Dream 1
I started to get nervous about my upcoming job interview yesterday and I got a headache and I went to bed later than I wanted to, I had a hard time going to sleep but once I went to sleep I was sleeping good until I woke up during the night and my mind remembered the upcoming job interview, and so then I knew that my sleep/dreams/dream recall would continue to be interrupted and that I would experience the usual negative physical reactions that I get in times like these.
I kept waking up throughout the night from a repeating dream about the television show The Strain which I watched several episodes of last night, each time there would be slight variations involving the character Abraham Setrakian forming his team to fight the vampires and there was something about pea coats/clothing and many other things that I can not remember, and I would wake up feeling sick to my stomach from the anxiety; and so I could not sleep or dream or remember my dreams normally throughout most of the night, but I do remember part of my last dream which went lucid at the end.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of my second/last dream is that it took place on a gray day in a dream world that was controlled by a cruel military dictatorship it seemed like something from The Hunger Games film or something like that, there was a resistance group starting to fight back I think, and so a military helicopter with snipers was hovering over our neighborhood looking for them as everyone was supposed to stay inside their houses or risk being shot by the military.
I was either in the resistance group or I wanted to help them because I was tired of the military/government killing/torturing/enslaving us so I ran outside to sneak through the alley which looked like a fictional longer version of the alley by my parent’s house with fictional houses on both sides of it, when I got to the end of the alley there was a fictional version of the field by my parent’s house, and in the middle of the field was an old broken chicken/duck coop/cage in dirt/mud with the wire and wood broken and in a pile mostly; and on the other side of it was a house with a small tree in front of it like in real life.
I decided to try to shoot the helicopter down with a guided missile I think that I have no idea of where it came from, I did not lock the weapon on its target unfortunately, and I shot at it without aiming properly; and so I am not sure if I even hit it or not, and I remember running across the field toward the broken chicken/duck coop/cage so that I could walk calmly on the other side of the house where they could not see me if they survived and/or if other soldiers came to find who shot the guided missile.
After passing the broken chicken/duck coop/cage a mean-looking male soldier with whitish colored skin with short yellowish hair in military-style haircut wearing smooth whitish colored hard armor over most of his body except for his neck and head (it looked a bit like stormtrooper armor and the armor of the soldiers on The Hunger Games films like smooth shiny hard lightweight plastic-like armor) holding a light machine gun walked from the other side of the house where I was about to walk, and he looked ready to kill something.
I yelled to the soldier: “He went that way!” while pointing in the direction behind him on the other/left side of the house, he looked back like he was going to believe my lie, but then he turned back toward me and he started shooting his light machine gun at me; and so I started running and dodging, but I noticed that I did not hear bullets flying by me or ricochet oddly like his gun sounded like it was shooting but there were no bullets.
So I decided that I would try to flank him and attack him so I was going to run to the other side of the field and sneak around to flank him from the left side, but then I instantly realized that I was dreaming (so the dream became a lucid dream now) so I started to smile and feel confident and I slowly started to power up as I turned around to calmly walk back to face him.
I was calmly walking and slowly powering up to keep the dream stable but as I was passing the broken chicken/duck coop/cage I noticed something crawling from it which scared me a bit, I stopped to see what it was, and it was a homeless-looking man with dark-brownish colored skin crawling out to attack me like he was crazy.
I tried to calm him down and I did not have time for this because I needed to deal with the soldier and possibly the helicopter with snipers if it was still around and any soldiers coming to help and I needed to stay calm to avoid making the dream unstable and waking up, but the crazed homeless-looking man ran to attack me crazily.
I angrily ran at him still powering up telling him that I did not have time for this and we both ran at each other and tackled each other in the air but my tackle was more powerful so I landed on top of him, but this sudden burst of power and anger and excitement caused the dream to become unstable and I woke up before I could even ask him a question or do anything else that I wanted to do in this now lucid dream.
The end,
-John Jr
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