members.
"How'd it go?" One of the gang members asked me, specifically a female gang member.
"They had to check my coat. I don't want to talk about it here. We are on the corner of the road. Let's go down it," I whispered. The cop wasn't too far from us. I'm surprised he didn't hear.
I was talking to Garnet from Steven Universe.
There was another person with us. He was complaining about a rocking couch. "This part is collapsed. It needs to be replaced. Damn it, Mr. Merchant!"
I don't know what happened. In a dream, it said that my laptop would look different, so I checked. I was tricked by my own subconscious. This happens more times than I would like to admit.
I was in a house that apparently my father lives in. My father doesn't live in a house. Well, I mean he does, but it's in an apartment. There is music playing that I was listening to last night while animating. The interior of the house looks like my house with differences.
I know earlier in the dream I was either listening to either Metallica or Avenged Sevenfold while watching a video. Now I was listening to alternative, (the genre,) which is what I usually listen to. That's all that I listened to yesterday.
I was talking to a lady. From our conversation I can gather that she is in a relationship with my father.
"Do you have breathing remedies, or medicine?" she asked. I responded with a yes.
She was apparently thinking of getting a cat (despite Chip being, I don't know, allergic) because of the next question. "How do you do with cats?"
"Well, I'm allergic," I responded.
We went into the bathroom to see where the music was being broadcasted. My father had his phone in the bathroom. With him it's not a shock. I recognize the song that was playing as an alternative song. That then brought up a question.
"This is what I usually listen to. I guess Chip listens to Alternative. What do you listen to?"
"I don't always listen to this music," she replied.
The band was at finals. I had Pink Floyd playing. The Dark Side of the Moon album, of course. Oddly, it eventually shifted into The Moon & Antarctica album by Modest Mouse.
We were listening to what the previous band were playing. It was amazing. I was thinking. Mr. Merchant looked at me, conspicuously.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Merchant asked me.
"I'm just thinking of where to add lyrics to this song," I replied.
I dreamed that Creed was in charge of the office. Cody, who was a kid. He stood up to him and swore all the way. Creed became defensive, but he kept on being berated. Pamela and Cody go to look for supplies to vent.
I'm basically the active cameraman here, so I organize people's desks. I find out that a Mimikyu works here, by a nametag. (Okay, that's strange.) I can't communicate though, because I'm the cameraman.
Phyllis wanted to look good. The girls of the office tried many things. They put her in a suit. You know, a suit and tie. Then on cue, Logan Bragg comes into the conference room, looks at Phyllis, and says, "Lookin' sexy." I did not want to hear those words come out of his mouth, but they did.
Pamela and Cody return from getting supplies. Creed is back in his office.
My mother lost an ex-family member.
I was trying to cook but I was too intimated. I wanted to make some eggs, but I ended up not making any.
I went into the master bedroom to get some help. Allan was in there, but not Brenda. There is someone else in there. They resembled Lisa, (family friend Lisa.) She had a more stocky, stoic frame, reddish hair, longer hair than Lisa, curlier hair, and a formidable chin. She asked: "What time is it?"
I responded that it was some time at six o'clock A.M. Then I proceeded to walk out of the room.
I and my mother were arguing about college.
I was at my grandfather Wayne's house. In it were me, Wayne, and a lady that I didn't recognize. I know that she had brown hair. Wayne told me to change my socks.
I had suffered a neck injury. I had to basically snap my neck back into place. I thought I was going to die. If this was in real life, I would absolutely be dead. However, this is a dream, and I was miraculously alive. Thank you, confused reality, thank you. When I snapped my neck back into place, my blood started to flow back into my head. Throughout the dream I thought that at any moment I was going to drop dead, and it never occurred.
I had teamed up with Undyne from Undertale for this dream. I guess she found what had happened to me admirable. She had talked to me about her past.
Next thing I know we are entering a U.F.O unwelcome. For some reason, Homer from the Simpsons is already in there. I don't think we got to see the aliens. I like to think it was the aliens I saw in an earlier dream
I was in a midwestern state. Maybe Indiana. There was an add playing about making weather reports fun.
The dream shifted into the city. I was walking with a female. A car swerved off the road and hit her. Another lady came out of the car. I remember that the lady from the car said something really insensitive to my friend in the dream, which garnered her many slaps across the face. To add insult to injury, my friend got hit again.
I looked up the nearest hospital. Luckily, we just past one. I picked up my friend, who was lighter than I thought and ran to the hospital. For some reason, a mini map appeared. I was perplexed about this in the dream.
When we entered the hospital, I had music playing. I walked past Mrs. Bultema. "What have we talked about your music?" Mrs. Bultema interrogated me.
I went up to someone and told them what was wrong. "My friend has been hit by a car. She has been in two accidents, and I believe she is suffering from head trauma."
I walked around and found a theatre of some sort. I got there by taking a flight of stairs down. There was another flight of stairs that went down. I found no entrance down there. There was something conspicuous about the other flight of stairs. There was a random hatch in a wall.
The dream flash-forwarded because now the focus was on my friend. She wandered into the Theatre. She went down the flight of stairs. When she got back up, she was attacked by a denizen.
They chased her around. They both made moves on each other. She eventually found the hatch, and so she tricked the denizen. She was getting the upper hand.
The dream was coming to a close when she got her hands on a rope. She again tricked the denizen into getting in the rope. She pulled on the rope, causing the denizen to fall. She then jumped down on the denizen's head, ending the dream.
There was a party that was going on in the garage. Our driveway became a parking lot. There was a man that was in between two cars. Out of nowhere, one of the cars rammed him. I and some others witnessed the ramming happen. Then for no reason, random cars started to explode. I counted six explosions. That man: he has to be dead. There was still noise coming from that direction.
A group of I think maybe five made their way there. I remember three females. I believe there was a man there beside me. There was a female that looked like Mackenzie. She said: "We need to get him unstuck."
We moved a red truck that has a bumpy coating on it with just body strength alone. When I looked down all I saw was a mass of grey. The group was inspecting it. "Oh no, that's just a grey mass of tissue!" I commented. As it turns out my dumb self couldn't tell that it was a fucking blanket.
When we looked in the blanket, we saw a mangled man. Somehow, he was still alive. The Mackenzie look alike gave orders and we followed them. I remember telling someone, I think De: "How are some people going to get home?"
I went into the camper. The man was stationed on the bed. People were trying to fix him up. I have electrical tape which I was ordered to grab.
Derek Morehouse was in the camper. He wasn't the man that got severely sandwiched by two vehicles. He was sitting up-right. He had a shirt on that had a very abstract version of the Dark Side of the Moon logo. It was like in the style of Teletext.
The dream flashforward. Somehow with all of the material we had, we managed to save the man's life.
There was a group of four men. One of them kept on getting tormented. He was getting tormented by an object. The man went to talk to someone. They talked about traveling. The man felt better afterward. However, when he was leaving, he saw the object that was tormenting him, and he threw it to a corner then promptly left.
A dream I had; I had a burrito for the first time.
There was this Simpsons gag that was targeting me about cards. One of them flat out said: "Hey, RonZak!"
Another dream I had was that I was living in a house that I was creating in a game. It ended up being a mansion, and also, a maze. I remember there being a bedroom where there was a wall above the bed that merged into another floor that was another bedroom. In the bedroom, there was a tight spiraling staircase that led to, I don't know where honestly. There was a courtyard, a play area with a tennis court, and definitely more. I remember saying: "I didn't mean to make it this big."
HyperGhost was there, observing my house. There was a moment where he jumped off a second-floor balcony, despite mine and his mother's orders not to. He was injured but he was fine.
Yet another dream I had was that I was at a park with friends and colleagues. There was this slide thingy, I don't know what it's called. There was a trampoline, and I, Waylon, and Kendyl went on it.
I remember there was someone that was humming "Where We Stand" off of Spinning Out, while they were targeting someone. They caused a group of people to join in. I had to explain my song.
I was getting opinions from the Team Fortress 2 characters. The spy made fun of Akzron.
I had to make decisions on who lives/gets to go to a bunker.
There are four bartenders. I am among the four. There are three males and one female. The female is next to me on my right. She refuses to restrain from talking.
Courtney was gifted this item that I found quite nifty. It was like a handheld computer. It had internet access. It also had a CD port, and a MicroSD port.
The thing uses its own internet as Brenda and I found out. It also had this music program that had songs built in it from many artists, including Billy Joel, and Arcade Fire and Spoon. I, for some reason, already had a CD of the selected songs, including Wake Up by Arcade Fire, but including Spoon. So, I listened to select songs.
Later on, after I left the master bedroom, I saw Trever and Courtney in the hallway right in front of my door. I entered the living room and got tackled by Travis. Trever and Courtney enter the living room.
After getting Travis off of me, I go to take my pill. I struggle, however, to take my pill. There's a song playing on the television. It's as if Dayglow had a heavy rock song. (It was Dayglow on the television.) I go back into the living and see Trever and Courtney eating a cake shaped like a pill Courtney says something down the lines of: "You're going to have to force it down first." I did not want to hear that. But I couldn't say anything because I had a pill in my mouth! When I swallowed it down the dream ended.
I was working on a game that only my subconscious works on. I was setting character personalities.
I had a dream that ended up being a downward spiral.
Is anybody familiar with the MEMZ computer virus? Well, there's the destructive version, and then here's he safe testing version. I decided to download it as a joke.
The first payload worked as it should. It opened up an internet explorer window with a random search on it. I tried to end the task with the task manager. I was successful, which I found odd. Then I had a horrible realization. I had downloaded the wrong version. My documents were gone. Random icons were on the screen. I was freaking out.
Then I woke up in the dream. I checked my laptop. My documents were gone, and there were random icons on the desktop. Then I woke up in the dream again. I checked my laptop. The same result as before. Then I wake up again and the same result. I wake up again and the same result.
I finally wake up for real. I am paranoid at this point. So, I open up my laptop. I see the custom icon on the login screen. I am in the clear. I mean, I wouldn't be writing this if I wasn't.
I haven't eaten in almost twenty-four hours. My choice. I'm sick. This connected to my dream. In the dream, I was starving. I asked a teacher if they had anything. She went into her office to get something. She returned with a TV dinner and it was fine with me.
This dream, it could be connected. I went for a ride around Muskegon on a tricycle, which I really don't need, and which I state in the dream. I ended up going to a supermarket, Meijer's. I walked around (with a Meijer bag containing my own belongings) before leaving the store. Brenda had pulled in, wondering where I was. Afterward, I left the store.
I ended up in Ludington, an hour away from Muskegon. I helped a man dress up as a snowman, but when he went into a building, the snow melted. We had a good laugh.
I went to Chip's house because I was already in Ludington. He wasn't home. Brenda was in the apartment below his.
Jeff Williams was a rapper, for I don't know if he's alive, that has disappeared from the internet for the second time. I have collaborated with him before. I had a dream about. I don't remember enough details about it to explain the dream.
I was forced to play games in order to get into Heaven. This is more funny when you realize I am a stark atheist. And before people think that means I believe in Satan, I don't believe in either. Atheism is the Lack of the belief of any God. That includes an anti-God too. Still, some people are stuck up their asses to not ever figure that out. Remember, I have a lot of visual to give.
I talked to a man who could remaster CDs.
Sometimes I want to slap my dream self.
Okay, so in the dream I had downloaded a dating simulator. I will never see me doing this unironically. The game was Hatiful Boyfriend. If you don't know what game that is, it's where you try to date fucking pigeons. It might be the other way around.
To avoid repetition, I had downloaded Hatiful Boyfriend onto my laptop. I can rule out that I downloaded it unironically, for in the dream, I reacted accordingly.
"Oh, God. It is bad." I had downloaded the game ironically, just to see how weird it is.
I have never seen actual gameplay of the game, so my mind had to fill in the blanks. The title screen was of a buff pigeon. The first cutscene consisted of a lady sitting in a bar. Sitting next to her was a humanized Mewtwo. After seeing that I just noped out and proceeded to listen to Dayglow.
The reason why this dream might've happened was maybe because my brain was reminded of, (and I don't even want to type this,) I Love You Colonel Sanders: A Finger Licking Good Simulator. A sentence I never thought I'd fucking say. My friend James and I have put ourselves up to the task to try and finish the game, despite me kicking and screaming, for we don't know if anyone has actually beaten that game.
I was stuck in the lunch serving room for sixteen minutes. Kim couldn't do things right. Somebody had taken my drinks that were reserved for me. I'm lactose intolerant. I would have to buy water in order to drink anything. That is some backwards logic. So that why one of the register ladies hides drinks for me.
Mr. Will was driving a bus. There was a kid that sat next to me who lived near the middle of the lower peninsula. Mr. Will seemed to have lost it for a bit, for he almost drove into Mona Lake and he drove through a sign, causing the left side of the windshield to be shattered, a clear hole in the windshield, and even the hull of the bus had been torn off. I yelled at him about the kids' safety behind him, alluding to specifically Jr. He just snapped. This guy went mad in my dream.
I believe there was an apocalypse. I was traveling with another man.
I went into a river and spotted something down in the water. It was in the ground, or in a wall of some sort. It was a cage, or a cell. Inside was a scuba diver. I had freed him from his prison.
The man that was by my side had died (many times.) I had to go on without him.
I found a den. It was like a home. It was man-made or furnaced. In there was Courtney, Trever, and a baby girl. She would be their second child. Travis wasn't in my dream. He was most likely sleeping in a different room.
Me and Casper, and two of Casper’s friends went on an adventure. I was eating something that Casper's grandmother made. I remember in the dream that I had really liked it.
I was led outside in the backyard where the adventure had started. It later shifted to a classroom, where we were choosing weapons. Then a portal opened and us four fell in it. Anti-climactic. Hopefully it gets to continue.
I was in the Hotel Mario cutscenes. I remember there being a scene where I and Bowser were fighting over a turtle chair, then we stopped and commented on how cute it was. It was for young kids.
There was a scene where I had to fight the angry sun. Of course, it was annoying to do so because the angry sun is relentless. After defeating the angry sun, Bowser showed up.
After the defeat of Bowser, I was taken out of the game. Back into the regular world. Yay! Two men came into the room and were acting so exhausted. There was another man already in the room I was in. It was obviously a living room. The man that was next to the couch had made a reference to something but I don't remember of what. All I remember about the reference was that it was from a show.
I believe that this next dream is connected, so that means I'm bundling them together, until I have an existential crisis and decide to change it. Two ladies were talking about art. One of the ladies was talking about how whatever she draws, it happens. It has even transported people to different worlds. The man who I guess was stuck playing as CDI Bowser walked up to them. They continued to talk about this weird phenomenon.
Then Travis woke me up. I basically said, "not this time, motherfucker!" and went back to bed. The dream continued. The conversation was resumed.
The lady showed a presentation of what she was talking about and drew things in a sketchbook. We started to randomly appear at different peoples' front doors, sometimes in completely different art styles.
When she had stopped and we were back in the room with her, she said she was afraid to draw anything. The other lady became excited. She started to go on a tangent about the power at hand, about how she could meet anyone she wants, even me, which she pointed at me when saying that. Then she asked if she could draw something. The dream ended there.
James and I were at my grandfather Wayne's house, looking for people.
I saved a deer that was stuck in a wagon. With the help of my grandfather Bud, we freed a lot of deer into the wild.
The dreams I had this night were a mix of Scott Pilgrim, everyday life, and Demon Keepers. It was a like a plot synopsis of Scott Pilgrim, me trying to find something to eat, (two sandwiches and ice cream <which I'm not supposed to eat for I'm lactose intolerant,>) and a scene of Rayce and Madison talking.
Allan broke a Chromebook. Why the fuck would I have a Chromebook? If I ever had a Chromebook, you would see it broken (by me.)
I don't know why, but James' mom came to my house and handed Allan three Pokémon themed stuffed animals. I remember there being an Aipom and a Jet (I mean Piplup). I don't know. Is this dream trying to imply something?
Apparently, the master bedroom in my house was a classroom. I don't remember anything about the lecture. I was playing a Bo Burnham song while getting ready to leave. My mother was getting into the song. (She was the teacher.) Then the Repeat Stuff part came on. She said the first "repeat stuff" before stopping, and basically saying "ah, you little bitch." I laughed and left after that.
I had to fight (an albeit somewhat small) mech, all by myself, and without my own. Somehow, I defeated it.
March 23, 2020
Travis was being incessant, so I put on some noise-cancelling headphones before I fell asleep.
I had a dragon as a mother and had dragon siblings. My father was my regular father. I was still a human. It is possible that I was a hybrid, but the dream didn't go on long enough.
I was watching over my youngest dragon sibling. We were walking to my house, and Vintin was walking with us. We were messing around.
We reached my house. Vintin went somewhere else. My and my sibling talked. I woke up shortly after.
I think that the dragon was my stepmother in the context of this dream. My father must've found someone that he could settle down with again.
I was in that mansion again. I went down in a basement, which I don't think I could last time. It was another living room. Someone was stumbling through the halls. (They were going through a midlife crisis. The dream showed his perspective for a couple of scenes.) I found Brenda's old phone.
I had to kill Rumpelstiltskin to free people that he was messing with. A man and I were talking. He brought up Rumpelstiltskin. He broke something and found a ruby and an emerald. I grabbed the ruby, but I ended up trading for the emerald so the man could have the ruby. We then played a game to see who would fight Rumpelstiltskin. I lost, so it was up to me.
I was getting ready for my fight with Rumpelstiltskin. Out of all the dreams for her to appear, Madotsuki was in the driveway of my house. She told me how dangerous it is. I respond with that I knew it was. She told me that he was under a bridge "near the city." "The two-wide crossway." I got on my bicycle and went to the location.
I found the bridge. A river was flowing underneath it. I made my way down to the water. On a small patch of land in the middle of the water flow was Rumpelstiltskin himself. I went towards him. He tried to make a deal with me but I denied any offer. We had fought a bit, and I was victorious. His body fell into the river and the river took the body with its stream.
Me and some colleagues were in a Walmart doing whatever the fuck we wanted.
James was talking about Demon Keepers.
A cat was grabbed by a bodysnatcher. Following after that, me. I woke up within the dream.
I was living in a different house than the one I live in today. I have a roommate. We get along quite well. After he told me that he was going outside, I started to sing outside by Bill Wurtz. He sang along.
I would eventually also go outside. I found a pile of plushies. A few in the pile were even Pokémon plushies. I remember there being an Aipom (female), a Blastoise, and a Charmander. There was also a month bear (if you know what I'm talking about.)
In both dreams, I was in a school. In both dreams I talked about the futility of being perfect.
I was in the high school in the first one. I was trying to get in the wrong locker, until I realized what locker I had to go to. (It was my band locker.) I was talking about the futility of being perfect. I accidentally got in the middle of a fight. They were yelling. I remember yelling: "Stop yelling!" That was futile. I ended up somehow on the ground, but I believe I broke up the fight, so I guess that was a win.
The other dream was at the middle school. I was talking to Mrs. Bultema about the futility of being perfect. I had a blue bandana on.
I entered the building and saw Mr. Kane from high school. I pulled down my bandana, (though my coat should've instantly told him who I was.) There was a lady behind a booth. She was giving out candy. I continued talking about the impossibility of being perfect, that I'd rather be imperfect than be perfect. I also told her that I was lactose intolerant, meaning that the candy given I couldn't have, or better put, shouldn't have. I left the building feeling relieved.
An entirely different dream occurred. I had to fight a mechanized console. Luckily, I wasn't alone this time. I was with characters from the RZ64 stuff. I was my RonZak caricature. I fought with the console, because everyone else was getting destroyed. I made my move, but it got the upper hand and got me down on the ground. Then I was randomly transported somewhere else.
I was transported to an LSD: Dream Emulator world. I was being stalked. So, I glitched the world to get the upper hand. Then I saw who was stalking me. It was someone in a suit. They gave chase, so I ran, using the glitched environment to my advantage. I ran for a bit until I was transferred somewhere else.
I was in an office. I was talking to a man. I had signed something. We talked. My signature (real name signature) was portrayed on his screen. He grabbed a cup and drank whatever was left in it. Then things start to move on the screen. I looked at him and asked, "Why are you using Golly, Game of Life to show my signature?"
Anyway, the dream shifted and him and I were out in the lobby. He declared that I had been hired. Suddenly, I went to the floor. I started to sink through the floor. The man had a worried expression on his face. Then things faded to black.
My vision came to me again and I was in a forest. Next to me was a little girl. I'm assuming in the context of the dream she was my daughter. We were running in the forest for fun. There was a shack ahead. The trail split into two paths. My daughter ran down a path. I stopped because I saw something looming over on that path, so I took another path. I saw a wooden bear statue down the path. Luckily, the paths merged. However, I couldn't see her. I retraced my steps. I saw a lady outside of the shack. There were a few people in the shack. Then I spotted my daughter. I ran to the shack and jumped through an open window with precision. I then hugged my daughter, asking her, "Where did you go?!"
Then I was transferred to where it started. I was fighting the mechanized console again. I finished off the mechanized console, and the dream ended.
I was in the high school. Music I had made was playing over the intercom. I had a panic attack in a classroom.
Well, now I know I can't sleep well in the master bedroom (as I call it), which is a damn shame because I really do like sleeping with the dogs. I blame Allan.
Anyway, to the dream.
I was running through the track to get to the woods, or as I like to call it, the forest. I have a reasoning for this. The woods patch behind my house is big.
Anyway, tangent aside, someone was with me. Let's say Allan, because I think it was Allan. I was trying to find something in the woods to prove to Allan. I saw trees in the distance that had faces on them that resembled that of faces from Yume Nikki. "We're getting close," I said. We walked to that patch of the forest. I looked around until I found a manhole. I interacted with it.
We were sent to a different place. It was the wilderness (not the wasteland.) Yeah, the wilderness from Yume Nikki. It was like dreams were colliding. I tried to take a picture of the surroundings, but the image just came out as a picture of the forest.
Then we met with a Pirori. It was taller than us. I would say about seven to eight feet. We could still "talk" with it. It even made the same sound effects in the game.
We were walking with the Pirori when we came up into a building that was out of place. It was a small little shack. We three proceeded to enter it, led by the Pirori.
Inside, there were two tables. At the back of the shack was a counter. The table on the left was seated by people like me and Allan. They were eating and talking to each other, making most of the noise. The table on the right was seated by Pirori. They were talking to each other. I sat with the Pirori. Allan just stood.
Then someone tried to get into the shack. They were antagonistic to us. We tried to tell them to leave, but they continued trying to get in. When he did get in a fight ensued. They were more antagonistic toward the Pirori. We (me, Allan, and the Pirori we met in the wilderness) had to fight off the man. We eventually got him to call off the attack and walk away from the shack. Shortly after that, the dream ended.
I don't know why I had this dream. I had recently, as of just yesterday, got RPG Maker 2003. I don't know if there's a connection there.
Out of nowhere, I had fallen into a different dimension. My mother, Brenda, and her boyfriend, Allan, thought I was dead. I had phased out of their existence and I couldn't interact with them.
Brenda was crestfallen. Both were confused on what had happened. They started tearing things down. I was desperately trying to make a sign that I was still there around them. I collapsed to the ground and started whamming on the grass. Then I phased in.
I fell about three feet from the air. Brenda turned around to see me on the ground. I got up and hugged her and had to explain what happened to me." I phased into another dimension," I explained.
All I remember from a dream is running around the track.
Again, all I remember from a dream is me and my brother had a fire. Some of the woodchips were edible.
I helped someone receive their pet back, though I did go to the wrong house at first.
I was walking in the track. My mother, Brenda, was on a motorcycle. I had a blue flower in my mouth. (The stem part, not the actual flower/bud part.) It could have been a tall bellflower, or Campanula americana, or Campanulastrum americanum. Then we went past these purple and blue plants. What were they, you may ask? Foxglove. There's something wrong about foxglove. Something very wrong. It's a digitalis. Digitalis itself is also used in drug preparations in hospitals. But it can also be used for, well, I don't know, Cyanide. Every part of the plant is toxic. The roots, the seeds, the flower itself. There are many symptoms caused by the plant alone. Early symptoms are nausea (quite expected), diarrhea, vomiting, abdominal pain (no shit), delirium, and hallucinations. Then severe symptoms are irregular heartbeats, tremors, Xanthopsia (I feel bad for the people who are colorblind), convulsions, and generally dangerous, deadly disturbances against the heart. It can cause heart block, or it can cause bradycardia, or the opposite of that, tachycardia. While Mortality is rare, it's not unheard of. God, this dream log just got scientific.
I looked at them. I drew attention about them. "Don't eat that," says the idiot with a flower, note, not foxglove, in his mouth. (Yeah, self-deprecation.) "They're foxglove. They're part of Cyanide."
"They are invasive," Brenda commented. (I looked up on a flower database. I learned two things. The flowers that I kept on seeing in the woods, or the forest, that I thought were invasive, are not. They are Lindera spicata, or spicebush, which is harder to say than you think. But more importantly to the matter, foxglove is indigenous to Michigan. Only one kind though, and it's not the kind we saw. It was Penstemon digitalis, or hairy beard-tongue. So, subconscious, technically were correct, but in a way you are wrong.)
When I realized I myself had a blue flower in my mouth, I freaked out. I went to my needs, started spitting at the ground, because I thought I thought it was a digitalis plant. It wasn't and I think I would've been safe (it's a bellflower.)
Here's our lesson for today. Don't eat flowers. I understand that some flowers are edible. Well, technically, all flowers are "edible" but that doesn't mean that you should eat whatever flower you see. Wow, this sounds familiar...
I, Brenda, and Wayne were walking to a store. The others had face masks. Everyone was supposed to cover their face. Ah, this entry is dated. I didn't have one, then I realized I had a blue bandana in my hand.
Allan was talking about how the cost of the dollar is going down, which is probably true nowadays. Or wait, wouldn't it be the other way around?. Supply and demand.
I was trying to set up a trampoline. Flowey from Undertale kept undoing the hooking up the tarp. We talked about our fears. I talked about heights. He talked about the futility of avoiding death.
Why have I been having dreams focused on flowers? What's next? Am I going to be in Russia viewing the corpse flower? Am I going to meet Biollante? Will I be the wind blowing around petals?
Courtney and I were talking about the pandemic. I bring up Travis, which is her son. She responds "You haven't seen my daughter.
Courtney, Brandon and I were in my room. Brandon was now home from prison in the dream. He was looking at my setup. He was filming what both our setups were.
The story of a previously had dream continued. You can figure out which one.
I went to James' house, with items in my coat. They were of the Pokémon plushies I had found. He was accompanied by another person. I had given him the plushies because I know he collects them.
I had a dream about the first Danganronpa. (I'm talking about the video game here.)
The previous dream had continued. Somehow, I found a way to escape. Chihiro was next to me when I found a hole in a fence. After I crawled through the fence and got to the other side of the fence, I helped Chihiro get through the fence before we could get caught.
We were stationed at some random person's house. We were waiting to see if anyone had found the exploit of escape. We only saw four people that we apparently both knew. One person that I know from real life, that I can recall, was Darryl Blackman Jr. Hey, if you're reading this, how have you been, bud? I still have your band jacket.
An entirely different dream I had was that I was basically acting out a story while an album played through. I had to fight someone to the music. I was a badass fighter!
I had a dream about playing Pictionary with people from the PMD: VA server.
I had to save somebody from a factory.
I was a part of a game to answer questions in order to move on.
Alright, so, I wasn't expecting this. I had a dream about "Welcome to the Machine". The song "Welcome to the Machine" by Pink Floyd. I had a dream specifically based on the music video.
It played out normally, until the end. Instead of the sea of red hands grasping at a building before the building blasts off into a sphere in the sky, it goes back to the beginning with the mechanical beast. Like the beginning of the video, the mechanical beast approaches me. Unlike the music video, where it fades into a shot of a city, the mechanical beast drags me towards it. I see as the world fades to black. I guess the mechanical beast had claimed me...
"Welcome to the machine."
I went to someone's house. Their house was bigger than it seems. I feel like I have been to this house before in a dream.
The guy that I was with had a strong middle eastern accent, but I could understand him. I remember dreaming about this man before.
Before I was brought to his house, I remember I was fleeing from two people that were attacking me. I hid in an out of place building, until I could get myself ready. When I got out of the building, I saw someone out in the distance riding a horse. I shot the man, thinking it was someone who was following me. I became horrified upon further inspection. It was someone that my subconscious recognizes. I've had a dream about this man before, I know I have.
While helping to get him, I apologized to what I did. He had accepted the apology. He then proceeded to take me to his house.
The way to enter the house is a drop-down staircase. I believe you enter into the kitchen. I didn't see a laundry room. The bedrooms were big, and so was the living room. There was a staircase that I think wraps around the bedrooms.
The guy lives with his mother and his sister, who wasn't there. His mother collects vinyl records, and she also knows how to make records. She also shares the same birthday (November 7th.) I remember the guy telling me this in a different dream.
The mechanical beast came back into my subconscious. It brought me to a location. Like a terminal. I had to do something, but I don't remember what.
I had a dream about my sister. Brittany was over at the house with her husband, Kevin. Courtney wasn't home.
I went on a time-travelling adventure. I went to the beginning of the universe. I saw a bed, and there was someone in it. I couldn't identify it. Then the Big Bang happens. I comment on it being a soft force, then I am flung backwards. I see what would become Earth fly past me.
A militaristic team tried their best to protect a boy from a girl not from the same planet.
I had to deal with Maxwell's Doppelganger from the Scribblenauts franchise. He acted like a snarky teenager.
I had a dream about a man who was attacked in his home. It was by someone he knew; he had a relationship with. A lady attacked him and their daughter, wounding him, and killing the daughter. The lady then fled out of the house. The man called emergency services to help him.
I was set on a mission to retrieve something. To my horror, I had to jump from building to building, skyscraper to skyscraper. One point, I remember having to use power wires as ziplines, while not electrocuting myself. I succeeded and got to where I needed to go.
My destination was a park (on the ground just to spite me.) I needed to get there fast before anyone would get there that was looking for this item I needed to retrieve so they couldn't use it for nefarious reasons.
I checked every slide, every play area, and every bench. I eventually found it.
There was a dog in the park. I avoided it. I didn't know if it was a guard dog or a stray dog; I didn't care to find out.
A man then appeared at the park. He was on my side. He took care of the dog (I think; I'm not exactly sure.) He then walked away. I watched him as he did so. It didn't even take him a few seconds to go quite a distance and across the street. He looked at me, as I did the same, and waved before entering a building.
The dream took place in like a Cyberpunk styled city. I don't know why the hell I would be in a city, let alone in and on a skyscraper, but okay, subconscious.
May 7, 2020
I had walked to Walmart. I was carrying three heavy branches for protection. I had to explain to an outside worker.
Another dream at Walmart. I was with my mother. I saw a lady do an Impractical Jokers move when she put a random item in a random lady's cart. I saw Casper and his grandparents (twice). I also saw Mr. Cherry and Mr. Frang. We talked about old technology.
In a dream I woke up and went to use my laptop. It wasn't my laptop. There were ads on the home screen. The desktop wallpaper was of Ridley from the Metroid series. My wallpaper is of an intermission slide. On top of that, it was a Windows 10. Mine is a Windows 7 Professional.
I tried looking for my laptop. I flicked the light switch. It was still dark in the room because a purple light bulb that we had already gotten rid of turned on. I saw an old police laptop in a bin that was apparently on. I went out of my room to see Brenda in the living room. I told her she had the wrong laptop (which she did.) She apologized and went to get hers. I had to log her out of FB (I refuse to spell it out) on my laptop.
The biggest thing I don't understand about this dream is the Ridley wallpaper. Brenda is not a gamer. It would be a wallpaper of Travis.
It was another dream about Danganronpa. There was this kid running a DnD game. Let's just say, he was making himself an easy target for someone to lash out on, because of his attitude.
I remember asking Monokuma how far we are into this project. He responded with three quarters.
Then an explosion went off.
There was a shot of firetrucks pulling up to the building.
When I got my vision back, I looked around for everyone. I couldn't see anyone. Well, that is except for Monokuma. Everyone else had died from the explosion. So, by default, I was free. Monokuma was even surprised.
People came to pick me up. Somebody (one of the fire fighters) commented on my Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Wall shirt (as I like to call it).
I had a dream about Laurel & Hardy.
I also had a dream about one of the members of the Diatribe.
Mason and I were playing tag in the forest.
Another dream I had was at the high school. The class was doing an evaluation test. After the test, I walked around the school. I saw Mr. Bolthouse in a classroom before the dream ended.
I was being bullied by people who listen to only mainstream music. There were clouds that looks like hands; some of which that had realistic detail to it. I commented on the clouds to het the bullies attention away from me. They turned their attention back to me. Then, some from the indie music side protected me and got the bullies off of me.
This guy save me an envelope that had information on it damaging the mainstream. We went into a projector room and relayed a message. I watched as the bullies broke down. (I don't care what you listen to, let me clear that up. I only care if you are forcing your tastes on others. I don't condone the actions in the dream.)
I was in a game that was a mix of worlds.com and an RPG.
I had an argument with my sister. I had won. I think it was about the times.
There was an arcade cabinet. It was a zombie apocalypse game. The cabinet was small so I had to stand in a weird way. There was a zapper gun that controlled the game.
I started to play the game. Then, out of nowhere, I was in the game. However, that was expected.
I was in a helicopter. I was shooting down zombies. The helicopter eventually crashed. The gun, as I learned, would not shoot uninfected people, which is nice. It would only shoot zombies.
I found a group. They graciously welcomed me. I think I had told the group that was a part of the CDC for a few years. Of course, I've never been a part of CDC in real life.
I remember there was a man who was sexually attracted to an object. (Play Objects of Desire by Ninja Sex Party.)
I found a SD adapter that said it could hold 124 gigabytes. There was an SD card in it that was well over 160. I was not home, so I asked I could use the SD card on someone's laptop. I asked Tavion; he agreed.
There was just one video. I think it was of one of my streams back in the day. I didn't watch the video.
Then an error happened on the laptop. I quickly took out the SD adaptor. I apologized for the inconvenience, and I wished him luck,
I had a dream about old film technology. I was holding a Super 8 film recorder. (I don't have a Super 8 film recorder, But my grandfather would eventually give me a 8 millimeter camera. Now all I need is tape.)
I was given a drone camera for my birthday (which is hell a way away.)
I, Hinkle and Link were urban explorers. We went out to the forest to find an abandoned building. There was a building we tried to enter prior to getting into the forest. We were told we were trespassing, so we promptly and kindly left.
I was with a few kids that were exploring an abandoned location that some older kids said was haunted. I went there for the exploration, not the investigation. (Ala; The Proper People.)
There was a bathroom that we into. The building still had power. Something shut the bathroom door. Actually someone; I saw an arm that had blue fabric. I opened the door to see one of the older kids fleeing the scene. I decided to play my own game.
I chased them around with a fork in my hand. I put on a creepy act. The older kids tried to get away from because of my creepiness. But it was all in good fun.
In the context of the dream, I was talking to this girl I was friends with. This was a gathering outside. I was talking to HyperGhost. Somebody came up to the girl, and they were being a douche. Once that person left her alone, I went to talk to her to see if she was fine. She was alright.
My friend, HyperGhost, starts a company.
I don't know why, but I had a stressful as hell night for sleeping/dreaming. It's still affecting me. All the dreams were about an impending threat from the Middle East (take a guess what country) attacking the U.S. (where I live.) The attack was foretold to be in Michigan. It was thought to be on the eastern side of Muskegon and the surrounding counties. While that was definitely near me, I didn't know what type of attack it would be.
Well, if the first is my last entry, which is told when the attack was supposed to be carried out, you know what happened to me. I haven't heard any news of an attack yet, but I can be a nervous wreck.
I mean, I did stay up late (10 o'clock) for I was working on a project, so (hopefully) my brain was just stressed out.
I also took my pills that I haven't been taking that I have to take at night, but I've been forgetting. There's many reasons I could've had this dream.
I had made a hit song.
I had been taken hostage by someone fucked up. I had escaped the building I was being held at. They gave chase. I retaliated, and with a branch, like one that snapped off from the top of a tree, which was not at all easily broken, in hand, I repetitively hit the person with the branch. I eventually impaled them with it and left them to die.
Gee, that's a fucked up dream.
I had a dream about an apocalypse. It was an invasion. I don't know if the invaders were invisible or not. I can't say for certain but it might be the former because I didn't see any for the duration of the dream.
I think I was part of a team of six survivors, myself included. I barely say one of them, so I have no idea. There was Maxwell and Samual Harson from RSM64B. There was a demon-like creature. There was a man who had an item that told how fast the invaders were coming toward us. Let's call him, oh, I don't know... how 'bout Steve? Yeah, Steve sounds nice.
We were making our way out of the location we were at. We were at a school for reasons unknown. With the help of Steve, we knew how fast the invaders were. Maxwell, Samual, and the demon-like creature kept on arguing. There was a moment that I got annoyed with the demon-like creature because he was taking a long time to get through the door.
There is a big flaw to the item that Steve had access to. It told you how fast the invaders were. Just that. It didn't tell you where they were and where they were running to. So, the escape out of the school weighed heavily on us for we had no idea where the invaders could. All we could think is that they had to be coming towards us if they were running fast.
The demon-like creature and Samual didn't actually escape the school. Everyone else did. Once the rest of us left the area, the climate changed from cold to hot.
I don't know all the details of all that happened. I know there were many people with me. Regular people that you would meet in real life. I say it like that because we were in Minecraft (for some reason.) We were set to destroy pillars of something.
There was a girl that A. I don't know who they were. B. I don't know how they look. C. I never got their name. It was clear, however, that they liked me. I was friendly to her.
We were ambushed by I think vindicators. They were on chariots and piglins, I think they're called. I got on another chariot and they didn't attack me.
Eventually we defeat the pillars. Dreams like to jump around so I have to assume so because of what happened next. I and someone else ended up being crowned. The then Queen was, and this is a descriptor, a black girl with long hair and a calm and kind toned voice. I remember her asking something about my hair.
"Yeah, I have to clean it."
*She says something about her hair.* "...Yeah, also your hair is going is sticking up."
"Oh, so it's in a cowlick?"
After the ceremony, we heard, from my mother, that the lady that liked me was sent to the hospital. Me and the other girl looked at each other in surprise.
June 14, 2020
I was living out in the wilderness by myself. It seems that I knew the area well enough to get by. There was a cliff in the area. At the bottom was a stream.
I was near the cliff at one point. There were wolves chasing me. Just to flex on them, I guess, I ran to the cliff and, with no hesitation, jumped off into the stream. There was a little area underneath the cliff wall that I could swim into, so that's what I did.
I could see barely that the wolves were at the edge of the cliff. They were hesitant to jump, but eventually they did. When they found my hiding position, I waved at them with a laugh, and swam away from them, and I somehow got away from them.
I had dreamed about the production of the Demon Keepers show. There was a drawing consisting of the existing Demon Keepers Characters. There were also characters where their designs I haven't made. One I swear I thought up of before.
It was the continuation of a dream I had before. Kids were basically in a patrolled area. It was basically a prison for kids. I have no idea what is was and I have no idea why I was there.
The controlling kid had got a liking to me. We were in a courtyard. Then, from the sky, something was dropped. It went through the gate and almost hit the kid. It left a hole in the gate for us to go through. I think the kid died outside of the gate.
I was in my house for the dream. Inside was Brenda, Courtney, Trever, and someone else, as well as me.
At one point I went outside. I went back outside because I had to pee. That's when I found out that Brenda had been murdered by Courtney.
While I stayed calm on the outside I was pissed on the inside. I think Courtney and Brenda had a disagreement that became deadly. I still had to go to the bathroom but Trever was in there. I calmly said that I was going to go outside to pee. But here's the thing; I lied. And they (Courtney) bought it. So, I made my escape from accessing the neighbor's backyard, and ran to Casper's house.
I got a warm welcome from Casper's grandmother. Casper saw me and was really happy. He's been studying radio and how it's run, which is awesome. I told them what happened and they let me call the police. I waited a bit, talked about radio station with Casper, and eventually the police came to their house.
In the car was my sister. Trever and the other person were outside of the car. That's when I decided to, for a better word or not, lose my shit. I yelled at Courtney for how she ruined our lives, how I'll never forgive her, and other things. My voice constantly cracked over the stress I was yelling.
I had a dream about... Guy Fieri attending my birthday party.
I had the return of a dream I had a long time ago. In which I try to say bends, but it comes out as something like “bensd.” It's r/ihadastroke all over again.
The other dream I had is that I destroyed people in the anti-vax cult, hunbots, and their damn lies that they spread, especially about Autism. It's genetic; it's not caused by a fucking vaccine. I'd rather be Autistic than dead. And no, I don't want your fucking Pure Living essential oils or your goddamn bleach smoothie, which your nicomshit brains somehow conjured up that ability to be such a gormlessly degenerate belligerent that you believe in that shit.
Sigh, anyway. I'm up in Brohman now visiting Allan's brother, Mark. I wonder what other dreams I'll have during the duration of our stay because something is wrong with the truck. Excellent.
I was looking at comics that I have drawn (but actually not have drawn.) One of the comics were a Gauntlet comic. Another was a Pokémon based one which I don't do.
I was escaping a building. I was apparently not taking the fastest route. I found an elevator with like hospital equipment inside. I entered into the elevator and rode it down. I felt like I was being chased but I never looked behind me. When I eventually found the exit I jumped at the doors, hit the doors with my body, and exited the building in a safety roll.
I walked around the alleyways. I was going somewhere; I wasn't aimlessly walking around. There was someone following. There was actually two. I knew them both in the context of the dream. We three went to a place in the alleyways where there were more people that we knew
Inside there were people watching me fleeing the building. It was at the end where I jump through the doors.
I talked about politics. Moving on.
I had to help someone with a horrible chest injury.
I was out on a porch sitting at a table. I looked at one of the suspender beams and saw a huge moth. It was mostly white. I had taken a picture of it. Then it talked.
I was taken aback by this. I responded to it like we were in a normal conversation. I didn't ask it how or why it could talk; I just rolled with it.
The moth had a voice reminiscent of a male, so let's go with that. The moth talked about his life and how he lives it. I responded by talking about the same thing. It was quite the pleasant conversation.
I need to write in here more. Anyway, I had a dream I was at Aperture Science Lab.
Okay, so. There was this dog competition, I think. There was a big, tall dog. I remember that.
Allan set up a game where I, Brenda and Courtney had to find these numbers that were painted on things. I don't know if I want to say I won or Brenda won, because I located each area where the numbers were, but Brenda found most of the numbers. I know in the dream I said that I won, but honestly, I think I have to give it to Brenda.
I was at a family gathering, I think, at a beach. What I remember is that I apparently won a shirt that was too small on me. Somebody cut the collar off. It was a white shirt that had some design on it. It had a lot of pockets. One pocket was almost like a kangaroo pouch. Brenda was wearing a similar shirt. (Same design; different size.)
I remember that Brandon Link was over at the beach. He was with a friend. I didn't even realize it was him when I past him until he called for my attention. We had a quick conversation. I showed off my contortionist skills to his friends. I saw a lot of people I know (like Justine and Tyler G.) I went back to the family gathering.
It was at the end of the gather. I'm guessing Carol wanted to make an announcement. Everyone went into the lake and gathered in a huddle; except for me, because hell no, I refuse to do that. I'm not Claustrophobic, but I don't give a goddamn what she has to say, and I have yet to learn how to swim.
I was escaping people that were shooting at me while I read notes from my father and was trying to get to him. There was moments when I was jumping fences, hiding behind boxes, all while reading notes.
There were two people that were adamant on catching me. A male and a female. The female was badass. She was jumping over fences with ease.
I got to this area where there was this stupid contraption of stairs and boardwalks that went in every direction. Oh yeah, and there was also lasers, because fuck me, I guess. I tried my best to get past the lasers but I was doing a piss poor job of doing so, to the point where I said, 'fuck it' and just powered through the lasers. They did "inflict" damage, but it didn't really inflict that much damage. The ones that were always right behind me were around me. The lady called me a dumbass and that I had to dodge the lasers. I responded by flexing, going over a couple of lasers, and staring directly in her eyes with an 'I don't give a fuck' expression.
We eventually got to the end of the last boardwalk. When I looked up, there was actually another boardwalk. It was suspended in midair so no one could reach it.
Then a ladder came down. Someone climbed down it. This person wasn't my father in real life, but he was my father in the context of the dream. Shortly after that, the dream ended, with only one question answered and so many more left unanswered.
So, this is the dream I get when I fall asleep to Everywhere at the End of Time? Being chased around while I look for my 'father'?
I was out on water, with someone else and a dog. We were checking barometric stuff, I think.
It was in the high school. We were doing some assignment. There was something on the assignment that had caught my attention. It was lines from the Henhouse Prowlers song, "The Track". I wanted to bring that up, but the teacher jokingly brought it up. Someone else finally did. The class period ended with the teacher singing to "The Track".
I wandered around the halls. I remember passing by Tim Cash and HyperGhost. "Welcome to Legs HQ," I said. I got a laugh out of Tim.
I found some vending machines. I remember it being a hard decision for me for some reason, because I would walk in front of one, then run to a different one, and then run back to the machine I was at. I had a dollar's worth of cents in one of my pockets. Two 50 cent coins. (Insert your joke here, because I'm not going to make it.) The machine needed 50 cents. I put one coin in and set one coin aside, though it was kind of an accident. I grabbed my items. There was a guy, I'm guessing senior, which was next to me. He commented on the coin. He went to grab it, but I got to it first, but we both got ahold on in. I looked at him. He had a faint look of shame. I gave him the coin. His face lightened up and he thanked me. Honestly, that felt good.
I found three creatures on my bed. I picked them up carefully and brought them out to the front yard. Surprisingly, Zeus didn't come running out. I sat on the steps waiting for any of them to move.
Then one did move. I saw it metamorphose into a bird. It tried to fly around. It got better as time went on. I remember it being quite playful. I remember it going to my cheek and nuzzling against me. Brenda was watching from inside the house.
Another one metamorphosed into a bird. The other one, I can't explain. I eventually walked inside.
Time went on, and I decided to back outside. The sight surprised me. The birds had metamorphosed into something different. They were still bird-like, but they were also humanoid. They seemed otherworldly and... angelic. The other creature had become completely otherworldly.
There was a blue one and a reddish brown one. "Can you still fly?" I remember asking.
"Yes," I think the reddish brown one responded.
They all, including the other creature, seemed to be happy. They were playful. I feel as if I had succeeded.
I never knew it was possible for me to get so frustrated in a dream that I break down within the dream.
August 3, 2020
I went into (a) kitchen to see Courtney and Brandon Link making the pancakes from Helltaker.
<h3> Purple Eyes </h3>
It was another dream about an apocalypse. It was a zombie apocalypse.
I was with, I believe, three other survivors. All of us had a personality that was fun, but we were serious enough for us to survive. I never got any of their names. I think one of them may have been Brandon Link or someone like Brandon Link. There was three males, including me, and one female. The female was the youngest young. I don't even think she was a teenager. But alas, she was smart, and had survival skills.
There was a moment I remember where we had to lay down. The Link-like said that we had to wait for this one zomboni to get close to us but for it to have its back facing us. It had a mind of its own. It was mostly walking around aimless. It got close to me eventually. It was getting ready to attack so I had to act. After I killed it, another wave came. I'm the one that had the chainsaw. When the wave was done, we saw that dogs were coming. We all collectively said, 'fuck that' and ran for the field.
The time was still night. It seemed it would be sunrise soon. We ran for the forest. I recall saying that all of what was happened, the source of it could be either in a pit or the eye of the forest.
I spotted a dog, and to be cautious I shot near it, but I didn't want to hit it. I found out that, this possible German Shephard, was not infected. I let it tag along with me. I brought it back to the group. We saw that in the distance that the infected dogs were charging towards us, so we booked it to the forest.
The paths were hard to see, so eventually we had to use a flashlight. But we could see the paths for a moment. We were running through the forest while looking for paths. I could see that the infected dogs were gaining on us. I knew that they would.
Then we reached the eye of the forest. The dogs were gone, except for one that I found that wasn't infected. We all took a breather and we started to walk out of the forest. This is when we needed a flashlight. We couldn't see two feet in front of us. I turned on a flashlight. It didn't really help that much, which took me by surprise.
After walking for around three minutes, I noticed something glowing in the darkness. They were purple, rectangle-like eyes. They were high off the ground. I looked directly at them. Nothing really happened. I didn't make a comment on. In retrospect, I probably should have.
Eventually we did get out. It took a bit to figure out which paths to take. When we got out of the forest and got to the track we cheered. We walked until we got into the field. I took pictures of us, including the dog, who we basically accepted as one of ours. I took many because I accidentally held down the button, causing many pictures to be taken.
I then woke up in the dream. I was a bit perplexed. I was wondering what the reason of that dream was.
I went on my laptop. I found it opened to a folder with images. I was taken aback. I've never seen these images before. I opened one of the images. It was from the dream about an apocalypse. More confusion seeped through, with a tinge of worriment.
I remember there being four people, me included. However, in like the first couple of images, there was only three people, including me, again, and the dog I found. We must have lost someone on the way out. The Link-a-like was there in the images.
I knew something was wrong from the first image. It just got worse. At one point I could see a figure behind me. It was quite tall. It had a long snout. There was a long tail. It ended with a point, not a round point. It's eyes, which were purple, were more open. It had a sinister stare. They had long, possibly sharp, claws. The creature was reaching out for me, and as the images went on, I saw it got closer to me.
This left me with a sense of paranoia. What was this creature? Why are these images from the dream on my laptop? Am I being stalked?
Then I woke up, for real this time. I've been writing this entry for hours on end right now. Procrastination is a real bitch. I need to eat.
I could be interpreting this wrong. I had to save people from something. One person couldn't be saved because they refused to be saved.
I think in the context of the dream I was living with my father. I also had the dog, Zeus. I believe we were living in an apartment in possibly a city like Grand Rapids. Or maybe we were living in the new apartment "high-rise" (really, just six floors) apartment building that was being constructed in Ludington.
A really bad storm had hit. I remember looking out of a window and seeing I think a house on fire. It was a raging inferno too. The earth shook. Lightning was striking. I remember Chip running in and yelling something. I remember yelling back "Fire!" I was commenting on the house I saw burning down. I ran out of the living room. I grabbed a few items.
We ran up a flight of stairs to get to another apartment, Lauren's apartment. Their door was already opened. Cas and Lydia seemed to be how old I remember them being. We got Lauren, Cas, Lydia, and I think Ben to go with us as we got out of the apartment complex. I remember saying something to Lydia down the lines of "I saw this coming."
The storm was violent. It was a torrential downpour. Lightning struck every few seconds, and with massive amplitude. And that house was still ablaze somehow in this torrential rain. I've never seen anything like that.
I was in an auditorium. There was a crowd surrounding me. There were a few figures on the stage. The crowd was making a scene. I didn't say anything. I stood there and stared at the stage. A lady on the stage yelled for everyone to either stop talking or sit down. I was stuck in the middle of the crowd.
Suddenly it shifts to a view of a Gameboy game. It played out a few scenes.
The scene shifts back to the auditorium. The crowd is completely gone. I find myself being lectured and I can't tell why. I am then pursued by a small, red creature. They keep on saying that "they have questions."
I'm running through the building. I have no idea why I'm being chased. They continue to say; "I have questions for you."
I remember finding to guns on a rack. I didn't want that thing grabbing one, so I grabbed both. They were empty anyway. (I did try to shoot them.)
I remember there being a moment where they raced me down a different hallway. I used this opportunity to teleport ahead, using a teleporter, of course.
I found an exit. The problem though was that there were many doors I had to open. A light pushing door, and a hard pushing door. Repeat that cycle three more times. I knew if I tried to go through all the doors, that creature would catch me, so I just teleported away.
I was living in only what I can call, a study house. Or maybe, a laboratory house. Inside the house they study recently found cryptids. It seemed like I didn't care about it. I'd probably care more if the creatures weren't prisoners in the house. They seemed be there on their own volition.
I was going off for college, and I was taking Zeus with me.
September, oh boy. (Insert a certain Green Day song.)
Before I start telling my dream, I have something I feel like I need to say. For like four days in a row, I believe, I've been waking up at two o'clock, and I'm getting fucking pissed. I usually go to sleep at nine p.m. and wake up at four a.m. That's how I like it. So, what happened. This night, (technically last night,) I went to sleep at just after ten.
I was at the high school. (Dream time now, buddy.) I was walking around. It was after school hours. I was either listening or singing "Little Wanderer" by Death Cab for Cutie. I remember complaining about waking up at two to some person I was passing by.
I entered into a classroom. I remember singing "Little Wanderer" as I walked back out. My name was on a piece of paper. Someone was also leaving. They crossed off both their name and mine.
I don't know how I got from Point A to Point B, but after I left the school, I was in Lisa's yard. Lisa is one of my mother's sisters. I was trying to sleep in the shade "If I sleep here, the sun will wake me up" I said some down the lines of that. I guess the sun was setting. It doesn't change the fact that your logic is flawed, Rafe. You would wake up way before then. You always wake up before the sun rises. Really always have.
I woke up at 3:30. I succeeded in my goal, but I know I would've woken up at two if I fell asleep at nine. I need to find a way to fix this. I have to contain this routine here, because Autism, and because I don't want the flow of my dream to get interrupted by waking up in the middle of the fucking night.
There was a Nobilis meeting I couldn't attend.
I was climbing a mountain with six others, (all from Mt. Erasure.) There was some strong wind.
I was outside. Travis was also out there, and he was being a whiny dickhead. I remember that I ate something before I went outside. When I proceeded to go inside, Travis threw a huge fit. He tried to reach the last item I was going to pick up. He failed, and his fit became completely unbearable. Thank God I was already walking into the house.
I put my belonging away in my room. I eat something else. Brenda walks in for a quick bit. She says something to me, and then proceeds to walk back outside, as she was watching Travis because Courtney and Travis.
I saw three people walk into my yard. I went out to the porch right after I saw them. There were kids. I could tell by their personalities that they were going to be a problem. They led me to my porch. I said that I wasn't going to let them inside my house. When they tried to I grabbed all three of them and body slammed them onto the porch. The porch is mostly made out of concrete. That stopped them dead in their tracks on trying to get inside my house. All three started crying. They wanted to get back at me somehow. Their new plan was to frame me.
Well, more like tell on me. They went to a nearby bus driver to tell on me. The problems there were I knew the bus driver, and I was in the right. Needless to say, they failed. Miserably.
For the past week, I've been struggling to sleep, and I don't know why. I've been waking up at two o'clock in the morning. Today is no exception. I've also had woken up at one a couple of times. I don't know the exact reasons why, but I ran out of my atomoxetine, and been forgetting to take my medication. I also had someone over for the weekend. This is not any of their fault.
I was over at Lisa house. I was talking to Lindsay. Then I noticed that there was a big mosquito following me. I tried to get away from it. I had ran fast, but it was adamant to get to me. I eventually started to slow down out of exhaustion. It then went into my shirt from the back of the collar.
I woke up to a violent, explosion-like, mixed with a buzzing sound, which had shaken my body around. I've never had that dream before, but I've had that bodily experience before.
Brenda was doing a presentation on animal body part. A thing that she would never do. I look to see the head of a pug. I had the feeling of "what the fuck?"
Everyone walks away. I stand there completely dumbfounded. Then I saw Zeus walking nearby. I noticed that a chunk of his skull was missing. I got worked up, trying to console him, while trying to find the missing piece and putting it back into place.
I was over at Mark's property in Brohman for a vacation (in the dream.) Everyone was out of the camper. We assumed no one was in it.
It cut back to the camper. We were wrong, alright. It cut to two people fighting. What I could gather, they were a strained couple. They also had a dog. The woman ordered the man to let the dog bite off one of his fingers, (it seemed to be the pinkie,) or she would kill the dog. The man couldn't go through with it, and he couldn't let the dog be killed by his estranged lover, so he had to think of a compromise.
I had turned my attention elsewhere from them, only to hear a whooshing sound coming from behind me. I turned around to see that our camper was on fire.
I completely lost my mind. I went irate. I ran to the camper. I started to bellow out loud. The couple was nowhere to be found. If they were still in the camper, I wouldn't know. I kept on yelling anyway, while the fire grew more intense.
I then heard yelling in the distance. I turned my body to face the sound. I recognized the voice anyway. Courtney walked out with two children by her side. I then proceeded to search for Trevor. I found him walking out of side door in a, I think shed.
I went back to the scene of the fire, and things had gotten worse. The camper collapsed. The fire spread to trees. It got to the house on the road. There was a monument. There's never been such a thing there. It was badly damaged. It was on the verge of collapsed. This already was bad, but now that the fire expanded from the camper.
I remember running up to the camper. There were items protruding through the rubble. A decade of memories burned to the ground by an estranged love. Fucking hell.
That wasn't the end of the dream though. All of this commotion didn't just get the attention of Courtney and Trevor. A past enemy of my dream also got affected by the commotion.
When I realized we were near them, and that I made a scene from my justified anger, I got tense and worried. This person was a part of a dream a vaguely remember having who had murdered me in that dream. So, I had to reveal what happened so I could save my ass.
He came out of his house from another street. When I saw him, I could tell he was pissed. I had to explain to him badly. I told him that he would have to see for himself, and that I would explain what had happened.
I showed him the burned down camper, the in danger of total destruction house, and the damaged monument. When we touched the monument a part of it fell to the ground. I was expecting him to attack me, but he seemed contented, and not on alert. He continued to talk which helped to calm me down. We walked around and talked for a bit before the dream ended.
And I like moths. I really like moths.
In the dream, Aiden was at my house. We were playing probably Call of Duty: Zombies. The game was paused at the moment. I looked through the blinds and out the window. There was a bee resting on the screen outside of the window. We both looked at it. Then came a moth. It straight up attacked the bee. The bee stopped moving shortly.
We thought it was dead. It was attacked by a white and blue moth. The moth itself seemed abnormally big for it size. It was taller than normal.
The bee then started to spring back to life. It was struggling to move. Then in came back the moth. The moth proceeded to rip off the bee's antennas. It was fucking brutal to watch.
I made a stupid split decision. "I'm going outside to see this," I said to Aiden, followed shortly after, "get out of the house." I ran outside but slowed down as I approached the backyard. I turned the corner to the backyard. I saw as a cat fell to the ground. I turned around and proceeded to walk to the porch. I saw Aiden walking down the steps. "Don't get out of the house. It metamorphosed," I ordered to him.
We went back inside. I locked the door. I ran to the other door, the one that opens up to the fenced off backyard. While I was doing that, I got a glimpse of a huge moth. It had metamorphosed into a tall, humanoid moth. I saw it open and close its mouth. It was very slimy, and it seemed like something was in it. I locked both the screen door, and the big, heavy, magnetic, metallic door. We then proceeded to run back into my bedroom. We could've chosen the master bedroom. We could've chosen the attic, but who knows what's up there. I've never been up there, and there's not a window up in the attic. There's also holes that lead into the roof, and therefore, the attic. We've had birds get stuck inside the walls before because of this. We could've gone in the crawlspace, which I have been down in a couple of times, but sense the entrances are accessed from outside, that's off limits. Hell, we could've gone into Courtney's room, for how much I hate that room.
There are two bins underneath my bed. They are long enough for you to lay in them. I helped Aiden to get into one, then I pushed the bin back underneath the bed. I proceeded to lay down in the other bid, and once I got settled in, I kicked the back of the bin many times to get the bin back underneath the bed. I knew that this was doomed to fail horribly, but I just needed a few minutes of denial.
The moth creature got into the house, through what I assume a hole in the roof and flew into the master bedroom via the closet in there. Where birds got stuck was in between the master bedroom and the bathroom, and Allan had to make a hole for the birds to escape. That's where I'm guessing the moth flew into. The master bedroom door was unlocked, and I believe it was opened anyway. I don't know what happened to the dogs. The moth could've killed them after it flew into the room.
Eventually, it would get to my room. It got the door open, somehow by not busting the door down. I knew at that moment we were fucked. And, lo and behold, the bins were pulled out from underneath the bed. We were both grabbed and carried outside. I don't know what happened to Aiden because the moth creature put me inside an open cocoon, and the cocoon closed up. That's where the dream ended.
I beat the shit out of some kids that were trying to do the same thing to me, I assume. Afterwards, three out of the five that were there; we talked for a bit.
I and my friend Casper were secret agents in the dream. We were given orders, and we had to find some. Casper and I took an elevator to the top of a building. Then we preceded to jump from building to building.
I watched as Casper did a daring jump to another building. "Be careful next time," I yelled to him.
I stepped down to another building. "May I use this ledge," I asked someone. I was referring to a ledge of a building that I was planning on using.
"Go ahead," they replied.
I saw on the building that Casper was standing on, there was a protruding plank that was going of the building's roof. I took a chance, took a running start, and jumped off the building I was on. My feet went down on the plank, it instantly tipped. I ran up it to get my footing on the building. I had succeeded. I heard the plank clank all the way to the ground.
I showed TatterstheBat (or Tatters; used to go by HyperGhost) the discord server I joined a couple of days ago. The Yume Nikki: Mutual Dreams server. It's a roleplaying server that reminds of what Tatters and I would act out back in the day, making me nostalgic.
I was in a big crowd of people. There was an obstacle course in front of us. Our goal was to get to the end of it first. I won almost every time (much to the others' annoyance.)
Something happened to a log entry because I didn't save the document.
I and Allan were entering a truck just to find out two children were already in there. We would learn soon enough that these two children are pieces of shit. I was listening to Marching Bands of Manhattan by Death Cab for Cutie. (Death Cab for Cutie has been playing a lot in my dreams recently for some reason.)
These kids slowly became hell spawn, for they were becoming incessant by talking, and getting rude in the process. So, what we did next; we kicked them out and drove off. Then they gave chase.
Somehow these assholes (kind of) kept up with the truck. Each time we slow down they would catch up. They tried multiple times to get back inside the truck.
We did at one point lose the girl. We were still dealing with the boy. At one point I got done with the bullshit. When the boy tried to open a door on the right of the truck, I opened my door and kicked him hard, sending him flying to the ground. Allan stopped the truck and I got out. The kid tried to attack me, but I landed another hit. I berated him, telling him what a piece of shit he was. After that I got back in the truck, and Allan drove off.
I was at a supermarket with friends. The only one I can remember, though, is Taylor.
I had slept in some house I'd never been in or had ever seen. This was all within the dream. Also, within the dream I had slept with fake teeth in. You know, like those Halloween, fake vampire, teeth things? Yeah that.
When I woke up in the dream, I wandered the house. It was like I've been in the house before because I could easily navigate to where I wanted to go, the bathroom. I took out the fake teeth. I could feel that my jaw was in discomfort.
I had headed to a room with a computer. I had contacted Jakir, and we had discussed a few topics; the main one being video games, but I did open up to having fallen asleep with the fake Halloween teeth in.
Though it didn't last long, I had this dream about this tall, stocky, possibly hairy, black creature. It was embracing me, like it was trying to comfort me. It didn't feel like an evil hold at all. It felt like a caring hug.
Yesterday, I was not having it. My sinuses were all hella wacked up. I constantly felt like I was going to pass out, even though I wasn't tired. Every subtle movement I made caused my head to be thrown into a world of pain. Then eventually my nose clogged. I eventually passed out at around six-thirty.
It seems like this creature was trying to say to me that I would be alright. I'll probably never see this creature again in my dreams, though I really want to, though I had drawn down a sketch of it; of what I could remember seeing in the flashes of my vision.
I woke up at some time at one a.m. It's now 02:06. I'm going to try to get some more sleep. I might get lucky and see this creature again.
There's this thing that was trying to attack me. The same creature I described in the previous dream swooped in and took down the attacker. I don't know what this creature's agenda is, but I feel like it just wants to protect me.
I guess I don't have a lot of protective figures in my dreams. I tend to see friends, James, Casper, Tatters, Aiden, Jakir, Taylor, Brandon L. (I don't consider Tyler G. a friend, and neither do I with Jacob. Well, any Jacob actually. Every Jacob I know in real life is a dick.) I also tend to see family. Brenda, Chip, Brandon H., Courtney, Brittany, Allan, Bud, Wayne, and many others, of course.
I guess I have strong figures/creatures in my dreams; like the dragon that guided me through Europe, phoenixes, that monstrous moth, a household full of cryptids, that tall creature in that apocalyptic I had, Perrysburg, and that one creature I got to calm down in an early dream in this log.
I don't have many protective creatures in my dreams, I guess I should say. There's the dragon mother, Perrysburg, the monsters in the camper, that one phoenix in a dream, and the new creature.
I, Casper, and Chip built a house in Minecraft. Twice a fire happened. We were then in an actual house designed after it.
My mind thought a horror movie and made my subconscious watch it. Thanks, brain. It was about a lady who goes insane.
I think this took place in Russia. It was Brenda and I. We had picked someone up; I don't know who. We explored a suburb.
There was a moment where we entered a convenient store. I only grabbed a few items. I was sick at the time (in real life.) I asked the cashier what to do. I remember him talking about that he also has allergies.
I was being stalked by someone; not by a creature like I was in a different dream. I saw a man in a field; relax. After I greeted him, he came along with me. We went to a field. I met up with someone else.
The field was terribly overgrown. There's an area where you can barely see over it. (The perfect opportunity for a stalker to watch me.)
However, I got wind of what was happening quickly. I saw movement over the tall grass. I ran around the grass patch. I saw someone fleeing in the distance. I gave chase.
I caught up quite quickly. We were in the driveway. He sprayed himself with something. (They must've known I have a problem with perfume, cologne, air fresheners, etc.) I didn't pay attention to it. I put them in a chokehold and led hem back to the field.
"I got the shit tit," I announced to the others. Courtney and Trevor were four-wheel driving. They stopped (and almost ran over his dogs that were with me.) Courtney laughed at my comment.
Sometimes I just lose my mind in a dream.
What is with my subconscious and apocalyptic scenarios? It's like it is its fucking crush.
Well, this time it seemed like it was another bodysnatcher apocalypse. Groovy. There was a twist to it, though. They were based on sound. Specifically, they were affected by voices. Let me explain. The taken would charge only when they heard voices. They weren't affected by the sound of movement, usually; I don't remember one being affected by the sound of movement. To evade them you had to be completely silent. You would have mastered the art of silent breathing, which is hard when you're running away from a taken.
I was a survivor. Of course, I was. I was in a group that had dwindled over time. I remember there being two siblings in the group. I remember Aoi Asahina from Danganronpa being in the group as well. I remember there being more people than eight. I also remember there being more females than males.
It was hard trying to evade the taken because, with the exclusion being able to make movement noises, you had to try to not make any verbal noises, which is hard to do when you're trying to run away from one, especially when you have Asthma, like me.
We had found out who was the hive mind. I and the ones that were left at the time, being four others, had sent up a trap for the hive mind. I had to be the guinea pig, so a pack of taken were chasing me. The hive mind was the closest to me. I was running past me. I had yelled for Aoi to activate the trap. "Asa, now!" I yelled.
"I don't know how I feel about this," Asahina called back before activating the trap. I got back to the group and turned around. The hive mind was trapped in a heavy-duty net surrounded by a group of taken. That's where the dream ended. I'm assuming we killed the takens, and then the hive mind next.
Okay, this one felt real. What I did in the dream was take my pills, which I need to be doing. Hard when I am constantly falling asleep early.
I went in the living room and setup to record an episode of Tomodachi Life: Rakinara Island, a playthrough of Tomodachi Life, if that wasn't obvious by now. I kept on getting distracted, however, during the recording. I went to organize my records, which were oddly in the living room again. I then went out into the kitchen.
I then saw someone out in the front yard. I stealthily locked the front and back doors. I then saw Allan get them out of the front yard. That's when I decided to go out on the porch. There were two bikers in the driveway. I had a pleasant conversation with one of them. I was listening to Siene. For some reason he brought up that it gave him Pink Floyd vibes. Trust me when I say that that does not make any damn sense.
There was a battle going on. I don't exactly know all the details. We were running around in a building. Somebody in the group destroys a part of the wall.
My sleep schedule is still fucked up as hell. I passed out at four in the afternoon. Fuck. Well, what dreams can I remember as I forced myself to stay asleep, in hopes to wake up at three, but alas, I obviously failed.
I was in some house that had three laptops. Apparently, they were all mine. I turned on the one I never seen before. I was instantly in a meeting. I was talking to this guy from Ireland about life advice.
In another dream, I was at my grandfather, Wayne's house. Someone randomly knocked on the door. I stood up and hesitated to go to the door. No one else was going to the door, so I has to.
Behind the door was Brandon, my brother. It seems he had just gotten out of prison, and he was paying us a visit.
I was on an adventure. This dream continued from another dream. I remember someone dropping something and not being able to find it, so they had to abandon it.
Man, my subconscious sure loves Danganronpa. I and Gonta were on an island. There may have been others on the island.
I went to find a tree. When I did, I made a raft out of the tree.
I brought it the shore. I had made it big enough for two, because I only knew of Gonta being on the island with me. I then made my preparations. I gathered food and water, and any equipment we needed just in case. I explained what was going on to Gonta. After that, we set sail.
We had conversations whilst sailing. I caught a fish. I had to be safe if we didn't have enough rations.
The dream flash-forward. It was the morning. I was awake. Gonta was sleeping. I saw up ahead, land. I snapped my fingers multiple times to try to get the attention of Gonta; that failed.
"Gonta!"
"What?" He sprang up.
"We have found land," I announced.
When the raft reached the shore, we got off. We saw wolves emerge from the trees. They (slowly) surrounded Gonta. They weren't being vicious at all. It was almost like they were curious. In fact, they were being careful and caring. This pack of wolves watched over Gonta. I brought them back to them.
December 12, 2020
I was in an elevator. It was in a high school. There were three students in there with me. One was being a bully to a different student. There was another student that was standing in a back corner. I tried the stopped the shenanigans, but that was futile. The shenanigans stopped anyways once the doors opened.
We saw in front of us at the inter-section of the hallway, a pile of bodies. There was a red tinge to the school. We all cautiously walked out of the elevator. We slowly turned the hall, and everywhere still had a red tinge to it. It was some Silent Hill shit.
I had a dream where I was an interning doctor.
I've no clue how the rest of the month is going to look. This log has grown to be very sporadic. I'm not sure why.
Well, anyway, I was in some house. There were two kids pretending to be superheroes. It either got to their head, or they actually became superheroes, because they left the house and a montage plays of them traveling. I don't know what the hell my subconscious was taking, but it was taking something. It felt like that scene in the movie Charlie in the Chocolate Factory, where a young Willy Wonka is "traveling", but he's just walking to a background of country flags. It felt like that. The kids got on this skateboard and went off.
For half of the dream, I was with these children. I really didn't mind. Honestly, the kids were quite alright to hang around even despite the fact that I was way older than them. I was encouraging them to be what they wanted to be. That’s why I think that had gone off on their adventure.
Throughout the dream, I was eating pretzel nuggets. Basically, it's a pretzel with filling. They were peanut butter filled.
After the kids left, the dream shifted to its second part.
There were a group of teenagers to young adults discussing about something. I was watching them. They acknowledged I was there, but they didn't seem to care much. I wasn't associated with them. I was still eating pretzel nuggets. Their conversation seemed ominous. It felt like some "I Know What You Did Last Summer" vibes. The dream was trying to become a horror now? After it had been wholesome? Sounds about right. I woke up shortly after anyway before anything bad could happen.
What did I do after waking up? I ate about a handful of pretzel nuggets.
I was talking to Kevan Brighting whilst on a plane.
In a dream I saw this enormous eldritch-like creature taking up an area.
There were these aliens; way taller than me, I can tell you that. They were giving people around me, and including me, questionnaires. I can't tell if it was for nefarious purposes or not. I had an uneasy feeling about it, but I also had an unsure feeling about them. Were they evil, or were they just curious?
I saw a very transparent object that to me looks like a camera. I looked around at everyone I could see being interviewed. No one else seemed to acknowledge any camera filming them. I started to approach the object in order to better observe it, but the alien stretched out one of its arms and pushed me back away from it. I apologized and they continued asking questions.
<h1> January, 2021 </h1>
Okay, that's throwing me off. Two-thousand and twenty-one. Fucking hell, man.
Anyway, I was in a conversation with Shraynar. We've talked for quite a bit. We were in a building that I think was a store. The windows were covered with blinds. Shraynar went to open one of the blinds and in shined a violent red light that started to engulf the store, so we had to make our exit, going down aisles.
It was like Danganronpa, but not it exactly. It was strange.
So how this game worked was, there were a shit ton of people in a complex. Thirty-two, if you're wondering. Every night there were select watchers. When a trial has to occur for the death for one or multiple people, there's a vote to find the killer. I don't think there was any punishment if you didn't find the killer. Honestly, this dream was more like Town of Salem than Danganronpa. After the trial, if it was a success, there would be a reward given to who was the best survivor that time. The game would reach its end once five players remained.
Everyone there were people I remember meeting in real life. That doesn't mean that I remember their names. The ones I remember were Jakir, Tim, I think Emma, Ashley (if that is her name), Hunter, Ethan, and Janiya.
Things that I remember from the dream was that at one point, during one of the nights, four murders happened. I witness all of them. The culprit was Ethan.
It was a normal day, both outside and inside. I was minding my business. Suddenly, an explosion went off. The ground rocked violently. Once the commotion stopped, I went out to investigate.
I expected to see a crater. I saw something weirder. The area seemed dead. No grass, no leaves, no trees, etc. Except on these bulbous growth spots on the surface. Life was thriving on these weird hills.
I ran to one of the hills where there was thriving grass, a swing set, and other people. There were two boys, one girl younger than the boys, a grown male, and a grown female; clearly, they were a family. The children couldn't even comprehend what was going on; they were really young.
Next to our left there was a hill with around twelve people on it, all confused. In the distance I saw a house. It was partly buried inside one of these hills, with nature taking over.
A thought came to mind. "Well, this is in no way natural. No one on this planet would be able to produce this. "This seems like an extra-terrestrial attack. We can manage with this. We can adapt." This was oddly optimistic. Maybe despite being attack by something extra-terrestrial, we may, in the context of this dream, have extra-terrestrial allies as well.
Once I was done being in deep thought, I sat down on a swing, and started to sing.
You got to love having two fucked up dreams right after each other.
I was in my room working on something. Suddenly, I see something fly across the sky. Whatever it was, it landed in the track. I assumed it was a spacecraft, because shortly afterwards I saw a creature approaching the houses.
I ran out of my room and saw Brenda in the kitchen. I announced to her that something was approaching the house. As she questioned me, the creature got to the porch.
They broke in. It was a person. They were in a trance. They charged at us so we had to fight. We neutralized the threat.
I went outside to hopefully see what caused this. There was something in the air. It didn't look metallic, or like it was built. I was wrong on my assumption of it being a spacecraft. It was a living creature. I'm assuming it had drove that person insane and made it attack us.
So, this next dream is a good example of a "what the fuck is going on" dream. I was waiting to have a meeting with a therapist. There were two people that had the same therapist, so they were attending the same meeting (which makes no fucking sense.)
I walked around to keep myself occupied. It seemed like an hour had passed by. The guy that had the same meeting as I had this beaker containing something. He said it was a blueberry mix.
Somebody finally got a whim of me walking aimlessly, realizing I've been there for a while. She approached me and told me that she'll get the therapist ready.
I walked out to the garage only to see Brandon Link in there. Apparently, he had moved in there, which I'm still trying to understand how that works.
He soon would host a party that I grudgedly took part in. Something about painting on your face made me just, unreasonably pissy, especially when it was just for fun. I eventually did so, out of malicious compliance, and drew a line on my forehead.
I was visiting my house. I had a daughter with me in the dream. So, it's my childhood house we're visiting.
Belko Experiment-like dream
Well, not exactly a dream, I woke up this night with paralysis. While my torso was awake, my legs were asleep. My legs are also at an angle. There was stuff underneath my legs. It was a pile of clothes. I had to shake around to wake my legs up.
I have had quite the history with sleep paralysis. It returning randomly, partially, is kind of weird. It seems that old traits don't like to die.
I had a tame dream for once. I was doing some roleplay on discord. My brother, Brandon, walked into the living room. I explained to him what I was doing.
I put on Death Cab for Cutie's album, Plans, and we both listened to it. Brenda walked in, barely awake from just waking up. Brandon got up and brought in a package.
I was on a road trip with Allan, a boy around the age of thirteen, and I think my father, Chip. Us four were driving around the west side of the inland United States. Where were we going? I don't know. It looked like we were in Nevada.
I remember asking the child if he knew of the band, Russian Circles. He answered excitedly, and that felt awesome.
I watched as we drove past cactus-like trees. (Are cacti trees? Maybe.) I had my radio in my hand.
We went to this water park. I was hesitant on entering. I eventually decided to enter. I went down only one slide. Afterwards, I realized I still had my radio in a pant pocket. It surprisingly still worked. The text was garbled with Cyrillic letters. I could figure out, though, what was playing. It was a Los Campesinos! song.
Out of nowhere I was back at my house. Courtney and Trever were doing something. It wasn't a long segment.
I was then back with the group. I didn't expect this next part. Godzilla of all things were there. Next thing I know, we're on Godzilla's back, getting a ride.
This dream went from normal to "what."
I went in my house. There were people in there. I recognized my father, but the other three I didn't. There was a middle-aged lady, a well-built guy, and someone who was in a box, kind of. Whenever he sat down, the area around him would become a box. Apparently, he had surgery done. He was in pain. When he groaned in pain, I felt the pain.
Chip, I, and the others went outside. It was now snowing heavily. They were going to Taco Bell. I didn't. I went to the backyard.
There was a party going on in the garage. The garage door was for some inexplicable reason still open.
A girl came up to me. She said something about my age. Something like "I would be someone else if I was older." I don't know, it was stupid. I rolled her around, accidentally making her hit the garage.
Anyway, I apologized for that. We walked around and talked a bit, until we went on swings. I started singing "Blank Cubicle" by C418.
I was outside before daybreak, swinging and singing, like I usually do. Suddenly, in the sky, objects grew. The moon looked bigger, and two other objects grew in size. It was Jupiter and Saturn. I stopped my music and walked around, baffled at what I had witnessed.
I started hearing music behind me, of what I could only explain as a classic pop rock song, like something by Hall & Oates. There was a red truck full of people decked out in military gear. That's about it for that.
A different dream time. I was walking around this city. I was going to someone’s house. I saw two massive mansions. In fact, there was one behind the house I was going to. The other mansion was enormous. At the top it was spewing something that didn't look like smoke into the sky.
I eventually figured out what house I needed to go to. I was welcomed in by a man maybe in his late thirties. He had already prepared something for me to eat. I asked about the enormous mansion, and of what it was beaming. He explained it was something to control the town. We were then shortly after attacked. The dark, comedic timing.
There was a group a people staring at this thing. How I would describe it is a cloud on the ground, stretched out over several yards. (Gah, I'm American.) Or, stretched over several meters. (Hopefully that's better.) People started walking through it. I was hesitant. I kneeled down and felt the object. It felt silky, I guess.
Brandon was out of prison. I shortly moved out of the house.
I struggled finding a place. I found a house that the people in were okay with me staying for a bit, but I still wanted to keep looking around.
I kept walking around until I somehow ended up back at my house. The area had an uneasy feel to it. The car inside was filled with snow. I looked around for my family, but they were gone.
The neighbors were still around. I asked if they knew where they went. Alas, they didn't.
I started to become desperate. I shifted things around frantically in the car. I heard people shouting back at me, like the neighbors, in a condescending way. Then the dream ended, and I woke up.
I was swinging outside, listening to music. I watch as something flies overhead. I try to film it. Inexplicably, however, my phone just turns off. I was confused, so I just kept holding onto my radio and put my phone away. Whatever the object was proceeded to land in the backyard. I felt wind go right through me as it landed. It was definitely a spaceship. A very small one from the view outside of it. I was just stuck watching, waiting for something to come out of it. Eventually, the top of it opens and something crawls out. An alien, of course. Not a typical one though. Dead weight. A weird look to them. Now I have to make a note that I am adding to what I had over a year from when I had this dream. I don't know why I took so long to finish this, but that's what happens sometimes. So, my memory is a bit fuzzy of the details. Let's say they were kind of my height. They were possibly just a little smaller. It could have had four eyes. Their body did not look like what you're probably imagining, though they were bipedal. It stared at me and the item I had in my hand, which was my radio. I tried to explain that it was just a radio. It didn't want to be filmed and I could tell, so I thought that that would calm it down.
It started to speak. I couldn't understand it at first until out of nowhere it started to speak English. We greeted each other and started to walk around. We went to the dirt track outside and wandered around the perimeter of the track. I asked what was up with the different colored patches of grass. They said they were landing spots.
Eventually, we returned to the backyard. They seemed to be happy with the conversation they had with me. They proceeded to climb back into their spaceship and got ready to go back home.
I was at a house that apparently was owned by Mark. We were talking. About what, I don't know. I was laying on a couch. Suddenly, I spotted a cat. I tried to avoid it, but it jumped on the couch and climbed over me. I'm allergic to cats. This allergy has sent me to the hospital multiple times. I rolled off the couch to get the cat off of me, but it landed on my abdomen. It proceeded to get off and go somewhere else, thankfully. I stood up, and a few seconds later I started coughing badly. Eventually, I was able to stop coughing, and I sat down on a loft.
I've been sick for a few days now. Tonight, I had a stress dream, I guess you could call them.
There was this guy by the name of Akivak, which, I swear I've heard that name from somewhere, in the dream. He was an editor. He was trying to edit wikias, the ones that I created. However, some of them were shut down for inactivity. He freaked out, and well, I'm a bit stressed as well.
There was a mission to climb a mountain. With a small group, including a dog, a tall man, and an avid outdoorsman, we managed to cross a river quickly.
We managed to climb up a big chunk of the mountain. We found a little settlement. I had talked to this very nice, African American couple. The man seemed to be going through a lot of pain, I believe. I talked to him to calm him down and gave him company. I remember in the dream I was wearing red clothing. Also, oddly, the dream shifted a lot to focus on the dog in the group.
We never did get to the top of the mountain. I don't know what our goal was. Maybe our goal was to get to that settlement.
<p> This other dream I had was full of these false, Final Destination-like omens that amounted to nothing in the end. Instead, the ending of the dream ended so peacefully. </p>
<p> Let me explain. We were somewhere. Brenda and I went hastily into a car, because I felt off about an area. We went to a gas station. Brandon and Courtney were there. Brenda was putting gas in the car. The price meter stopped at 6.66. I got out of the car and walked to a field. Why was I acting like this? I'm an Atheist. </p>
<p> There was a fire in the field. It dissipated as I approached it. There's a patch of charred grass. Across it is an untouched patch of grass. I say, "Well; if I am to die, I'll be in between heaven and hell." I sit down in between the two patches. Nothing happened to me. </p>
I was at Wayne's house with my family. Travis kept on being a little shit; climbing through fences, breaking things, trying to get into things that he shouldn't be getting into. I got fed up and yelled at him, not at the top of my throat, but loud enough to make him stop and start to cry. Courtney and Brenda tried to reprimand me, but I didn't listen. Travis was giving Wayne and I hell. The kid had it coming.
I was in an apocalyptic dream. Whatever the type of apocalypse dream is something that I am not aware of yet. All I know is that I had a dream about this before. I swear I have, but I don't remember what day. I'll put whatever I had in that dream into this entry because it'll add some more context.
I was in a city, I think. It could easily not have been a city, and it could've been something like downtown Muskegon. It did look more like a Ludington type of city
Anyhow, I went to some apartment. I know that in the last dream I had of this dream, (weird sentence,) I would see an indicator on the door, stating I could interact with it, like it was in a video game. However, I wasn't seeing it this time. So, I had something that was flying in the air, fire at the door to break it down.
Now, this apartment has a friend of mine inside. Let's say, Casper. He reacted accordingly. "What the hell?!" I apologized about the door and said that I would fix it, which I did.
I noticed that the apartment was connected to another apartment. I had a feeling that whoever was in that apartment was evil, and that I've seen them before, so I warned Casper about them. The guy I was warning about was, from my memory, at least, tall, beardless, I believe, but I think he had a mustache. I'm not good with hair, but I believe his hair was black. I remember that he gave off a terrible vibe. I could tell he was planning some scheme.
I was visiting some man. He had pet spiders. I played with the spiders.
My mother apparently got into a band. She showed me a music video of one of her band's songs. The video was weird, but the song was nice.
There were four people and a dog trapped on top of a burning lighthouse. None of their names were said, but one was a female, the others were male, and I don't know what the dog breed was. They all seemed to be different nationalities. One was Slavic, one was French, one I think was possibly English, and one was African. Well, some insane thing happened that caused the lady to get beheaded, the French man to get stabbed in the eye, and the other two to jump off the lighthouse and land in a lake.
The only survivor was the African man. He was in shock at everything that had happened. He had to swim to a shore off in the distance.
This is one of those dreams where you're not a part of at all; you're just an observer.
October 17, 2021
I had a dream where, I think a hornet, stung me, I didn't give one shit.
My brother and I were in a zombie apocalypse.
I was holding and petting a bee. Someone came around and tried to harm them with water and I got mad. I walked off with the bee to avoid it getting hurt more.
I was in Brandon's room, I'm assuming. There were many people in there, like Link and Courtney. I remember watching a Russian comedy sketch online.
Brandon had gotten a lot of new games. The games were for PlayStation and PlayStation 2. I was playing this RPG that was a hack of Portal 2, that was humorous, weird, and confusing.
I eventually sifted through a bit of the other games until one really caught my eye. It was this PlayStation 2 game that I don't remember the title, which looked like a mix of No Man's Sky and the Titanfall franchise. I showed the game to Brandon. He said that CD Exchange gave him the ISOs of the games. I said I would ask him for it if I enjoyed the game. I never did get to play it because I woke up.
This one was a certain kind of fucked up. Well, this dream started with Brandon, Josh and I talking. Brandon mentioned that he thought one of his friends went missing. There was a lake off in the distance. I wandered around as I do. I glanced over to the lake and noticed that the shallow water was red. I approached the lake, only to find what looked like three bodies washed up to the shore, covered in blood. I was affected by the sight. I faced away, almost vomited, and ran back to the two to explain what I saw.
We returned back to the house. It wasn’t like my real-life house. It was a lot fancier. Now, it wasn’t perfect; nothing is. It was still more high end than mine. It had a view of the lake. It wasn’t a beach house. It wasn’t on the shore, and it was up on a hill. The house was white, and I think it had two floors.
Us four went over to the lake, where I stayed far behind. Brenda commented on the state of the bodies when more floated up to the shore. I started panicking, fully believing that there was a serial killer on the loose. That’s when I spotted a lake off in the distance dropping bodies into the lake. That’s when I figured out that they weren’t bodies. They were fucking props for a horror movie that somebody handled really damn poorly. Thanks, dick, for not telling anybody.
There was this lady that kept bothering me. She kept threatening me with having my property taken back, even though she isn’t my landlord. So, what did I do in response to this? I formulated a plan.
I assembled a team of Cameron, Danielle, and an actual landlord, to take down this nuisance.
It was a dream of the choir revue show. I asked if I could participate in it. I was never in choir. I had my acoustic guitar with me. Before my performance, a string came undone. I couldn’t reset the strings, so people tried replacing them. Everything went wrong on each performance, but I soldiered on. I thought I did well on the second performance, but the third one was a disaster. Everything that could go wrong did go wrong.
When the performance was done, my mother showed me a video of me playing my part. Everything was fine, no broken guitar. I was confused but accepted it.
This better not be a sign.
I was watching an Emkay video. Lexi mentioned a site that was bad. Apparently, that’s when said site had opened on my computer without me realizing it at first. Shit tried to open up but I had stopped it quickly.
Helping a lady renovate her building
I was trying to get to Ludington to visit my father. Muskegon and Ludington are an hour apart if you’re simply driving there. However, I was trying to get there via riding a bicycle. Imagine that time jump. It would probably add hours. You know with dreams; nothing is normal.
I got on my bike and started and started riding down my home road. I remember talking with someone who doubted that I could make it all the way to Ludington by only using a bike. I was adamant about proving them wrong. I cycled passed a set of lakes and crossed over a bridge, where right after crossing I crashed. I got back on the bike and crossed through a patch of woods, where I almost rode off a cliff, so I had to find a new route. I did, and in just a few minutes, I was reaching my father’s house. You really can do the impossible in dreams.
Bus 7 was nowhere to be seen. It was raining, and there were a sea of students trying to figure out what was happening. No bus was coming, but the bus driver was. We were going to have to walk.
We walked down streets I don’t even remember in my life. I saw parts of Muskegon that I’m not sure even exist.
Somehow, this led us to space. A lot of people were left behind at this point. I remember seeing Wilbur around in space, and a few others. None of us could contact anyone because we were out in space. We had to figure out some.
One of the people out in space noticed that there was this structure in space. I went to it and looked around. I found this item that was a camera receiver. It only filmed in black and white, but it could broadcast to anywhere. It was our only chance of getting to Earth, back to Muskegon. I started a broadcast, and shortly after, the dream ended.
I had a spy dream that I know I had some time before. Let's see, what can I remember of it? I remember that it started off with me really young. I'm being trained as a future spy. I go up in this elevator and try to find this man that has candy, then I go back to where I was. I apparently didn't read all the instructions correct because I failed it when I thought I did.
The dream then jumps ahead several years. I'm like a young adult at this point. There is a ceremony for agent graduation. I know in this dream I earned an award, But when I originally had this dream, I did not.
The location I was in for half of a dream was this giant skyscraper, I'm guessing. There was like an entire ecosystem inside. Everybody that lived there was a part of this agency. The agency had several families and in everybody was basically born to be an agent.
The dream goes forward a few years and I find myself in the trenches. My best friend James was there doing something. Meanwhile, my father was there and I was supposed to clean up the place. Yes, clean all of the trenches. All of the rooms that were created in these Burrows. My dad did help me and he also commented on stuff that I was interested in that was in these trenches. Apparently, there are things that he really liked to collect but I cannot for the life of me remember exactly what it was.
Eventually I get done with cleaning the trenches, and I go somewhere else that was nearby. There were a few houses that were close to the trenches, and there were people that were living in them. I remember there was this kid that was always in this dream whenever I had it. I can't fault them too much for being a child, but they were pretty annoying. At some point I run into another friend of mine, Jakir. Hopefully you remember seeing that name because he is in a really early dream in this log. I haven't really been able to talk to him for a while. I have doubts that I will never be able to talk to him again, which is pretty dang sad because he's a great guy. He's a great artist, is very kindhearted, and is pretty funny. When I ran into him in the dream, I made a joke. I basically said, “what if there was an agent version of Impractical Jokers?” He laughed at my comment and that made me feel really good.
I never really did get to go on a high espionage mission in this dream. I don't know exactly when I woke up, but everything after this point is fuzzy. I think I remember there being a scene where we had to chase the girl around a house because she was being relentless. But at that point I'm out of ideas of what this dream was.
Three cops were being chased by two people on a motorcycle. One of the cops got shot in the head, so the remaining cops returned the favor and shot back at one of the criminals. One went down, but the other stayed on the chase. With some science fiction-like weapon, the cop in the back seat destroyed the motorcycle, in effect, killing the remaining criminal.
The other dream I had was just a simple dream where I was cooking, probably with a group.
Any FBI agent listening to me speak, this was a dream and not real life. And still it was a fucked up dream. I was getting ready to go to school. I was already pretty late, so I was stressed trying to get everything packed as fast as possible. Some random people drove into our driveway. I looked outside to see a group of people that looked pretty similar to each other. Brandon was still on the porch. Brenda and I left the house while Brandon still stayed on the porch. We interacted with the guy who pulled into the driveway. There was a little girl on end of our driveway trying to tell us something about band. The guy agreed to bring us to the school. We really shouldn't have listened. He drove through the field to get to the road.
Somehow we ended up in downtown Muskegon. I was getting stressed out by how close the road was from the buildings. The car barely had any legroom to drive on the road before it would collide with any structure. I remember the guy pulling into road called Mr. Happy, which I doubt exists here. This road was completely flooded and once he went and his car got destroyed. He was able to pull out of the road before the car locked up and drive a little bit until something in the car just made it stop in show an ad for a mechanic.
He led us to a house and we preceded to follow him inside. I started feeling uneasy about the whole situation. I remember telling my mom that I just wanted to be at school. For some reason they started to drink; the two adults started to drink. My mom said it was an excuse to say that the two of them weren't related. That just made me confused, so I stayed in the kitchen. I open the refrigerator and what was staring back at me was the top half of some human’s head. I opened the refrigerator just to find more body parts and everything clicked in. “Fuck” is all I can describe of what was on my mind. I exited the house and tried to call for my mom to follow, and then I heard something go through her. She had been stabbed in the head.
Instead of running away, I fought back. This guy led us to this place to kill us, so I was going to return the favor and absolutely destroy him. I had to grab the knife out of my mother's head and fight him with it. We had a scuffle that ended with me being successful after I dove the knife into his skull.
Then in came his daughter. She saw the sight in front of her and went to kill me. I had to fight back for my life. This one lasted longer than the man I had to fight for my life against. She ended up cornering me in her room, but I still kept on fighting. Our skirmish ended with me slicing at her skull. Pretty much dead center in the middle, pun not intended. There was this deformed baby that was constantly crawling around and I just avoided it. I was not about to attack a child. The daughter was pretty much at that adult age.
Suddenly, on the ground there was a body. This lady rose up from the living room. I figured out pretty quickly that it was the man's wife. I had to fight for my life again. She was a pretty rough one to avoid. But eventually, when we got into the kitchen, I was able to get a slice at her head. It was an angle just right enough for her to die. After that, I fled that fucking house as fast as I could.
Now again, for any FBI agent listening to this, I woke up from this dream at that point. This was a dream, not real life. I am a pacifist. This was one of the more fucked up dreams I've had. This was borderline a slasher film. You know, like the film, “You're Next.” I really did embody the “I'm not trapped in here with you. You're trapped in here with me,” statement, huh?
I had two dreams, but I can only remember one of them. It was like it was a game show themed around Evil Dead. You go through a series of rooms and try to escape, whilst trying to avoid the Deadites. Never stated what the names of the creatures were, but because of how evil dead the dream felt like or evil dead, the location felt like I'm just going to state it was the Deadites. There being secret entrances to rooms, things being covered by towels or blankets or whatever they were using, I don't know. Obviously, ghouls were around. It could work as a game show honestly. There aren't a lot of horror themed game shows around anymore. And speaking of Evil Dead, on the 13th of this month, the new Evil Dead Video game released. Of course, it was released on the 13th because it was a Friday.
Continuing this recent thread of horror themed dreams, I had a dream where I was the monster. I wasn't like an evil monster, but I was still the monster. I was like some eldritch or Lovecraftian creature that was hunting down people who were stressed or were hiding something. I remember I had to interact with a girl. She was really upset. I don't remember exactly why she was upset, but there was, like, this fight. We had a fight. It was like an RPG styled fight. I think the goal was to free her from something because at the end of the fight it was revealed that she was a ghost. She just faded away.
The second person I had to interact with was this rambunctious boy. They were kind of a bit of a troublemaker. I sensed that they had this hidden fact about them. Like they were trying to keep something contained that had happened to them. He clearly didn't want anybody to know. And here went the second battle of the dream where I had to figure out what the kid was trying to forget. He's more determined to forget what he had suffered from to the point where I had to effectively break reality to intimidate him. I warped reality until this room of red appeared. He was trying to not go in, so I had to pull him in it before the room closed itself off. I constantly asked him what he was afraid of, which of course, he would be afraid of me. I was this Eldritch creature. I really didn't want to scare him, but I felt like that was the only way that I was going to get information out of him. Eventually, his mind started to buckle and I got to see what had happened to him. Someone that he knew had done something very wrong to him. I had to calm him down and tell him that I would figure out how to fix all this. I opened the red room back to let him access his house again and I went looking for his mother that was still in the house.
When I found her, she was in the living room playing a video game. Can I tell you what game? I don't know what game it was. All I know is it was an online game. She was talking to someone, but I couldn't figure out who, however, the voice did sound male. I asked her who she was talking to and she said it was a friend. She also said that he was like a therapist for her son. I asked her if she knew if somebody did something to her child and I watched as everything clicked for her. I think I've given enough hints to everybody to know what the kid had gone through. I mean, her reaction when I asked that was; “goddamn it.” I proceeded to ask her if she knew where this friend of hers job was. She gave me some street names that I can't remember what it was. Either way, I was off to said location, probably getting ready to kick this guy’s ass. A.K.A., giving this guy some eldritch justice.
Anyway, I feel like something like this dream could work well for a video game. You’re some eldritch beast that's not evil, but instead you're trying to help people out by stopping their fears or by taking down evil people who did terrible things to innocent people. Kind of like a reverse horror game in a way. You're “the monster,” but you're not the monster.
I was in a thrift store of some kind with Brenda. I noticed a Resident Evil 4 vinyl and a Clash cassette. I also grabbed something for a cassette tape that could hopefully hook up to a computer so I can digitally back up cassette tapes. The vinyl cost probably around $25. You have to put into perspective that it is a soundtrack for a video game, so, of course, it's going to be a lot. Looking up how much the Resident Evil 4 vinyl actually cost, it's more than that. Think two-hundred fucking dollars. Obscene, I know. If this dream was real, I would have gotten a fucking steal. Which it has happened before. What I mean by that is that I gotten something for really cheap when it costs a hell of a lot for collectors. I also got one of the last copies of one of the physical versions of Synthetic Core 88 by Equip. I'll eventually come around to putting an image of that on here if I remember to do so. I remembered the cashier commenting on the Resident Evil 4 vinyl and the price of it, saying that he sees people get surprised by those prices. I also remember asking him about the cord I got, wondering if it would work for a computer.
On the drive home, Brenda and I discussed about The Beatles and the Clash. Those are two bands that I don't listen to. I have been thinking of checking out Beatles for a while. I just have not got around to it. Once we pulled into the driveway of the house, I gathered my belongings and went out of the car. The dream ended after that.
On the topic of horror video games, I've been working on a soundtrack for one. I guess it's not flat out horror, but there are horror aspects into it and I do label it a horror game. It is inspired by Yume Nikki. That's always been an inspiration for me for years. That is a childhood game and my favorite game of all time. In fact, I've been working on three Yume Nikki fangames; Scortalo in the 316th Dimension, The Grand Horizon, And the one that has been in the longest development, and obviously you know what it is, Michigander.
Yet another apocalyptic dream. There are things crawling around on the ground. It was like the Graboids from the movie franchise Tremors. I remember watching one of these things take a cop into the ground. Then shrubbery grew over the hole that was made. They didn't seem to detect vibrations in the earth unlike the Graboids, but they still did move through the ground. I ran into an opening in someone's house. It was like a basement. I saw that there were a couple of cats in a side room. Across the street, in another house there was a cat that was staring at me. I looked over at it and did some hand signals. It ran across the street and jumped on me before those creatures outside could get to it. So now I have this cat on me during this apocalypse. You know how ironic this is? I just let a cat on me when I am very allergic to cats. But since it's an apocalypse, I guess I don't really give a fuck.
We settled in their living room. I remember putting the cat down when I was in their kitchen. Brandon came running into the house. He was holding some strange device as well as a PlayStation console. The PlayStation console aside the device that he had was apparently supposed to protect us. Like it was supposed to keep away these creatures. He started to play a game on the console. The dream ended shortly after that.
It dealt with a different world. It was full of giant bugs, ghouls and zombies, and hippies. I remember sitting with the hippies at one point.
<h1> July, 2022 </h1>
I really need to stay up to date on this log. I'm not sure if this was July 3rd or July 4th. I actually want to say it was July 3rd. I was at a party. It was actually more of a gathering and I'll tell you why later. There were a lot of children around. There were not many adults. I saw this as really peculiar. I roamed around the backyard of some house.
In the backyard there was a platform. Next to it was this small shed. There were a lot of kids around this area. I started hearing the children singing. The words were really ominous and it made it even worse when a few of the adults continued with them. To my horror, I found out that they were sacrificing one of their own. Children were sacrificing children. They brought one of the kids into that shed and there was an insane amount of sound, followed by a dark light emanating from the shed. I tried to get away from the location as fast as I could. I had to be stealthy, however, because I was surrounded by people.
I ran into one of the adults. She looked really confused and I had to explain to them that this was a cult. But I didn't want to see it out in the open so we went into the house. I also found Brandon amongst the crowd. The trio of us proceeded to leave the house where we were then interrogated by three kids. They were threatening us, so we fought back and… neutralized them. The dream ended right after that.
I was grabbing things out of a car. I was apparently originally with a group of five other people. I was getting ready to join them in a big forest. When I was approaching the forest something warned me to not enter the forest.
On the outskirts of the forest, I heard some type of cat being attacked by an animal. I ended up walking out of the forest after that. Something approached me anyway. It was like some type of Wolf. This wolf, however, was not a natural wolf. What I mean by that, it was not a wolf that is recognized by us. There was also a cat that was with him. The Wolf started to talk to me. It told me to not enter the forest, saying that there was a greater evil in there. I told him that my friends were still inside of the forest. He reluctantly let me enter but was adamant on coming with me.
Not too far in the forest we found one of the people. His left leg had been torn off. Well, the bottom of his left leg. He was bleeding a lot on the grass. He looked up at me in horror. He told us that something had already gotten to the others, and that they were already far too infected. He told us to leave. I took his word and fled the forest. The Wolf and the cat followed suit.
When the three of us got out of the forest, something changed. I turned around to see the forest. It was just a long, beige wall with lights on it. The wall had blocked off the forest. I don't know how it got there so quick. It just appeared. I ran to the car. The car wasn't parked somewhere strange. It was just in a parking lot. The parking lot was mostly abandoned. There were a few cars parked there. It felt empty because the parking lot was a big parking lot. We got in the car and left the area.
The other dream was way tamer. Brenda and I were going somewhere. I was really uncomfortable about the situation. The reason why I was uncomfortable was because we were in a plane. Brenda was taking me to Alaska. I've always wanted to go to Alaska, but I've been afraid to go to Alaska because the main way of transportation to get there and to get out of there is with a plane. I'm afraid of heights. I'm nervous about getting on planes. I've never been on a plane, except for my dreams. The plant took off and I remember looking out of the windows release skittishly. I don't like heights, man, okay?
So, I don't know what to think. I've been losing my grip on reality, I feel like. For the past week, I've been really struggling with consciousness. I can't stay awake and I can't stay asleep. I've been having these constant dreams all throughout the day, and because of these dreams I am doubting if I'm awake or not. I don't know how many times I've already passed out today. I've been struggling to even stay focused in meetings. I don't really know what's going on anymore. My insomnia has gotten this damn bad.
And the dreams have not gotten any more understandable. A lot of my dreams have been more horror themed recently. But a lot of them also have been related to reality. Like they felt real until I've woken up and realized that they were a dream. It's just another aspect of my losing grip of reality.
Speaking of dreams, the one I woke up to recently, which is also 1:48 PM as of writing this, was weird as fuck. It was like a musical. I don't know why or how this would ever exist, but it was a musical that mixed both SpongeBob SquarePants and the Pokémon anime. Why was I in it? Why was the person who made it called Team Rocket? Why did I look like a character from Lazy Town? I remember being in my old van while watching this musical. I don't know why but a part made me jump. It wasn't scary, no, but it for some reason gave me vertigo. Also, the musical was actually really good. When I walked out of the van after watching it, I commented that I looked like a member of Lazy Town. One of the people in charge of the musical said Something down the lines of it being an experience seeing yourself on a television. I was wearing my steampunk hat. That's probably why it made me feel like I was a member of that show. I've mentioned a few times already. Honestly, this is one of the weirdest dreams I’ve had, but I'm glad I had it.
This next dream I just woke up from was about two sledders. It's almost six o'clock at night right now while writing this. Anyway, I'm already getting sidetracked. The two guys were filming their sled trip. They were definitely close friends. They brought one of their own dogs with as a sled dog. They had made a makeshift snow ramp that they went off of a few times. One of the guys would be on a sleigh and the other would be on a sled. The impacts would always hurt the man that was on the sled, but he would be relatively fine.
They almost fell down a crevice at one point. The one on the sled had to be pulled back up by the one that was on the sleigh. They both laughed nervously from this experience.
They made their way back to the ramp they made. They did one more jump off of it. The dog got confused and ended up steering towards allege off of the mountain side. It was more like a giant hill. But you know what I mean. All three of them fell off of it. Surprisingly, however, they all survived.
They made their way out of the base. The one that was filming would constantly be slipping on ice. The one with the camera was always the one that was on the sled. What are the two grabbed? A panel of glass in the other would throw glass at the glass panel until the other one said that it's time that they stopped. They kept walking up steps, being followed by the dog, and the dream ended shortly after that.
Another apocalyptic dream, but this one really messed with my mind. I was watching an episode of SpongeBob SquarePants where the main character kept on repeating the same act. For some reason I thought it was the episode called “Hooky.” It wasn't.
I walking around the high school and I noticed people doing strange things. They kept on repeating the same tasks over and over again, monotonously. Then people started coughing. These affected people were in a strange trance and knows how to get them out. I made an effort to try to avoid all of these strange individuals as best as I could.
I got to Mr. Wilson's class. He asked how I was doing in school. In a not so pleasant tone, I told him that I was doing awful. By ‘not so pleasant’ I was basically on the verge of breakdown. I didn't swear, but I was definitely heated. I told him that I was struggling in all my classes. He helped me through an assignment.
The class was forced to do a photo shoot even though half the class was gone. The class stood up for the national anthem, and people were just strange. There's a lady in the doorframe carrying a camera.
I started to get emotional. A girl that was sitting next to me explained how the cafeteria ladies look like they were completely out of it. They were barely able to do their jobs and everything that they made just tasted off. I broke down instead of crying. I guess it was at that point that I realized the entire school was affected by whatever this strange virus was. The camera lady came up to me and tried to console me. Mr. Wilson came up to me as well and said it was probably best that I went to the office and called home.
Making my way to the office I avoided everybody that I could. I kept seeing people do the same repetitive tasks over and over. I tried my best to avoid them, not letting them touch me at all. I put my hands inside of my shirt. Another student walked with me. He seemed perturbed by all that was happening as well. I called up my mother and I told her what was happening. She sighed, annoyance, and was getting ready to leave the house and go to the school to pick me up.
The other kid and I made our way out of school. He was able to get picked up pretty quickly, but I had to go around the school entirely. Other kids kept them coming up to me and I had to avoid them. I remember a girl coming up to me in greeting me. I said hi in the very loud way. That took her completely by surprise. She preceded to talk about this kid that had already graduated. I mentioned something about medical school. That said kid then appeared next to me. I went to get out of the building faster. (Side note, a moth just landed on my computer screen.)
When we got out of the building, I noticed I was on the wrong side. The other kid, however, was at the right place, so he got picked up by his parents. I had to walk all around the school premises. Eventually I saw my mother's car. Brenda and Allan were inside. Allan was in the back seat for some reason. They started to drive off so I had to chase the car. Eventually I was able to have them stop, so I got inside the car, and Brenda drove off.
When we got home, I saw that Courtney was there. Brenda's behavior started becoming erratic. Not too long after she went outside into a pool. We don't actually have a pool here. When she came back, she kept on repeating words and phrases. She said that she just came out of the pool. I went outside to check what happened and I saw that there was blood in the pool. What made me uncomfortable, though, is that at one point the blood was just a straight line. That's when I realized Brenda had got infected. I started panicking inside. I tried my best to keep my distance from her. And then my allergies started acting up. That didn't help my situation at all, because now I thought that I was getting infected. I wasn't so sure though. I sat down on a chair in the living room and then shortly after I woke up.
I don't know if anybody who is reading this knows what the Backrooms are, but I had a dream that was really like it. No dreams of any of the levels in the backroom, but I did have a dream that was quite like being in the backrooms. It started with three people, my brother, Brandon, some young boy and I. I don't know much about the first part of the dream. From what I remember we were aimlessly wandering around. There was a main villain of this dream. They went by the name Michael. They had a trigger word and if you said it, they would go after you. Your best option after that point was to hide. I don't believe we had to hide, but I know somehow we got the attention of him. Instead, we ran away from him until we got to the next level.
The next level was a house. I don't remember exploring the entirety of it, but I do remember us being in the attic. We wandered around in the attic until a box got my attention. There was a pile of objects next to this box. One of the items next to it was a backpack. I decided to take that backpack and put it on my back. Inside of the box there were food supplies, including drinks as well. I put in perspective, the people that were in my group, which included a child, and I grabbed what I could. I told Brandon to put the items in the backpack. After that, we continued walking until we ended up somewhere else.
You know how some alleyways have markets in them? That's kind of exactly where we went next. We walked through this alleyway of stores and markets. I remember seeing a sign that was really racist and I almost destroyed it, but because of our situation, we didn’t have much time to waste on trivial things. You have to keep in mind that alleyways are thin. There's not much places you can run except for one or the other direction. And if something is chasing you, you don't want to go with that direction. You have to go forward. We hastily made her way through the alleyway and we ended up in a supermarket this time. Fitting, I guess.
Inside of the supermarket we eventually ended up getting a few more members of our team. We ran into this guy that was very skittish and worried about something. We were able to calm him down and he joined our team. He knew about the Michael guy, I believe. I think he was thinking he was being chased.
Another person ended up joining our team shortly after this. She was definitely more of a warrior type of person. She already had her own weapons with her.
Because of my ADHD, I easily got distracted by a CD display. I started taking several disks until my brother and this lady told me to stop, and that I didn’t need so much. I remember one of the CDs was an Arcade Fire EP. I put many disks away and I was going to keep that one, but then I realized I already have this EP. If you're wondering which EP it was, their self-titled one but with a different cover for some reason. So, I put that one back and I kept five CDs. Three of them were of Japanese bands. One was an American band, but I can't tell you which. The only spanned I can tell you which was the fifth disc. It was an album by the Russian band, ДДТ. I don't know which album but I know it was one of their albums.
Anyhow, we made our way around the supermarket. Eventually, we would have a sixth member adding to our group. I want to say they were possibly Mexican. They were pretty brave, honestly. They were pretty upfront with wanting to join us so we let him. Safety in numbers after all, especially since we were leaving the supermarket then.
The next location, or level, if you will, that we would find ourselves in would be on the top of a warehouse. There was a group of people off in the distance walking down steps to get to the ground. However, the steps that there were just went everywhere. Brandon told everyone to be careful while we walked down the steps. We didn't follow whoever that strange group was. Instead, we made our way into the warehouse.
It was really dark inside the warehouse. The light coming through the windows helped us see our way around. The skittish teenager in our group was really uncomfortable in there. We kept walking around, doing all the machinery inside. I remembered the atmosphere of the warehouse being really unnerving. It didn't bother me too much, as it did the teen. Honestly, he was making me uncomfortable so we had to find a way to get out of there quick. I never got anybody's name in the group, by the way. I only knew my brother’s name. I also believe that while we were in the warehouse, we had to make a hasty leave because Michael was activated.
The next area we were in was a storage house. We six roamed around this weird house for a while. The atmosphere in this place was even worse than it was in the warehouse. Everywhere just felt like a trap. I remember there being a storage closet. The reason why I called this like a storage house is because there was a lot of objects there. Like objects you wouldn't expect to be in a house. Yeah, there was mirrors, furniture in all that you would find in a standard house, but there is also many boxes in items that you would imagine being in an office or a warehouse. We just came from the warehouse. Just like the warehouse the storage house was dark inside. There was more light, however, from my memory. A few lights were on but not many. We looked inside of a few rooms. I think I remember walking through a kitchen at one point.
Then I went moronic mode and accidentally said the trigger word. I set them down the lines of “remember, don't say socks.” Everyone was understandably annoyed by me at that point because we started being chased by Michael again.
So, what did Michael look like? From my foggy memory they were not middle-aged, but more like in their early 30s at the most. I can't really remember any details about their face, but I know there was one. I think that they wore a flannel cardigan. I cannot be positive on color. They moved in a very unnerving matter. They had a dark aura around them. That is all I can remember of their description. I don't think they spoke but maybe they did. If they did say anything, I don't remember at all what it was.
Anyhow, I led the group into a room. The skittish guy helped the kid and I find a place to hide. The three of us hid inside this almost treasure box. It was like a bin that had a secret compartment under it. I don't know where the other three hid, but Michael got into the room. He tried attacking the female but she fought back. She somehow summoned the spirit of her mother and obliterated Michael.
Next we find ourselves out on the streets. Apparently we managed to escape that never ending cycle of levels by defeating Michael. We were all confused at this point, wondering ‘what the fuck did we just go through?’ Well, I don't really know what to answer besides some Backrooms-esque bullshit.
Yet another apocalyptic tree. It was not a zombie apocalypse, and it wasn't some strange world thing. It was of alien invaders who were wearing hats. People turn into these blue masses once hit. It’s kind of like the movie “Killer Klowns from Outer Space” but they didn’t look anything like the “klowns”.
I was able to take one of these invaders down. I confiscated their hat. I ran inside of my house and told Brenda about the hats. I knew they were using the hats to attack people. There is a button in a valve on the hat. I press the button and shot whatever the liquid was in the hat at the ground. My. Over working Brain decided that it was time to give the invaders a taste of their medicine. The hats had a steampunk look to it, and I have my own steampunk hat. So, we could easily invade the invaders. So, Brandon and I, as well as a group of his friends, went out and preparing to do such thing. I woke up shortly after we left.
This day is speculative, but I still remember the details of the dream. It started with two brothers walking to some destination. It was never specified, but I’m assuming they were returning to their home. Suddenly, they were taken by a nightmarish couple. They were brought to some house that had a cellar. There were other people around them. The two started to get tortured by these deformed people. The older brother was transformed into a completely different creature. The little brother was terrified of what the others were going to do to them.
The dream then flashforwards to a group of teenagers. I don’t know how long time jumped forward. They were storming towards a dilapidated house on some rural road. It was a house connected to an industrial workshop. The group break into the workshop and fight a nightmare. The workshop had several tools and equipment, all for torture and body experimentation.
The team roams around and enters the house. They run into someone. That’s when I came in. Apparently, this family that took the brothers had taken me years prior. I had to act as their son. The teens interrogated me and I had to explain to them what’s happening to me and the others without revealing to the “parents” what I was telling them. The adults still had the two brothers locked in their cellar.
There was a band on an open field stage that were having a falling out. The bassist ended walking off stage, waltzing to some unknown location. I ended up jumping in for this band and to over bass work. To everyone’s shock, I was able to fill in the roll quite snugly, surpassing the band’s energy with bass and vocals. The crowd was really energized. I guess I helped to add to it with my erratic, fast bass playing, I can actually play bass guitar. In fact, the next upcoming I Remember 2006 album, The Obelisk God, has me playing bass guitar in a few of the songs. I also managed to break another string on an electric guitar. Fantastic. That’s in real life, however, not in the dream. I would say that makes it irrelevant, but at least know I can actually play bass and electric guitars in real life.
Eventually, the show came to an end and I followed the band out of the area. They went to a break area where a console was set up. I helped them pack away equipment. I remember watching two of the members playing a sports game on a console. I then found out why there was tension in the band. The two made snide remarks towards each other, which escalated into a physical fight with them both on the ground. The other member not involved and I had to break up the fight.
I had a dream where I picked up a moth that had these tendril-like legs. It's like those kind of vacuum heads but as each leg, so each leg had several of these tendrils. I could feel like crawling on me in the dream and it felt kind of pointy. Even though that happened, most of the dream I was just been doing labor. Also, the first third of the dream, I was playing a weird record player in a classroom. It was weirdly designed, like it was from another world.
In this dream I had, I found myself on a spaceship. I saw someone on the ground and then a strange looking creature off on the distance. I had something that got the attention of others either by confusion or worriment and started running around the spaceship. A couple of beings chased me in for a little bit. They were trying to calm me down, but I lost them either way.
I came across the room that I saw a human child in. There was an alien bringing him somewhere and I got scolded for what I said. Out of breath from running, that made me realize that I was in the wrong. I followed the two as the alien brought the child to a living quarters area. I saw that there was a clown sticker on one of those room directory signs. There was this corner of three apartments. The one in the middle is where the alien had let this child. I guess the child had lost their parents, because in the apartment was another alien. Immediately this aliens started to look after the kid, all while scolding me for what I did earlier, which started to scratch away at me. I kept repeating that I didn't know what was going on and that I was sorry. It's subscript getting negative comments. I sat down on the bed and just stared off in the distance.
I remember handing the child a pillow. It was their pillow, I assumed. They seemed thankful. The Being in the apartment kept looking at me with contempt, which awarded him a stared down from me, death stare at all. After moment, however, we stopped and just started to talk. I remember the child and I talking about clothes and pillows. I was suddenly holding the pillow that, in the dream, I said that my father gave to me. The child talked about warm clothing. The two aliens beside us didn't really talk much.
I'm not sure why I was on the spaceship nor why the child was on the spaceship. My assumption is that we were there because as a species we were taken by the aliens. Maybe something happened back at Earth, I don't know.
Ah, yes, my birthday yet again. It was okay. It was enjoyable. I got a signed shirt from In the Valley Below. My mother knows the female singer personally. Both are from Muskegon and went to the same high school together.
Anyway, the dream I had wasn’t a calm one. Courtney and I have a fight as Brandon and I try to calm her down.
This dream was one of the weirdest ones, I believe. There is a mystery going on about children going missing. And it wasn't like a few. It was in the fucking hundreds. I decided to investigate it to figure out what was going on. I found out about some man who had something suspicious about it. He worked at a school but was a full time scientist and carpenter. However, this school was shut down years ago. The last place that the children were seen was at the school. I also remember seeing a video about this school. To showing these children going to this school. They also included them with their parents all over happy. Okay, most were happy. It showed a few of the teachers. But, most importantly, it showed this carpenter. Everything was connecting together to be this hostage situation. So, I headed over to the school.
There was a riot outside of the school’s walls. I got to the front of the building and joined in the angry mob. I screamed out some insane expletives and then looked at somebody for verification that I was doing it right. I don't understand, but okay.
Remember when I talked about how there were teachers in the video? Some of them were amongst the angry mob as well. That just solidifies that something fucked up is happening. That also means the teachers weren’t in on it, either. Eventually, changing course I broke through into the building to investigate more.
The place was really quiet. The halls felt completely empty. Once I hit the commons, however, I found it full of items that had no reason to be there. And then I saw the carpenter. That's when I realized that he was doing some stupid fuck science shit to turn the children into items, objects, whatever. I could tell that he knew I figured everything out. I could also already tell you he's probably going to try to do the same thing to me, to silence me. However, I had a plan. I told him that I knew he did something to the children. I told him that I pretty much already knew that he turned them into furniture. That is such a weird sentence to say. What are you on brain? Anyway, I then said; “well, jokes on you, I’m an Eldritchite.” For those who don't know what an Eldritchite is, It's this thing I made up for one of my projects; for many of my projects, actually. It's like an eldritch being that's not as hard to understand. They're supposed to be weird, but not insanely weird. Oh, digits are heavily a thing in RonZakWolf Advanced. In fact, the caricature of me in there, I eventually made as an Eldritchite as a joke, although, it wasn't originally like that.
A fight scene ensued between the Carpenter and I. I managed to disarm him many times. I eventually trapped them in a freezer, which proved to be a bit of a struggle because he kept on grabbing items. After disarming him for good by taking everything out of there you could even hold on to, I locked him in the freezer.
The dream shifts to a party. The children are now back to their normal selves. Apparently, I was able to revert them back. Then someone was singing the angry video game nerd theme song, which I don't think you should be playing in a school. There are people playing instruments. They're adults around. I know that for a fact. Somebody was standing on a pedestal. I have no fucking clue. Whatever this dream was about, I don't fucking know. All I know is this was one hell of a weird ass dream. I still don't understand what it was talking about. This wasn't an apocalyptic dream. This barely was anything horror. I guess it was a science fiction thriller? I don't know what my dreams are about. I don't know what my brain has going on when I'm sleeping because I'm always having these weird dreams. And don't get me wrong, I'm glad that I'm having weird dreams again. It has something in it that I could talk about in them. Still, there are entries in this log that I have not finished writing yet. I still remember a lot of the details of entries that I have not finished. I have somewhere a piece of audio that explains a long dream I had. Sometimes the archiving process takes a lot of time. And since I am known to procrastinate a lot, it takes me awhile to finish some. There's still dreams in October that I have not yet been archived. Right now, as of writing this, there is only one entry in October. However, I do remember many other dreams I've had. I've mentioned them in servers before and I have to look in the archives of servers to find them. Even in September, specifically September 26, I still need to write that one completely out. There's dreams from last year that I believe still need to be finished. I am really slow sometimes at archiving. Most of the time, actually, now that I think about it.
I know this dream I had about a theater mixed with a band is because something is coming up. I guess you consider it something like a “stress dream.” I was getting on the stage about to do my performance. Merchant, which is not the theater teacher, asked if I had everything memorized. I told him I did. I walked onto the stage and the dream ended.
A really short dream, however, involved the White Palace, or now Pen Island, (yeah, I know, real mature) roleplay server. Quake did something stupid, So Zakorn put him in “Modest Mouse jail.”
November 26, 2022
I had to do a presentation about something. I chose to do a presentation on the Olentec mythology I made a couple years back. Harley had to leave early, so I took his spot. What I touched on in my presentation wasn’t really what I touched on originally. There is this mention about a war in it. I did make a goddess of war for the Olentecs, so that doesn’t sound far-fetched. However, it was told to be this cataclysmic. Scenario that had to be stopped to save the world. I don't know, Maybe I'll add it into the Olentec lore, that Qiloxiri had to go to war with some evil, world rending force. It might just be a very interesting story.
Skydiving with the other people, which I likely never will do. One of them was SimpleFlips, or just Simple. Two are people that I do know, but I can't remember their names at the moment. One of them was Brandon now that I think about it. Let's say that the other one was Sal from Impractical Jokers. I know logically he would never go skydiving unless forced to you, which he was forced to in the show. Also, I know that with the person I'm replaced him with was way more chilled than what he would be if he was in the air. But I can't think of anyone else that the character in my dream looked like.
Now, the act of us skydiving is not what was funny in the dream. It was the aftermath. We actually didn't skydive with any skydiving equipment. It was basically just a freefall. I somehow landed perfectly fine. Brandon and Sal were just falling. Brandon was nonchalantly falling, and Sal was on a fucking laptop while falling. They both landed safely. Simple, however, went halfway through the ground. His legs went inside of him with a spring. Yet even despite all of that, he was fine. I helped reset him. He had a second pair of legs as a replacement, somehow. I don't know why he had those legs on speed dial, but he did.
Brandon showed me a video of us falling. It showed how us four landed. From how nonchalantly Brandon and Sal landed. To how normally I landed. To how catastrophic Simple landed. Needless to say, we had fun.
I was resting on my bed when a bat flew out of the closet and sat on the entertainment table. I freaked out and went out of the room. I told Brandon about how a bat just appeared in my room. I could see it staring at me from inside my room. It didn’t feel evil. It didn’t have an evil aura to it. It just came out of fucking nowhere.
I was at a party with five others. I got nobody’s name from the party. I don’t know how I got there, either. I knew, however, that something was off. There was a lady there that kept on getting eyeballed by three of the partygoers. I got along with this diminutive guy who had a laid back attitude. He was the only one I felt I could trust.
The night went on. All six of us were in a room. I was talking to my friend. The energy in the room felt like it was getting worse and worse by the minute. That was when one of the trio of men that I tried avoiding all night attacked the lady at the party, throwing her out of a window, resulting in her death. The trio laughed amongst themselves, like they were talking about something hilarious, while my friend and I stared at them with disgust and fear. The muscular man, who threw the lady through a window, glared at me, laughing all the while. My friend and I promptly left the room.
My friend and I talked about what we should do. We hid inside a massive, abandoned parking garage, discussing plans. We could see people roaming around outside. We believed that the others were planning on killing us, too. Why would they want us alive if we witnessed them murder someone.
So, we hatched a plan. I set up a trap in a bathroom that, once it was set off, would spell doom for whomever was in the bathroom. My friend found a vantage point to enact a sneak attack on someone. For the last one, we would team up to take him down. The muscular man entered in the bathroom and grabbed an item, which activated the trap a set. Something came out of a wall and slit his throat. He bled out in the bathroom. My friend snuck up behind one of the other guys and ambushed him. Despite being smaller, he managed to overpower him and neutralized them. We would then attack the final one, making sure nobody could see us, and kill him in the darkness.
I don’t know why we didn’t just leave or tell anyone else what had happened. There were people out of the parking garage that were in no way involved. We could have told one of them what we had witnessed and handled the situation way more simple and easier, but no. We decided to go the executioner route and take out these disgusting bastards ourselves.
Also, disclaimer. You know this is just a dream, right? I knew no one from this dream. I didn’t get anyone’s name in the dream; not even the lady who got murdered. If this was a real situation, I would have tried fleeing from the parking garage if I could. Also, the trio didn’t even attempt to hunt us down. They were content on just killing the lady. What did she do to incur this want to kill her and only just her? It was never explained in the dream, and I probably will never find that out.
I was in my backyard. Two kids were sitting in a fort, talking to each other. It was dark outside. I went over to them and stood outside the fort, when an officer approached us. He had talked about feeling the earth shake.
Courtney, Zeus, snow on Mark’s property. There was snow everywhere, and we were chasing Zeus around. Courtney asked me what areas Zeus would be safe to roam in. I told her to keep him around areas that are used a lot, like the two main properties on the road.
I had a pet bat. I walked into my room and it was trotting around on my bed. I sat down, and it flew around me. I pet it a few times and played with it. I never got a name for this bat friend, which is a shame. I proceeded to lay down and it snuggled up next to me, which most bats don’t do. (Yes, there are some bats that sleep in leaf nest, if you will, but those are way outnumbered to the majority of bats.)
Today has been one hell of a ride. I was asleep for most of it until four in the afternoon; a first in my entire life. I hate sleeping in, but I'm still getting over being sick, and holy hell, how hard I crashed. If you find me sleeping all day, that's when you know something is wrong with me.
That's not all that has happened today, either. I had to go to the second day of a theatre performance. Also, it's snowing like a bitch outside. We slid down a road trying to get home. Visibility was about halved by the snow and darkness.
Now, the dream that I had, I was at a small playground. It had a pirate theme to it. It was being managed by a man in his mid-hundreds. He was really kind, if quite a bit somber, like he knew time was running out for him.
I was with a few other people. They were all staring at me while I climbed around the set, observing all the details around. The elderly didn't talk much, but he still gave off a warm vibe. I think he was trying to sell us the playground, or maybe he was asking for help with it.
I was on a spaceship going somewhere. I was never told where we were going. I was walking down one of the walkways when something crashed into the shuttle. When I got my bearings, I saw the walls were covered in black tendrils. I ran through the shuttle into I found someone. None of us knew what was going on. I asked if anyone else was alive, and they couldn’t tell me.
I vaguely remember having a dream where I was playing some instrument outside. Brandon came outside, asking what I was doing. I followed him inside and we talked a bit over trivial topics. There was a device that kept on moving in the background that kept on distracting me.
There was a test going on in Mr. Wilson's class. I was getting frustrated over everything. Nothing was working. The site that we were using just refused to function for me. At the end, I just said, “fuck it,” and didn't finish it.
I started to roam the halls. The layout seemed to change for some odd reason. Things started to get dark. Like the light level was just dropping. I was wondering what was going on. I was looking for my next class, which was Ms. Henry's class.
I'm dealing with one of the worst bouts of sickness I've had in a while. I'm having struggle swallowing because my throat is clogged and my nose is running. I have a full body fever, essentially. It's really difficult to walk right now without feeling very weak. I know I threw up yesterday. I'm still fighting the urge to do so as I speak. And while we can't find a thermometer, I am pretty positive that I am having a fever. My entire body aches, feels warm to the touch or sometimes cold. I know that is a sign of a fever, especially for me, because it always means that, at least with me, that I have a fever. I was supposed to have a meeting yesterday with my new Doctor at Health West. That ended up having to be cancelled and pushed to Monday, I believe. I was supposed to do something with my grandparents later today, but that's also not going to happen. I had a lot of plans this weekend that got axed because I got sick yesterday. Now, I'm not positive that I wasn't having symptoms from this prior because it was hard for me to eat for the past few days. I really should be talking. Right now, it's pretty difficult to talk.
Oddly, I had quite a fitting dream because of this. I was talking to this family. I guess I was friends with the father. They had two dogs, as well as two daughters. The man also had a wife. There was also an elderly lady in the house as well. I don't know which of the adults they were the mother of. I remember that they had a pool. It apparently was underground. And the system to make it appear was electric. This is important, and I will tell you why later. I eventually decided to go home. I said goodbye to all of them and left.
Nighttime came around and a thunderstorm hit. Actually, no. It was more like a lightning storm. Lightning kept on sticking around this man's house and eventually it hit the underwater pool. Sparks went everywhere and the water was heated really quickly. The man was in the living room when he started to feel the floor get insanely hot. That's when the fire broke out inside of the house. The lightning had struck the electrical currents that were used to open up the pool. The man freaked out and fled into the living room, where flames grew even more. A pot of boiling water got tipped over, burning him. Maybe it didn't, but it got really close. I felt like I was controlling the man's actions. I was no longer the protagonist,; he was. He ran upstairs and woke up his wife. She was confused. What was happening? He then went to wake up his children and they were scared about the situation. The dogs were barking and smoke was rising. The elderly lady was in this room where stuff was covering the entryway so it was like hoarder area. I don’t think they were able to get the lady out. When the man was outside with his family, everyone noticed that there was only one dog outside. He ran back inside the house to try to find the other dog, but the smoke was getting really unbearable. I could also hear music starting to grow in intensity as he was running through the house, and I think he could hear it too, because it was making him more anxious to the point where he had to run out. Needless to say, the dream ended there without him being able to save all of his dogs, as well as his mother, but he was able to save his family, and one dog.
I had to help people get out of a building after a volcano went off. I remember there was a car that was blocking an exit. It doesn't help that the lava was also doing that too. I had to climb over the car and beat people onto a catwalk. We ran down the catwalk until we could get to an exit. I remember running down steps and then opening the door at the end to a vast field.
Everyone was affected. I know I saw a person that was just traumatized from the entire thing shaking as they stand. I was full of adrenaline from the incident. I know people died in that building. Us survivors just huddled up; in complete disbelief we got out safely. Talk about a modern day Pompeii.
I had a dream about being in this station. It looked like a space station, but later on was discovered to be on the ground. There was something in the station that was attacking people. This creature and I, though, have a history. I remember dreaming of this same creature in a different dream. They're not a massive creature. In fact, they're pretty small, like the size of a small dog. They pack a punch, however. Could tear someone apart physically, they like to use weapons and artillery.
I was trying to escape the station. I saw other people get attacked. I remember getting into this room that was a lobby room. There were many people in there, but only three of them and I got out. I snuck through tunnels, passing people, and I knew they got attacked as well. This creature was on my tail. so, I just kept running.
I managed to elude the creature. In this room full of pipes, there was this weapon. I want to say it was like a leaf cutter. Good morning, my body. I was able to grab it with my legs. Then using the leaf cutter to my advantage, I put it on another edge and climbed on the leaf cutter, then made my way to the other end. I then exited the room.
This quickly led to an exit of the entire station. I ended up in a living quarters area of the station and I knew that I should be out soon. I knew the creature was still looking for me. I could hear movement. I climbed into a room that I saw was opened. The window was pretty high up. I took the chance anyway, climbed out of the window and dropped to the floor, landing on my feet. I then sprinted away. I got a good distance before I could see the creature again.
This is when my dynamic changed with the creature. We knew each other. I was a distance away and he saw me. I told him that he had to respect me for being able to escape like I did. He laughed and agreed. There was this wagon of three people moving around. They kept chanting something about me. I don't know how it happened, but I know that the creature killed one of them. He left the other ones alone, however.
I walked through the town trying to find a place. The creature walked beside me.
Walking in town when people had taken me. It was a small team, about three people. Being held hostage for settlement of days that I don't remember. I was not allowed to fight back and I was not allowed to escape or they would kill me.
The first couple days were torturous. It changed me up. They forced me to watch things get basically beheaded. (I know that sounds wrong, but everything that got beheaded wasn't actually a living thing, but it was definitely insinuating that they would do that to me if I didn't behave.) They led me outside and there was a dog that was there. I convinced them to not hurt the dog and the dog just roamed somewhere.
Wilbur and I were talking about music. I remember the song Maxwell’s Silver Hammer getting stuck in my head. Yeah, The Beatles song. Not to be confused by Sampson's Golden Axe by Car Seat Headrest. Oddly, both are catchy, and the last one for a terrifying reason.
In this dream, I missed the bus twice. I did not have enough time to get out and I saw it go past. When the bus came back, I got on quickly, without realizing that I did not have everything with me. So, I asked to get my stuff. I did so, and when I came outside, the bus was already down the street. Needless to say, I was pissed.
My brother found this strange guitar instrument. It was like an electric guitar mixed with a steel pan. It sounded amazing. If this is a real instrument, that would be fantastic. For all that I know it might be real. I've never seen it in my life, however, except for in this dream. You could beat on the part that was a steel drum and still strum the strings like a guitar. In the dream it was a blast to play. I told him that I would do something with it when I got back and told him to put it up before the kids arrive. I took a drink with me and headed out the door and the bus was pulling up again. This time I didn't miss it.
Recently, I’ve been on a Clue/Cluedo kick. It was sparked by a recent Oddity Archive episode that had a Phillips CD-I Clue video game in it. It also helps that the 1985 movie Clue has always been one of my all-time favorite movies. Several quotes from that movie, especially from Colonel Mustard, have lived in my head rent free for years. Now reasons why I brought Clue up is because I had a murder mystery whodunnit dream last night. Now, the actual dream is muddled in my brain, but I know it was a murder mystery dream, which I’ve surprisingly have had a few of those in this log, huh… I also remember a mansion and people running around.
There was a group of people in a dingy town. They had a reason to be there that I do not know of. With them was a saboteur. More like with them was the sick bastard. They looked throughout the town for them. One of the ladies in the group realized that she was being followed by a man. She tried to hide in a lighthouse but they saw her. She frantically climbed to the top of the lighthouse but the man kept following her. When they got to the room at the top, the man started to harass her. She spotted an open window in the lighthouse and threw the man out of the window. She did it with ease as well. The other people in the town reunited with her and they were all confused about the situation.
The other dream dealt with this person going through a cloud city. Well, more like he was fighting to get to that Cloud City. He fought his way through people and went through intricate levels. It was like an action platformer game. I remember there being a part where he had dropped an explosive on someone.
When he got to certain point, he jumped into a tube system that brought him through the clouds. Another man followed him begging him to stop his pursuit. Of course, that didn't work. They both descended into the cloud city. The protagonist stared in awe when the city came into view. They landed on a park. A play park, you know.
The protagonist had a gripe against the city. This is revealed by the other man that it was about family. He showed the protagonist of video of his father. This caused the protagonist to cry and shatter his facade. Some classic rock song played that I don't know the name of, though I know I've heard it before many times. He wandered aimlessly through the park while the other guy tried to calm him down.
The third dream that I can remember was a continuation of a dream I've had way back (in the log.) I don't remember it all, but I know that I was the protagonist and I remember the last half. I approached the apartment complex that I tend to live in in a few dreams. I asked if a friend was still there and a disembodied voice said that they had died. It took me by surprise and took a few seconds for it to settle in my brain. Actually, to use the grappling hook to climb into my apartment. Alas, it was still a bitch to get into my apartment. When I went inside, I saw two dogs. I hugged the two dogs while saying “my boys! My other boys!” I saw in a corner that there was a drum set. There's a table on the other side of the room that had smaller percussive instruments. The song from the last dream was playing. I sing to it loudly, probably pissing off some neighbor. I picked up a hand drum and banged on it. It was a pretty quiet drum.
And to no one’s surprise, I’ve had yet another apocalyptic dream. It was at the high school. Suddenly, an outbreak happened inside the building. People started attacking each other. Y’know, basic zombie apocalypse scenario. I ran into EmmaLeigh at one point. We knocked over a bookshelf to barricade a door. There were tons of people in that room. We then ran off to some room.
I received a new projector 8’mm camera. I tested it out thoroughly before leaving.
Brandon barges into my room whilst I was sleeping (in the dream). It was all about some band, I believe.
A group of friends go to an abandoned house. They start to get attacked by monsters. One by one, every friend disappears because of some new monster. It's like that movie, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark. (Yes, I’m aware it was a book series first. We had one of the books a long time ago.) At the same time, not exactly like it. Especially since at the end when there were two left, they ended up just siding with the monsters and becoming part of their troop to cause even more chaos. And they did have powers themselves, but still. Were they like secret agents or I guess like traitors in the group or something?
I’m over at Ludington right now until like sometime Monday because I have a meeting the day after at the Egelston Library at one. I haven’t been up here for months, maybe even a year. Time is slipping by as it always does. I really need to step up my game with archiving my dreams. I keep on forgetting to do so, and one of the best ways to remember your dreams is to archive them and keep on archiving them. I’ve been really slow recently with doing so. Also, internet connection here is shoddy. (Chip lost internet connection.) I have to type all of this out without the dictation feature, unless I go outside and connect to some other connection. This is fine.
But on the topic of being up here, Chip has a fuck ton of records for me here, vinyl records. He’s had them for a while now, and almost got rid of them before, then almost got a record player to spin them, then he just decided to hold them off for me. Some colleague gave them to him. Either way, I have new material to use for sampling.
Now onto the dreams. Or, well, I can only remember one at the moment, but I know I had three dreams last night. If I remember the others, I’ll write then down later. But for the one I do remember; I was at home in Muskegon. It was springtime and it was sunny out. For some reason, however, a group of young kids were throwing snowballs at people. I think this dream came to fruition because I had a conversation with Chip in his car where he discussed that every year he bags snowballs and keeps them frozen all throughout winter and spring, and when it hits summertime, he will take the snowballs out of the freezer and then, after they get soft, throw the snowballs at people. A power move, honestly.
I had a dream where Justin and I had to play in a band with David Gilmour and Roger Waters. I remember discussing about Waters’ solo work, and how narrative they are. Most of my albums are narrative-heavy. Then, we play a little song for people, and I wake up…
…To the sound of birds. It was like five o’clock. I didn’t know the time then, so I just went back to sleep, and the dream continued.
I was then in a Wesco gas station. I saw Justin, and he complained to me how in his dream we didn’t get to play with the aforementioned bands of Pink. At first I agreed, but then remembered that in my dream we did, so I reassured him. I then went to get three doughnuts. I put them down on the counter, turned away for a second, then came back to all but one gone, replaced. Somebody walked up next to me to make a paper order. I was confused on what happened. I asked if there were any more of the kind I wanted, and the cashier told me to wait. Eventually, more doughnut came out of the kitchen, yielding only one other one I wanted. I decided to roll with it and get a different alongside the two I wanted. I paid with a broken card and walked home. The folks at home were surprised to see me. They said I was early.
And I woke up again to birds. I checked my phone. It was five o’clock. More importantly, it was Monday. All this time I thought yesterday was Saturday, not Sunday. Chip and I right now feel like we’re losing our grip on reality. How is it Monday?
I had a dream where we were camping somewhere up north. Mr. Kane went with us too, as well as other family, friends and of course my family. I was meant to bring some instruments along with us, but I only ended up bringing my climber. So, I asked for Brenda to go back home to try to find those instruments. I only wanted a few.
The first dream I had; I was at a graduation party. I looked through images. As one does at the party I guess? There was an item line for like items about the graduation food, other miscellaneous stuff and I kept on grabbing them just like 1 by 1. My hands were getting full, of course, and they requested why I was grabbing so much. I responded, “Oh, I didn't realize I was.” I really didn't.
The second dream I had dealt with a running challenge. There were a good 20+ people in the crowd. Some were way more athletic than others, and some were famous characters, like Saul Goodman, for some reason. And then there was me. The idiot running with a weighted blanket on his shoulders. Yet I was the last person that kept running at the end, which I find funny.
There's a moment during the run when some weird dog like creature stopped some of the runners and made them pet him. It didn't look like a real dog. It looked something alien. It could speak too. It had a functioning voice. It stopped me and I didn't stop immediately. I was unnerved by this alien dog thing. It made me stop, however, and made me pat it. It was a mix between coarse, silky, and there was some fur there, I guess. It asked if I enjoyed drinking milk. I said that I am lactose intolerant, which I am, but I enjoy oat milk when I have it. The creature then said something but I don't know what, but they let me continue running.
I found myself walking through a massive building where every room was different. One room had me precariously jumping to pillars with an endless void below, wanting to grab me. One room was of stairs and looked dilapidated. Another one was diseased, with people zombified. At the end of this room, however, was the escape of this complex, and a few people escaped with me.
There were six of us roaming the streets. We climbed into a small-motorized wagon. Okay, it was more like a Bug or a PT Cruiser. Either way, I climbed on top of the vehicle and made it a seat. I commented on how uncomfortable it was, and how illegal it was. I saw a cop driving down the same road, but they ended pulling into another road. Two people were inside the car, and the top was half opened.
It was another apocalyptic one. Society seemed to have collapsed. I was in a group of nomads using motorcycles to get around. We had to fight another group whilst crossing a broken bridge. We were able to stop. We ended up in an area one of the guys said that would be a ton, only to find a fence and a wasteland.
I was at a supermarket. There was a guy that kept there harassing people, forcing them to leave, claiming that you're not supposed to be here. He was pretending to be a staff member, but nobody on the staff knew him. Remember walking out of the store to see him starting to harass Jackie. I said Jackie's name in a question style. And then saw my mother on the side of Jackie and she told me not to get involved. Needless to say, I got involved. I went back into the supermarket and talked to the employees. That's when the guy came in and started making his way towards me. Swipe picked him up, shouted constantly at him and threw him out of the store. Remember, I held his shirt in front of his face too and dragged him away from the supermarket. Eventually, he forfeited and started humming something as he walked away.
This other dream that I had, I found myself with a lot of people stuck in some never ending changing cave system. We kept struggling to find the exit. Paths were changing, walls were disappearing and appearing, and people were missing and being found. Eventually, by some miracle, I found a way to escape that ergodic hellscape. I found a hole in at the end of one of the paths, so I climbed out of it, only to find myself climbing out of a hole in the ground. Man, look back. It looked like the entrance to a cave. Also, when I looked forward, I saw the garage.
This dream didn't start in the cave, it started at a lake. It's more like started at a campground that had a lake on it. Because in the beginning we were canoeing. There were people in the dream that I knew like Caydon, and Leo. None of us knew that this canoe trip would end up becoming a nightmarish sprawling cave.
When I did find the exit, a few people were behind me. As I watched them climb out, I saw the hole get smaller. In the end, only a few of us, as well as a dog, got out. Then I looked back to the hole. And then there were two young children out. I reacted very confused because I saw the hole closed. Nonetheless, we receded into the garage. Over time, more people appeared out of the cave system. A girl from high school that I had grown up with kept giving people items, including a lot of albums to me. Some artists I actually knew, like Los Campesinos! or Boards of Canada. One of the albums was No Blues, which is a Los Campesinos! album. The other album I remember was The Campfire Headphase by Boards of Canada. I knew the albums I was given were albums I’ve been excited about throughout the past, but those were the only ones I remembered. She was giving people things to help lessen the stress of what we had all just gone through.
The dream ended with me explaining to everyone in the garage about ergodic landscape. Also, I don’t think everyone escaped. I’m positive not everyone escape. I also remember the man cast of Scooby Doo being with us. I also remember Fred and Velma not being present at the end. I don’t know what any of that means, but okay.
I was playing a game with many people, including Harley. It was a mix between Capture the Flag and opening these weird cans that would give points. (Flags were more important. It was similar to laser tag. You had to run through this closed in arena. At one point, the floor were splitting apart to show a void underneath. (I fell in it at some point, only to find out it was like two feet deep. These weird, grotesque creatures still crawled through and charged towards people. (Still, they didn’t do damage.) We were also called moths in the game, even though we were clearly not moths. My team ended up winning.
Another dream, I was in some game with three other people: Tanner, Justine, and Mackenzie. We were tasked to solve what was going on before five days. We were given this book that had several stories in it, and the one we had to solve was called 1981. (Hi, The Band Royale.) We found ourselves in this odd town that was being attacked by these weird plant-like hounds.
We struggled hard to solve the story. Every night, we had to check with the gamemasters. For not having anything written down for the second night, Justine got taken by those plant hounds. We were then forced to go back to work, as if that never happened. I know at some point we lost Mackenzie too. It was likely by the hounds as well. Either way, it was just Tanner and I left.
The fifth night was stressful. Tanner and I were camped out by the main road. I had to wait for the hounds to go somewhere to grab something on the ground. Someone with a tape recorder came around with a notebook and read aloud from it. Yeah, pretty stupid, I know, especially since they would get mauled right after. I had to carefully grab the Walkman from the corpse as the plant hound gnawed on them. They then left the scene as a car pulled up to a gate and exited. It looked like a very important one, too. That’s when everything clicked. This town was trapped in a time loop, likely by whomever was driving that car.
It came time to review our findings to the gamemasters. We still weren’t able to write barely anything. I could see plant-like tendrils coming through a door. So, I risked it and told them all that I had figured out. Lo and behold, that was enough. We solved it, if not verbally. We were let go.
So, I had a dream about the Warden from Minecraft, of all things. I was in this building with four other people. We were trying to sneak past the Warden. I straggled behind, trying to stay as hidden as I could, while the rest went into different halls. The Warden ended up chasing to people up to a staircase.
I stepped out of my hiding spot to find myself alone. Eventually, I can hear the others from some place talk about the Warden, and also, for some reason, thumb tacks? That’s when someone comes around talking about how one of the ladies stuck twenty thumb tacks into the Warden’s forehead. I get completely taken aback and confused. The others start flooding back into the lobby. I open the door to the staircase, only to see the Warden with, lo and behold, several thumb tacks in their forehead. They say something about it, in a young-like matter. I don’t know if this’ll make sense, but you know how a child tries to explain something. It’s usually a very basic response. It was like that. Maybe the Warden was just very confused and didn’t know how to explain what happened, so they just went with the most basic response. What they said was like “she threw things at my head,” and just walked past me.
I was walking through an art gallery with a document in my hand. There were four while walls. Paintings were full walls and you could walk through them. When you did so, you end up in another painted room. The document I had was a guide to get to somewhere. As the paintings went, the paintings got more darker and deranged. I noticed quickly a pattern with the painting that were pointing to domestic abuse, and there were becoming more paintings on the walls, with only one door on each wall. I could feel panic start to creep in. Eventually, it came to the point where every painting was of abstract symbols you had to walk through, and there were rows of three paintings on every wall. The guide pointed out the symbols I had to crawl into. Dread was seeping in more. At some point the painting counted became nine painting per each wall, I had to call into a middle painting, and then I found myself in a black nightmare space.
When I found myself in this black-space, if you will, I felt my chest get very tight. I was internally panicking. There were these white dots on the ground that I followed. Eventually, I saw what seemed to be a cityscape off in the distance of whatever this path I was on. I think I was on some hill of a mountain. I then woke up with my chest still tight.
It was a situational nightmare of a dream.
I was at some gathering of people with superpowers. It was inside a school gymnasium. Someone who looked like Jack Black was having a shit fit, crashing through walls constantly. I was able to wall run on two different walls in a row.
It was an alien invasion movie set in some fictional town in Michigan. I was filming it on several small devices. We had a massive cast, and four of them as the invaders. The actors do a really great incaving of slipping into the wells.
There was a scene with everyone in a backyard where everyone was talking with each other. One of the invaders try to attack, but they get dealt with.
The next scene, everyone is running through a field, trying to get to a lakeshore, where there are docks and boats. One if the invaders tried to attack someone, but they also stopped them.
When the crew got to the docks, they were two invaders still chasing them. Someone on the crew used a board to knock one of them into the water. The invader actor did an impressive stunt whilst falling into the water. That invader was also the strongest out of the four invaders, so that was an impressive move as well for the survivor’s part. Someone laughed as it happened. The crew then set sail away from the land, stranding the last invader on the shore, and they sailed to Mackinaw Island.
The dream that I just woke up from is one of the most insane ones I've had. I was in a group of eight people stuck in a strange house with tunnels underneath. It was inhabited by raptors. Yes, velociraptors. The dream went to others’ perspectives at different points as they were attacked. I kept running through the tunnels. I knew I had to be out in any minute.
I eventually managed to breach the surface. I saw a car in the driveway and climbed into it. Another survivor, someone from the high school, decided to crudely mess with me. She told me to ‘look left’ as a raptor jumped onto the car. I panicked and try to hide in between the seats, but the raptor’s claws went the halfway open windows. I had to close all the windows so it would get inside. The raptor sulked away, ignoring the other survivor, and then more survivors emerged. My sister, Courtney, my mother, Brenda, and someone who looked Daylen Rogers. I will call the “other survivor” Hannah from now on.
Hannah drove away from the house. Courtney handed me a few books that I had left at the scene. The sky looked like a storm-filled nightmare. Someone was speeding down the road and went flying into the air. I remember hearing Linkin Park and Suckers playing on the radio. I saw that there were tornadoes forming in the sky.
For some dumb reason, we were forced to ditch the car and run past several building, hoping all the while that we can outrun tornadoes. We ran past a four-story business building and sprinted to the high school football field. The tornadoes were on our tail. When we got to the parking lot we found another car. We got in and drove off to a safe place, and the dream ended.
The dream involved Merchant setting up a boating/fishing competition. I was paired with someone that I don’t very much cared for, but I didn’t express it, and I won’t say their name. We had a dysfunctional and mechanical ship. It would launch the wire when a couple of levers were pulled, and you would have to manually reel the wire back in.
The water in the lake was cold, as usual. I didn’t seem to mind, but my partner expressed his dislike of the temperature in a joking matter. Our boat was falling apart in the water, so I took up the task of fixing it, which I managed to do somehow. Despite all these struggles, we were able to catch around twenty fish.
At some point we had to rescue someone who was drowning. We pulled them onto the boat and resuscitated them.
One of those few times where I'm writing an entry long after I actually had the dream. I can't remember if this was November 5th or November 12th. I'm going to go with the 5th. The reason why I'm going with this date is because I believe it was longer than two weeks. Both those weekends I was at Wilbur’s. (My bandmate.) In this dream, I was at home. I was so confused why I was at home. In my subconscious I knew I should be at Wilbur 's house. Almost every time that I've been at Wills House, I've had a dream that was in his basement. When I stay there, I sleep in the loft down in the basement. I don't ever sleep. In the same room as somebody except for when Aiden was over and we stayed in the camper twice, but even then the camper has different sleeping compartments. In the dream, I was freaking out because I knew I wasn't supposed to be at home at that time. Things were also misplaced around the house. I don't know why I had such a freak out. I remember when I woke up I was so confused at what that dream was. This dream has been ringing in my head for a couple of weeks. It’s such a strange one to me for some reason.
In this dream there was this child that was being held hostage in some high school by apparently a high tech group of people. I was forced to dress up as one of them to go incognito. I was dressed like I would have been in the movie The Matrix. Yeah, have fun with that visual. I roamed around this high school asking teachers what they know. I remember at one point I was up in the booth of an auditorium. There's another student in there who looked pretty confused but also tried to help me. I looked around this booth to find any clues. I don't know if I really found any because I woke up shortly after. Either way, that was a very strange dream.
I had a dream where Brandon Hinkle, Brandon Link, and I were hanging out. I bought a Nintendo Switch off of Link, and we heard a strange broadcast coming out of it.
I had a dream that a dog had climbing to my room through the window. I walked in and heard it growl. We stared at each other before I said “yeah, nope, fuck this,” and walked back out of the room. Courtney and I were able to come up with a plan of coaxing the random dog outside the house with lunchmeat ham.
The other dream was also a weird one, too. I was at James’s house. There, I learned that he was practicing on being a drummer. He was in some jazz band. That excited me dearly with the thought of making our own band. We “have” before, but it’s a fictional band we made one day. I went down into the basement, which they don’t even have one, but they have a second floor. I regarded the basement like an old friend, which doesn’t make sense because again, it doesn’t exist. I also helped him and his father with some math work. Don’t know why, but his dad in my dream sounded like Eric Turney, the actor of Rex Mohs from Scott the Woz.
Then the third dream was about Wilbur and I discussing about trying to record over here more. We’ve only ever done that once. That one was the most normal of all the dreams.
This dream was another very strange one. James and I were walking around I assume Michigan. I know for a bit I thought we were in a different country. Think something like North Europe. Apparently I had been on the waiting list to become a postman. James and I were wandering around this town. I carry with me my acoustic guitar. We met this lady in some porch. She had tons of strange stringed instruments. One was like this guitar with a warped fret board. That's not how fret boards work. And the strings were wavy, too. She had another string instrument that I don't even know how to describe. They looked like instruments from a Doctor Seuss book. Eventually we left that property and an avalanche happened. I had to call James. Away from being dragged off a cliff. There were pedestrians that watched us with no care in the world at what was happening.
Four years now… Well, not on the dot, I couldn’t remember the dream I had on the fifteenth. I was supposed to have a surgery that day to remove four wisdom teeth, so my mind was elsewhere. However, Brenda was not feeling well at all and threw up in the parking lot. I didn’t want her to have to be sitting in a car for however long the surgery would take, so I rescheduled the surgery to Tuesday, which are the days go to the library and therapy, (not in the same places, but that’s what I do in order.) Astute readers will notice that that adds up to December 19, not actually December 18. That’s because I’m writing this a day later, when I should have wrote the dream the day of. The dream was so profound that it bounced around in my head that whole day. Now with my mind focusing on how much my mouth fucking hurts, I’ve forgotten some of the detail of the dream, but I remember the “main event”, if you will.
So, in the dream, I was wandering outside at night. I had James on the phone and I was talking about what I was saying. If I’m remembering correctly, earlier in the dream, pretty shaken up with what he saw, but still joking about it in his James-like way.
As I watched the sky something came into a view. A full on spaceship. There were several lights in the sky. I could see a massive ship, almost in the shape of an elongated diamond, I guess? It was over the remains of the field. (Yeah, the field and 2/3rd of the track got fucking plowed over recently for a goddamn Dollar General. I’m still pissed over that.) I pointed the phone to the sky to show James, and I also ran inside to try to find something to record it with for my own keeping. Brandon saw me frantically running inside for something. He asked me what was up and I told him to look outside. I ran to my bedroom and searched for some camera, then ran back outside only to see Brandon out there, and the spaceships gone.
That’s when I woke up. I know there was way more that happened before all that was described.
December 23, 2023Where do I begin with this one? It started with me using a radio-radar system to try to communicate with people. Suddenly things got weird. Many people starting to talk at once through the system. Then, strangely, I find myself out in space, looking at all of the planets of the solar system suddenly fall away one by one like they were discs. All the was left was the Sun, but I then fell past it, like I was falling out of the universe.
I woke up in a dilapidated house with a group of people. Instantly, I knew what we had to do. Fix the universe. Or, fix the solar system, because whatever we did fucked up everything. I know there was a tall bulky guy. There was a few ladies around. I looked around in the house, specifically in an oddly lit basement. I find this board with information on how to fix everything. It involves a machine that was in the basement. I bring the board up to the others and show them it, telling them it’s how to fix the universe. I’m assuming that’s where the dream ends, I don’t know.
One dream, there was this business that had a “rapid river” instead of a lazy river that you had to swim through as quick as possible whilst a song of your choice played. Brenda commented on it and I went to check it out I know in this dream, various animals climbed in the car with me, including a fox of all things. (It ate a mouse that climbed into the car at one moment.)I just woke up from a fucked up dream. So, you know those orbs of death in Voices of the Void? Now, imagine that in a town. Having to drive through a town, trying your damnedest to save other people, including a mother and daughter. And then at one moment the fucking orbs starting going underneath the ground. Fuck me, man, that dream stressed me out.
I was in the living room. Brandon, Ashley, and Ryan were there. Ryan started speaking, and it kept repeating in my head. I started reacting to it. "Why is it repeating?!" I shouted. Everyone looked at me like I was a jerk, but everything they said kept repeating in my brain, too. Frustrated, I stormed outside.
There was a strange noise of something flying overhead. I had an "I got you!" and I filmed it with my phone. Then a voice came into my head, berating me and trying to have me "join them." I at one point looked at my phone and I looked different for a second, before it went back to normal. I turned to the porch to find the steps were gone. I used one of the poles on the porch to safely climb up and I entered back into the house.
The other people in the house were still talking. I walked back into the living room. I told them what I was experiencing. Their speech was no longer looping in my head.
In this dream I accepted a challenge to be in the cold for twenty-four hours. Despite people begging me not to do it, I went through with it, and I actually ended up succeeded. I was put inside a cooler, and I somehow managed to survive all the way through the process. I came out of the cooler after the allotted time, much to everyone’s surprise.
The next day, I decided to go into the wilderness for a whole day. As I walked into the woods, I spotted a bear cub. I knew to avoid it, so I did, but it followed me instead, and so did the parent. I tried to get away from them. That didn’t work, they kept on following me. I spotted a random door and walked through. I guess I thought that would stop them, but they just around. I basically said, ‘fuck it,’ and just let them follow me.
We walked all around the wilderness. We walked down cliff, reached the shore of a massive lake, and almost had to deal with another bear. At one point I helped a lady move her boat into the lake with a fishing line.
At one point, I ran into a mostly abandoned apartment complex. Only a select handful of people remained there. There was still power inside, because lights were on, and I saw two people playing what looked like World of Warcraft. My sister was also among the inhabitants. I walked around for like an hour. I got a pep talk from a group of indigenous people living inside a flat. I crawled out of a window and returned to the wilderness. I went back to that one shoreline and stared at the moon. The dream ended with me laying down with those two bears I wandered with earlier.
The previous night before this one was terrible for me. I could only get two hours of sleep. I was stuck awake until three. Zeus snuck into my room and slept for a few hours. I kept tossing and turning, trying to fall asleep, but I couldn’t sleep for more than two hours. I tried to be active all day yesterday so that I could stay awake until it was a good time to sleep. For the most part I succeeded. This night was way better, and I had some weird dreams.
The first dream, I walked into my house and was followed by these big birds. Think like turkeys and such. I went onto the couch and laid down. One of the turkeys flew up and laid atop me like a dog. It was weird. Allan and I commented on the situation. Allan jokingly commented, “I guess it’s your pet now.”
Brenda came in a bit after and she was confused when she saw the turkeys. I told her, “looks like we have a new permanent resident,” in lieu of the turkeys.
The second dream was another apocalyptic dream! Yay! I can’t fucking escape them! It was another one dealing with an alien invasion. The people who escaped were stuck in this weird supermarket mixed with a college campus.
Everyone inside was terrified, but I couldn’t help myself from being pissed off and wanting justice. I wandered around all over the market campus, with my body language screaming how pissed off I was at this alien takeover. I went into this empty room and saw there were two different rooms to go to; a side room and a garage door where upon looking through a peep hole I could see the aliens were stationed in. I started to get an idea.
I saw Mr. Kane walk into the room. He was trying to calm me down earlier. Now that he was in the room, I wanted to tell me his plans. He stopped me before having us go into that side room, which he had bugged so that the aliens wouldn’t hear us. I told him my plan of how we could get a hit on the aliens. I woke up shortly after.
I’m over at Wilbur’s again for another session. I stayed the night. I woke up not too long ago. I still feel very tired. We’ve been working on another comedy album.
The dream was almost like Mega Man Star Force, with how these weird beings started appearing next to people. I was in some public center when a wolf-like being appeared by my side.
I was with a group of people trying to solve a mystery. We were working with this machine, trying to figure out what it was trying to spell out. It was like this anomalous enigma machine. We were eventually able to crack it. It spewed out a piece of paper. What it spelled out was ‘vanta.’
The dream shifted to me in this holding room. It was like a room that led into another room. I was putting on some clothing like a shirt and a coat and a plague doctor mask with a hat on top. I was with a group of people that were being bitten into a cafeteria. Some scientists or guard or whatever interviewed me in this younger girl. I had questions for the guard myself. They had sheets of paper and I brought some sheets of paper. I was ready to become the interviewer and not just the interviewee. Yeah, they did ask us some questions. I tried to ask them something, but I think something ended up happening and then I woke up.
The first dream was of me writing some paragraphs to a story on a Windows Notepad document. It was about a man named Anthony, who was the corrupt president of a moon colony going to a pep rally, and then two characters that I don’t remember the name of, but they were a male and female, whom of which were trying to assassinate the aforementioned president. While I was writing, I could visualize the story happening.
Anthony was walking with a servant of his. The servant was trying to talk him out of the fears of an attack as he was getting ready to speak.
Meanwhile, on a high floor of a skyscraper were two mysterious individuals. One of them held a sniper as they told the other their plan of escape. They took aim and fired at Anthony, then they shot out a window and jumped out, eventually activating a parachute and slowly sank to ground level.
Whilst I wrote, I saw Venus, someone from a server I’m in, also start to type on the document. They were making notes on a game they were playing.
Also, any FBI agent reading this, this is not a plot for anything. This is simply a dream that I had whilst I slept. Also, I feel like I could use this dream’s story to help write something for Lunar Systems Connected.
The other dream I had was a nightmare situation if I’ve ever had one. I was talking to Allan. We had this blue SUV parked in the driveway. I found this old, eighty-page book that I apparently made in elementary school inside of the car. I could tell because of the drawings on it. They were all stick figures.
Eventually, Allan walked away and I sifted through the book. Suddenly, somebody came up to me at gunpoint and forced me to drive them to some place. If I didn’t comply they would kill me. So, I had no choice but to follow through with their orders. I got into the SUV and they led me to a house. They walked inside and didn’t come out for a few minutes. When they came back out, they made me bring them somewhere else. Afterward, they let me go and returned home, shaken up by the whole ordeal. The person, they looked like a family member, somewhat like Tommy. Tommy is also not the type of person that would do something like this.
At some point, Brenda and Brandon got home. Brandon was looking for something. It was these ‘small diamond pieces,’ he said. He was with a private investigator. As Brandon and the investigator started leaving, I’ll told everyone that they wouldn’t like who did it.
With Brandon and the investigator gone, it left Brenda and I in the house. She was on the phone with Brandon. I randomly started to cough up these dark blue containers with diamond-colored D19 die. (It was a D20 die, but the sides were numbered zero to nineteen.) It was like I pulled some involuntary magic trick. We were so dumbfounded. I asked Brenda to ask Brandon if those were what he was looking for. He confirmed and started to head back home.
I had a dream where the King Gizzard heardle today was Stormur by Sigur Rós. That makes no sense for obvious reasons.
I had a really strange dream this time around. I was at some house. I would say Wilbur’s house because his grandparents were also there, but the layout was entirely different. We had a conversation about a time that didn’t happen. It was about a time where Dan accidentally almost gave me a bloody nose after we walked into each other, which never happened, but okay.
There were other people around. I guess there was a party going on. Somebody was showing off these strange items in their collection. I noticed they had a water bottle adorned with Yume Nikki imagery. I asked if they knew the game and they responded that they loved it. One of the items they showed off was really wild. She had to coax it out of some casing. It slowly grew in size before falling apart, revealing a die of some time. Then, suddenly, the 1 side of the die expanded out like a balloon and started pulling items in its radius to itself like a black hole. We jumped backward and the collector screamed. She later commented “and that’s how you get me to scream,” jokingly, but you could tell there was fear in her voice, even though she sounded so calm.
I had a dream earlier today that another man and I were living inside a base on Mars.
I was in some form of my grandfather Wayne’s house. We were getting ready to leave. I decided to take a shower first. I remember Wayne telling me: “Remember, the towels are in the last cabinets.”
As I took a shower, I had a radio playing music. In real life, I had Nine Inch Nails playing. (I was in and out of consciousness.) While I took a shower in the dream, I heard a song that sounded like a NIN song, but then a female’s voice came through instead. It’s a song I’ve never heard but it sounded really good. Shame I’ll never find it because I’m sure it doesn’t exist.
There was a trio band that were fighting not to be taken over by the media, I guess. The band was Animal Collective during the Merriweather Post Pavilion era, which had three of the four members. They were running around a massive room, trying to not get caught by men in suits. There was a long table merch on it. It almost distracted the band long enough to be caught, but they resisted. A song that I’ve never heard was playing during all of this.
The dream shifted over to my sister, Courtney, having contact with a strange individual. We were worried about her, but she ignored us. Slowly, this mysterious voice got to all of us. We weren’t as connected to them as Courtney was, but it led us on this journey to achieve something.
We went to this train station. At one point we had to wait for a train to pass by. There were beings around that we had to stop from them getting us. We walked up to a stationary car. Another individual was there. He was a burly guy and seemed like a teacher. We found a trumped and an 1800’s looking music sheet. I groaned and said, “I’m going to have to play this trumpet, am I?” I picked up the trumpet and looked at the notes. They showed the fingering chart or the notes instead of the actual note intonation. I hummed the notes, then played the trumpet, messing up once, and then tried again and got it right.
The sky starting to have a freak out. It started fading in and out of brightness, until a loud sound boomed from the sky and the cloud went dark gray, nearly black. Suddenly, these light tendrils came down and picked us up. It merged within us and then put us back down. A voice came through, telling how we were chosen ones. Our bodies looked different after the whole ordeal.
This was another apocalyptic dream. More post-apocalyptic than anything. It was like a mix of the Fallout franchise and the Yakuza franchise. I’ll explain.
The dream started with everyone in a vault being evacuated. I was talking to a higher-up as I was being sent out. The first thing I had to do was find clean water, which was difficult. I then got on a bike and rode around a city with my brother that still had cars going up and down the highways. Makes me wonder, was this place even in an apocalypse?
I was trying to get to a location where I would live, and I ran into a group of people who I had to fight. Somehow, I had a skateboard, even though I was just riding a bike. I had to fight with the skateboard like it was a Yakuza game.
For once, I had a fucking funny dream. I went to some back to put some money in the bank. The first guy I talked to was soft spoken. He called somebody over to talk with me. This guy was a cynical asshole and essentially stopped me from being able to use the bank. So, after that guy walked away, I gave the first guy a deal. I would give him ten dollars if he would slap the other guy. He asked if I was alright doing this and I said that it was fine. A lady who was also an employee at the bank tried to convince us both to not go through with this, but the guy took the money, and I watched as he waltzed over to the other guy and smack him across the face. I then left the bank center and pranced around the town (which quickly morphed into the high school somehow,) whilst “Lemons (“C418’s I want this to be a complete song”) remix” by Weebl (and C418) played, laughing all the while. When I went into the high school’s library, Kobe (someone I knew from school, and no, not Kobe Bryant, which is a shame.) heard the song and we started singing along to it, definitely not annoying everyone else in the library. (Also, no, I would never pay someone to hit someone else, but I find it funny that my dream-self did. It was like something straight out of a comedy movie. Apparently, listening to C418 while I sleep makes me have comedic dreams.
It was another apocalyptic dream. It started with Brandon offering to bring me on a trip he was taking with two of his friends and his brother, Ryan. I declined because I had things going on.
The dream eventually changed to everyone being in a school gymnasium. There were people dancing around. I was stuck in the middle of it, stressed out and wanting out. I saw that Brandon and his friends were there. Brandon greeted me, but I forgot what he said. He seemed more attached to his new female friend. I started to feel that something was off inside the gymnasium. People kept on repeating phrases over and over. I started panicking so I tried to leave. Then Brandon and I noticed that his new female started repeated words as well. As I tried to leave, people started following me. I sprinted to the exit and the crowd gave suit. Brandon followed me and I help the door open for him. Once he ran through, I tried slamming the door, but the swarm got to it. I pushed against the door with all my might, but they were pushing through. I saw McKenzie in the hallway and told her to me. She ran over and we pushed the door more. I saw a hand reaching out of the door frame and with nothing else to do I bit the sleeve-covered arm enough to where they would feel pain, and the swarm fled back inside the gymnasium. We then blocked the door.
A survival group People I can remember seeing were, McKenzie, Kobe, Autumn, James, Will, EmmaLeigh, and Brandon. Brandon started talking about losing all of family to this apocalypse. He said it wasn’t the first time he saw something like this. He described how Kylor was saying “mommy” all over again and that Ashley started doing it too, so that’s why he planned a trip. He didn’t tell any of us this until now. I told him that he still had one family member left: me. Then from a different room walked in Ryan and some person dressed as a plague doctor.
I had a recurring dream that I haven’t talked about yet in this log. I was at my house with Casper and Bryant. We found this measuring tape that if you move it a certain way, you will go backwards or forwards through time. We tested it out a bit. I moved the tape into the case and a few seconds into the past we went. We then went to the woods. I pulled the tape out and we went many years into the future. There were fences around the woods, and a strange, abandoned kiosk in front of the woods’ entrance. We broke into the kiosk, climbed through the reception desk window, and walked through the back door so that we could get into the woods. We climbed through three levels of fences with absolute ease. We were surprised we finally were able to do that with no problem. It was like some Mirror’s Edge shit. We celebrated our little victory by cheering each other on.
I was with a group of people. I don’t know exactly what the world of the dream was. We had to build some shelter of some kind. I, uh… accidentally managed to destroy a pile of clothes in the process. One of the others got really mad with me. Understandably so, but also I didn’t plan on breaking anything. It was an accident, after all.
Today has been a pretty bad one. I’m not going to explain it, though. It’s for the best if I don’t. It’s also 10:31 PM right now when I’m writing this, so at least it’s almost done. The dreams that I did have today, though, are really entertaining, at least to me. The dreams weren’t apocalyptic, (for once,) but one was action-packed, and one was just strange.
There was some family event going on. Things slowly started to get hectic, so Courtney agreed to bring me home. She was already trying to leave, so I tagged along.
The drive to the house, however, was insane. Strange twists and turns, crazy weather that was like in one area, random jumps. I almost fell straight out of the car at one point. We eventually did get the house, but it was hellish to do so,
The other dream was more tamer. I was at Bud and Ruth’s house. They were getting rid of some books, so I decided to take some. I remember one of them being about The B-52’s. There was one book that also caught my attention. I don’t remember the title, but it had Bud and Ruth on it. “You wrote a book?” I asked them. And the book was about them in a band. (From my knowledge, they never were.)
I’ve been listening to lore heavy bands lately, like Twenty One Pilots and The Hold Steady (mostly the latter.) And, well, I Remember 2006, Wilbur and I’s band, is very lore heavy, so it makes sense that I have a love for lore heavy bands. (Look at King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard, one of my biggest influences.) The last time Wilbur and I got together to record, I showed him Open Door Policy by The Hold Steady, and he showed me the new Twenty One Pilots album, Clancy. I’m not a massive fan of Twenty One Pilots per se, but I still would classify myself as a fan. I do prefer The Hold Steady’s music and lore over TOP’s, but what I think TOP does better than THS is making their music as an alternate reality game. Well, to be fair, from my knowledge The Hold Steady has never really done an ARG, but how they portray their stories are out of order and inter-connected in the same world, so in a way, it’s ARG-esque. I love it when bands do ARGs. It’s how I got into Nine Inch Nails because of Year Zero. Wilbur and I have been doing ARG tactics in I Remember 2006 every now and then, and this next album is going to lean more into that. (We’ve already recorded all of it. I just got to figure out a title and then release it. The album cover image has already been chosen, and it was taken by my brother, Brandon.)
Now, what the hell does this have to do with dreams? Well, last night, as I worked on backing up all the songs of the upcoming IR06 album, I had a video playing in the background that talked about the TOP lore up until before the release of Trench. I knew the band had lore, and I was aware of the ARG from the Blurryface album, but I didn’t really focus on the lore from Trench and onwards. (I do really like Trench.) (Also, side note, why hasn’t anyone made a lore video about The Hold Steady? There are nine albums to work with, come on!) Learning about the other ARG campaigns TOP has done has made me want to return to my ARG roots again. (We did ARG aspects for the album, Limits of Communication, and everything we do is connected, so ARG aspects never left.)
I ended up having a hard time sleeping last night. Half my body and half my fault for pulling another 3AM nighter because of this IR06 album. I woke up late, which is not a surprise.
The first dream I can remember was I was in a field with Wilbur. We were acting out some fight scene in a field for a video. This was probably sparked by the idea of making another music video for I Remember 2006 for an upcoming song called “King Ghidorah, and the Ever Failing Conquest”.
The last dream I had, Wilbur and I were walking around when we spotted an E&A (a store chain over here in Muskegon). I pointed it out and then we spotted Joshua Dunn. Wilbur said hi to Dunn and he greeted him, then Dunn said to me, “oh, hey, Rafe.”
“Wait, is this this thing where you like say you’ve met me? I don’t remember seeing you,” I responded. Wilbur and Josh started laughing, and then fucking Tyler Joseph walks up to me and greets me like an old friend. I get confused but start laughing along. Wilbur may have been pulling strings? We four talked about music as we walked around.
What is it with me having dreams about meeting bands? Pink Floyd, Animal Collective, random non-existent bands. I guess it is the way of a musician who is a dreamer.
You know it’s strange when I say I have woke from one of the weirdest dreams I’ve had. I was in the car with Courtney and Brenda. We drove around some city. I got out of the car at some point and walked toward a gate to an enclosed village. Every structure was gray scaled, and there were people in robes standing around. I was in some strange outfit myself. I was wearing a red shirt. My right sleeve turned into a weird glove at the end of it. I danced around the crowd, and they looked back at me perplexed. It was like I was controlling them with my movements. That’s when I heard of the wails of ambulance sirens. I looked back and saw that the car was gone, and so was Courtney and Brenda.
I booked it out of that village. I ran around to try and find Courtney and Brenda, but I couldn't find them. As I ran around, gates from different parts of the city were closing. I was only able to get through one before they all closed me in. I noticed, however, that there was a tree nearby me that went over a fence, so I climbed the tree, ignoring the words of some lady in the city, and jumped over the fence. There was a stream flowing behind the bridge, as well as a small bridge that led to a path in a forest. As I walked down that path, I could hear the introduction to the Everything Now album by Arcade Fire, as my vision was taken over by orbs of multicolored lights.
When my vision returned to me, I found myself in another bustling city, but this time I was in the future. I was still in the outfit I had on when the dream started. I ran into this teenager with darker skin than me. He would soon become my guide in this new world. He told me about the new technology that the world has. He brought me to a pop dispenser that played two different versions of the melody from another song from Everything Now. I honestly think it may have been Chemistry that was playing, and that’s really funny and not at all ominous, because “Chemistry” is also a “brand” in the world of Everything Now. I think I was in the world of Everything Now. AKA, corporate hell.
The kid showed me a map of the United States, and it looked so different. It was smaller. All the coastlines shrunk. Some state lines were different. Michigan’s upper peninsula was now a part of Canada. I asked what happened to the lakes and he solemnly responded that they were mostly harvested. That hurt me to hear, I started giving off ideas that could’ve been done instead of just harvesting the Great Lakes, like building residential town in or on the water. The Lakes didn’t deserve to go.
I saw around that there were strange machines and screens. Somebody was playing some strange horror arcade game based on Pokémon. There was a big screen that was showing a Family Guy episode, which I don’t even know why. I haven’t watched a Family Guy episode in I think years. I really don’t even watch TV anymore. I guess Family Guy is eternal… Wish it weren’t sometimes.
This dream had the feel of playing a psychological horror game like Silent Hill. I really like Silent Hill. I have played Silent Hill Origins, and I have played Silent Hill 2. Within this dream, I wasn't in the Silent Hill town. It just felt like a Silent Hill game, okay? I was with this lady as we explored this town. We have heard of a rumor about a gruesome murder. Our curiosity got the best of us and we went there with cameras in the hands trying to record us exploring through the house where the murders took place.
When we got there, we found out that we couldn't find a way to get in. Some elderly lady told us to use shovels to find a way in. She didn't seem like she was scared. She's more like, “yeah, go see what happens, have fun.” It was like she was nagging us on. Nevertheless, we followed her advice and used shovels to find a cellar door opening. We then climbed inside of the basement.
Exploring the interior of the house, we felt this energy. The house looked like it was abandoned in a in a little bit of disarray, but not much chaos was left. We saw the kitchen, living room, a bathroom and it all looked for the most part, like a normal house, if not messier than usual. The energy was still oppressive in the house. As we explore deeper, we decided to check out one of the rooms where the supposed murder spree happened. We opened the door to one of the bedrooms and we saw blood stains on the carpet. Instead of investigating further we both said fuck this and ran out of the house. We exited out of the garage door, but when I turned around we were right where the cellar door opening was. That doesn't make any sense. The first person we saw when we got out was that old lady. She was smug about her response, saying something like “that’s not what you expected, huh?” Yeah, this dream was weird.
I’m making an educated guess on the day because I’m not exactly sure when it was. All I know is it was during the timespan where I had to take refuge in Wilbur’s house for a few days because a scenario at home that I will not go into detail. A dream I had during that time was another apocalyptic one. (Who would’ve guessed?) An invasion was going on whilst Wilbur and I were in the high school. These extra-terrestrials were able to possess peoples’ minds and control them to harm themselves. I had to stop Wilbur from doing so in the dream. Afterwards, we fled to the basement of the high school (which there is none to my knowledge, but what is the elementary school used to be the high school, and there was a basement with classrooms and a pool. Imagine being in an underground classroom. You’re not getting natural light for an hour, maybe even more.) We and everyone around were essentially stuck living in this bunker of a high school. Why is the high school a recurring place in my dreams to have apocalyptic scenarios happening around it?
I was in an art room, making painting and playing with strange but cool instruments. I think I was working with Ms. Sheehe. (I miss her.)
I know that I'm saying this at 22 of September, but I'm still going to talk about it. This dream was another apocalyptic dream. Don't you love zombie apocalypse? It started out as like me, with the group of friends playing some arcade zombie style game. We were messing around with going out of bounds and then getting hit with the umbrella man from the Interloper ARG. We then shifted towards a remake of the game and we found out that it was more real. Me ending up in games that I was playing in dreams isn't a first with this dream.
The scope of this one was bigger and you could actually go quote-un-quote out of bounds and explore the world. There were like maybe four people with me here at this moment. One of them was the Demoman from the Team Fortress franchise. While you're fighting ghouls, we could hear people off in the distance in the woods. We caught a glimpse of them, but we couldn't get to them in time. We got out of the area that we started in and we wandered off.
At some point we got swarmed in. The only person I could get out of it was Demoman. He was in really bad shape and I didn't know what to do with him. He, however, guided me to this area that was I guess a healing spot. I carried him over to this building and brought him to this room that he said was a healing room. Lo and behold, it actually worked. We then wandered off in the area and somehow ended up in civilization. The zombies were all gone. It's like they weren't ever even there.
I found myself lost somewhere in Michigan. I was several counties away from my home. I had to ask people for directions and use a map to figure out where the hell I was. I never did get home before I woke up.
I was in some merged house. What I mean by that is it's a big house with like two families in it. The families weren't interconnected by blood or anything. It was just two families living in a big house. One of them was an older male child. Maybe he was about 17 or 18, but I know that he was getting ready to go to college soon. He was mostly a gamer, but he had a collection of records that he was trying to sell for, you know, money to go to college. One of them was a King Gizzard record. If you know me, I'm a massive fan of King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard. They are one of my biggest influences. I actually have a CD by them and fur vinyl records by them. I knew the record that he was on top of, like this five stack of records was a King Gizzard record. I can't remember what it was though. I have the band Camp page of King Gizzard up right now and I can't figure out what album it was. I know it wasn't changes because it was way too early for that. I could tell that the album was way earlier than Changes. I feel like it was probably maybe between 2019 and 2020. Honestly, the record had the feel of Butterfly 3000 with its design, but it wasn't Butterfly 3000. I don't even think the record that I saw actually exists. Read The earliest it could have been was during their 2017 output, but it didn't feel like 2017. Either way, I wanted it, but I couldn't get it. I wouldn't wake up before anyway. I'm not surprised I would eventually imagine or dream about a fictional King Gizzard record.
When I mean the house is huge, I mean the house is huge. It was several floors, maybe three or even four. There were countless rooms. There were many people living in there. It was just like a mansion, if you will. A mansion with two different families living in it.
At some point I hopped on my 3DS. I guess I got to see the memo through Flipnote Studio 3D. The guy who's technically younger than me and I watched some flip notes that I could tell were made by me if I was like a little better than I am now. Some of the character designs are different. For example, Cole had a different hairstyle. The backgrounds were really good. I'm not the best with backgrounds, I'm not the worst either, but there's a way better people than me. They're background artists. They look fluid too. I could do some fluid animations, but like compared to what I saw in my dream, I'm not at that point yet.
You know, I'm actually alright with this dream. It was weird, but it felt welcoming. I've also been having a lot of good sleep as of late. I'm really happy about that, even though it makes me kind of wake up later than I usually want to. However, I'm also starting to fall asleep earlier, like 9:00 to 10:00. I don't mind actually. OK, I might a little bit, but it's not enough for me to be completely annoyed. I actually know that me getting this amount of sleep is healthy for my body, so I like to think about that. Any amount of sleep you can get as an insomniac is a godsend. And I've been having a good part of sleep as of late.
I was a part of team of researchers getting prepared to go to Mars. We were doing a simulation of living on Mars to get us used to everything. We walked around in suits if we were outside of the living corridors, which was a rover designed as a motor home. I think there was probably a bigger living space somewhere than there. There were six of us, I believe.
One of the ladies on the team testing the rover by driving it around, testing if everything worked. She asked me to help look over everything in the rover home as she drove around. Everything went as planned. Another lady and a man on the team exited out of the rover. I yelled at them “what are you doing?!” because they didn’t put on their suits. They got scorned for doing so. The lady came back in and commented on how cold it was outside
We had some downtime, so I hopped on 3DS and looked at animations. I talked with the crew of how long our journey is going to be to get mars and how long we’re going to be there. We would be gone from Earth for almost a year.
Some friend of mine came to my door in this dream. I honestly don't remember who it was. They just claimed to be a friend of mine and I believed them. We went walking around trying to find some abandoned location to get into. We wanted to explore some abandoned location. He chose some location and got caught. Then choose another location and got caught again. I saw this empty office building. It was like on one of those buildings you see just going on and on forever. So, it was kind of like a small building within a building. And there were also three offices there, completely abandoned.
The person who spotted my friend the second time walked up to me and said, “hey, what are you doing?” I responded with a comment of how these abandoned offices could be turned into apartments. I explained the boundaries of each apartment. They seem to have liked the idea and called up somebody to tell them about some construction plans.
I don't know if I'll be able to explain this one that well. This dream was set in this strange world where everything was kind of stuck in a dimensional loop. I was with this group of six people. We were all still like in high school We were running around a house pretty much panicked. I was carrying a TV the other two were saying were evil. We had brought it from upstairs down to the study. When we took it out-of-the-box, it was really a monitor, not more of a television. There were a handful of games inside of the box. I think a couple of them were like Final Fantasy. There was a ship ton of like Pokémon Dynasty games which isn't a spinoff game that exists from my memory.
We saw that things that we had wrote on a piece of paper before were disappearing. We were trying to write down times of the day that were like a schedule. The first date disappeared after we wrote it. That gave me the idea that the times can't be accurate. The others got the memo and we had to go fast because the other times were erasing. I asked the other kid at the door frame if the school was still trapped. He told me that yes, it was.
We started running around this area. Eventually, we passed by this one room, just shrouded in darkness. There was a girl that had gone inside of that room. I followed her inside to see what she was doing. I wanted to tell her about like this time thing that I figured out. More people knowing how to circumvent this weird system, the better. She then hit me with a bombshell. She was related to someone that was causing all of this to happen. Not only that, other members of the group had something that was important about them. I definitely had a sense of being able to see through the cracks of things. There was another person who’s special number was 69.
We all walked out of this dark room. I got a glimpse of what the inside of the school looked like. The students that were stuck in the halls were either all in a trance or in a panic, not being able to escape. Suddenly, one of the kids in my group walked in. He started spewing nonsense and everybody turned to face him. He then went completely off the rails and it was almost like everybody was drawn towards him. He became aggressive and I had to push him down onto the floor. I thought at first that he completely lost it and was going to do way more harm than good. I hesitated, though, taking them out. Something didn't feel right. Then out of nowhere, his mood changed, he starts screaming out of desperation. This caused a chain reaction that ended up actually freeing the school. Whatever was trapping everyone in had broken. I helped him back up. We both were wondering what the fuck was going on. I then looked at a clock and I realized something. The time was 6:09. It was also his birthday. His special number was a clue to free the school.
We all got back to the main area, we all six gathered up and had a celebration. We were one step closer to stopping all of these situations. We ended up having a feast. I grabbed a lot of chicken. We sat in this small conference room.