Prototype – John Jr's Blog

The Lucid Dream

I can not remember my first dream very well, and I actually forgot that I had the dream until a few minutes after I woke up.

All I remember is that I was in a dream and that I realized that it was a dream so the dream became a lucid dream, and so I told myself that this was dream out loud and I started to take control of the dream.

I remember there was a woman there but I can not remember who she was or what she looked like exactly, and I think that she had short light brown hair.

I did not get that feeling of my body being in bed and so I thought that I would not wake up this time, but I felt the dream fading so I touched something in the dream to stop it from fading; but I could barely feel the object.

Next, I looked around so that my eyes could focus on the dream but everything was still fading, but that did slow down the fading process.

The dream went dark but I felt that I could hear the dream, but I felt that I was now awake.

I kept my eyes closed hoping to go back into the dream, but I think I woke completely up or I went back to sleep later; but this time it was a normal non-lucid dream.

I Murdered Someone

I got the feeling that this dream was connected to the first dream, but it was not a lucid dream.

I remember being next to two houses that were on the side of the road that goes to LC, and I was standing by my automobile.

Both houses were small one floor/story shotgun style houses, and both were painted white.

I think the house on the left side had the woman from The Lucid Dream, her mom, her dad, her older brother, and her younger brother.

For some reason I think I was trying avoid them seeing me, like I was uncomfortable about them seeing me after something that happened in The Lucid Dream, but I can not remember what happened in that dream to make me act that way.

I could see them in the house having family fun together, like they were getting ready for Christmas or something.

I was sneaking by the side of the house and I could see them from the window, for some reason I wanted to see them, but I did not want them to see me.

I think the woman’s little brother was coming outside the back door, and so I hid inside the house next door.

I felt like I wanted to go talk with the woman at the house, but for some reason I was uncomfortable or afraid.

Now that I was in the second house, I hoped that no one was inside the house, because I was going to walk across the house; so that I could sneak back to my automobile.

This house was a bit dark inside, but the light from the windows was bright enough and the house was quiet.

I thought no one was in the house so I kept walking, but a woman walked from a room on my left side and she saw me in her house.

She asked: “Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?!”.

I panicked but I somehow remembered that this might be a dream, but I was not sure if it was or not, so I decided to test to see if it was a dream or not.

I suddenly had a handgun and the woman was about to scream and/or call the police, and I tried to tell her that I was just trying to sneak through her house to avoid being seen by her neighbors.

She tried to run to tell her neighbors and/or call the police or something, and so I shot her with the handgun; but she kept running, and so I kept shooting her.

She fell but she got up, and she ran across the road instead of going to her neighbors house; and she seemed to be trying to scream, hoping that some one driving by would hear her.

Also it seemed that she had a life bar, like on a video game, and so every time she got shot her life bar went down.

I noticed that the neighbors did not hear the gunshots or screams yet, but I was worried that she would escape and get the police; and suddenly I had a shotgun, and I shot her from across the street with the shotgun.

This time she died and she fell into a ditch on the side of the road, which was pretty deep, and so most people driving by would not notice/see her.

I stopped for a moment thinking that I could not believe what I had just done, and I hoped that this really was a dream; and so to test my dream theory I said that if this was a dream, that when I walk across the street, that the body of the woman should be/will be gone.

So I walked across the street but the body of the woman was still there, I was shocked and I thought that this was not a dream, but that it was REAL LIFE!

I felt terrible that I had just murdered someone to test if this was a dream or not, to avoid the neighbors seeing me, and to avoid that woman from calling the police on me for sneaking through her house.

Somehow the two guns were gone, and so I decided to walk back into her house to think about what to do before anyone saw me outside.

As I walked into the house to think, someone knocked on the door, and I was going to run out of the back door but I decided to open the door instead.

There was a man who looked like he might be a family member of the woman I killed, and he told me that the woman who lived in this house, is dead in the ditch across the street.

I pretended to be surprised, and I noticed that some police officers were already over there looking at the body.

I think the man wanted me to walk over there with him to talk to the police, but I was not sure if I should go over there or run; but then I woke up.

That was a terrible dream, I think that may have been one of the first times that I have murdered someone in a dream, and it might be the first time that I thought something was a dream at first but then later I thought that it was real; which made the situation even worse ,and I thought that I had just murdered a woman in the real world!

The Gun

In this dream I was at another house next to the road that goes to LC.

This time I was at the house of Gunnery Sergeant Hartman (R. Lee Ermey) from the movie Full Metal Jacket, and I think Mr. LS was there.

The old man was a former United States Marine Corps soldier (marine), and he was testing out a new prototype assault rifle.

It looked a lot like the Heckler & Koch XM8 assault rifle, and he was testing the gun against targets in his yard.

He asked me to shoot the gun too so I did and the gun was very accurate, it had very low recoil, and it was pretty light weight for an assault rifle.

He then got a gun that looked like an old rifle and he shot a target, and the gun was so powerful that the target ripped into two pieces; and one piece flew across the street.

I asked Mr. LS what kind of gun was that and he said it was a shotgun, and that he was probably using #00 Buck (double-aught).

I was surprised that it was a shotgun, and I was surprised by how powerful it was.

Also, I thought that it was dangerous and illegal that he was shooting guns in his yard, by the street, and across the street.

I thought for a moment, and I started to wonder about the dream where I murdered that woman; but then I woke up.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂

Last night I remember parts of three separate and unrelated dreams; the first was about Barrack Obama, the second took place at a fictional M with a guy that looked like Patrick “Packie” McReary from the video game Grand Theft Auto IV (GTA IV), and the third had me testing a flying device that looked like a whoopee cushion in D.

Barack Obama

This was the first dream so I do not remember it much, but I believe it started with a news broadcast about Mr. Obama.

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