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[This one goes all over the place, and MIGHT be part of the last dream but I couldn't remember the transition. And I'm going to classify it as lucid!]

I'm in a place I don't know, surrounded by people I don't know (but will get to know) and all I do know is that if it were any windier, surely we'd be ducking for cover from tornadoes.

One guy in the group of people I'm with keeps talking about a thing he needs to go to and we were going with him. Turns out it was a huge party that might last for a couple days. Huge. Couple. Everything that happens is happening so fast that it seems simultaneous, which would have been impossible because I or anyone can only do so much at once.

First we're floating around in the pool and I was the unlucky one who couldn't get a spot by the wall, so when the wind blew, besides almost blowing me off my floaty tube thing, I ended up at the other end of the pool getting dirty looks from the people in it. I wish I had fallen off the floaty tube thing, maybe I'd have been better off drowning.

After some other weird shenanigans, as the sun sets people start to chill out and hang in smaller groups. I end up with two other guys who seem to really like me and they're okay but I don't like them that much, so I was telling myself. They stand on either side of me moving too much like weirdos (or maybe dancing. I can't tell.) while I hold up a screen that we're all looking at and talking about. One of the guys is so close to me now that I'd swear he glued his arm to mine, but I let it slide. I got that stupid feeling in my stomach. It starts to rain and I put the screen thing over my head like an umbrella and the guys move closer to me to shield me from the rain, acting like I would melt if a single drop of rain touched me. The guy that was too close to me earlier put his arm around me and I don't really like it but I let that slide too. Too bad it was actually sliding down my back... and my butt. That's when I realized I was still not wearing any pants from swimming earlier. I got so mad that I nearly punched the guy and storm off. They planned that all night, said that lame a** high five. I just got madder.

I find an empty room to hang out in alone. There's a couple laptops in here and one desktop with a scarily tall tower that shook so much that I wanted nothing to do with it. I climb up on the bed and pull up a laptop but I don't get a chance to use it because something on that teddy bear just poked me, so I investigate it. It's just a sticker thing, like the ones in fields that stick your sock and annoy the hell out of you. Except it was about ten times bigger. There's something wrong here, because next to the giant sticker was a spider web and if anyone slept here there should be webs on it. I check the other side of the bear and see this horrifyingly large ugly spider hanging there. Wow I regret doing that, hope I didn't MAKE IT MAD. So I jump off the bed and there's at least three other kinds of creepy large spiders crawling around this room. I try to squash them with a small book on my way out. I sit in the hall with the overly tall computer tower and I lean on the top of it to try to keep it from shaking so much. I think it's about to break.

At this point with nothing seeming right, I start to think maybe it's not real. This is a nightmare and I need to WAKE! UP! I start screaming and no sound comes out, so now I know that I'm dreaming. I focus all my energy into screaming, like how that little girl screamed in that new show Believe. It wasn't like that but I did eventually wake up. I woke up into the same spot in the same dark hallway that I was in, but the computer was gone so I figured it must have worked.

I've awoken to a time of crisis. There are explosions, and flashing lights everywhere. I'm trying to comfort some boy who's crying over a girl. I don't really know what I'm saying but I feel like it's pretty good advice. But the boy says "Stop saying those things. Those things make me feel worse. I like her but I just broke up with her!" He's sobbing his little eyes out. All I can think is, geez you're like 11. Someone older comes over and is trying to explain to me what's been going on. There's a huge explosion down the road and I stop listening to them. I just blubber out "DID YOU SEE THAT? THERE WAS A, IT WAS JUST, THAT, DID YOU SEE THAT??"

Much later after I've calmed down, I made a sheet a sheet of paper that was rigged to explode when thrown, to battle with the people who made the huge explosion earlier. It was only a test though, and I really didn't wanna blow s**t up but the guy who was explaining what was happening earlier picked it up and asked if it was ready. "So you want me to chunk it over there yet?" Like I'd really have much of a say in the matter. All I could do was look out the window at all the fire and lights. Some of the lights were from police cars and I shut the curtains before I could risk them seeing me. I feel guilty for feeling guilty and peek out again but there's just too many flames now.