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>>41097

You mean like a private one? No?

>>41097

It's not like the movies, private detectives are extremely cucked and limited on what they are allowed to do. You're more likely to be spying on spouses than solving any actual crime.

>>41098

>>41102

I see.. too bad.

Dreamt I went to the cinema for, like, Star Wars 20 or something. On the arm of my seat, I discovered a phone. I was considering returning it to the staff when it lit up with these messages. It was an anonymous love confession, but they wouldn't come out to face me because it started off by basically saying it was a gay one. It described odd habits of mine, so there was no mistake in identity, and they wouldn't come out to show themselves because they knew I'd never have them. I concurred, and said that they'd better stay anonymous, for their sake and mine, because, to be frank, I still find gays gross.

I jumped really high. My intention was clear. Every time I lost my upwards momentum, some sort of expressionless cute girl would stand in the air, grab my hand and throw up even higher. I knew what I had to do. While the cute girl would grab my left hand to fling me higher, I always had my right had ready.

I punched out the sun.

Just had a dream about managing some sort of personal murder dungeon. The last victim was some psychologist guy who INSISTED my character had gone absolutely baloney because of hit one of some hallucinogenic drug they took some time ago due to unavoidable circumstances I can't remember, so he refused to do something very important for me. Represent me somewhere I think, a court case unrelated to the whole murder dungeon thing? Apparently my character was some sort of expert psychologist himself and he knew that the brain could have no permanent damage with this drug without a sufficiently high dose. When he told him how apparently stupid he was, he admit that he might not have been as knowledgeable as my character, but refused to help in whatever this is. My character got very angry and beat him until he fell unconscious, leading into the whole murder dungeon thing.

Oh yeah, this took place in a train station, by the way. Some chick thought it was hot how I lashed out like that.

I was stuck in some kind of small house. I was a kid again, and the two others who were stuck with me were the same. There were many strangely specific rules in the house, and something about it made me feel as though we needed to fight for our survival. There was a strange and very obviously demonic "caretaker", who decided the rules. We had to fulfill specific tasks which involved leaving the house and going through portals to different worlds and doing something there. I found myself being told to go to world number three, which is apparently the most dangerous of the group. One of the other kids said something about how I'm likely being disposed of. I went through the portal and found myself in a highly bizarre world of strange colors, trees and pieces of a shopping mall randomly thrown in. Something about it looked awfully familiar, like I've dreamed of this location at least twice before. Anyways, I entered the deep forest, not knowing what I was even supposed to do here, and found a sword sticking out of the ground. The holy blade spoke to me in a powerful voice. It told me that despite the fact that I'm being led down the path of darkness (?), I am still worthy of taking it. It claimed that only to my name and one other (don't remember) would it function. It told me to conceal it from all of the others, for they are truly of the dark while it is of the light. It also had a specific name, although I do not remember what it was. I also picked up some dice which were on the floor, I assumed that they were far stronger than the sword, like the broken dice weapon from FFVI, so I took them with me as well.

This was an interesting dream.

There was another me. I was still myself though, so there was two of me. I'm fairly sure nothing like this has ever happened to me before in a dream. Anyways, a swarm of demon girls all surrounded me, while the other me just stood there. I didn't like these demon girls. They were not cute. They seemed to represent things such as lowly pleasures. I didn't like them at all. Despite swarming all around me, before a single one could touch me, I used my super cool sorcerer dream magic to destroy all of them in seconds. Not even a single drop of their demon blood touched me.

But then something very interesting happened. The other me got on his knees. He was crying just as I used to. He said something along the lines of "She was there. How could you?", as if saying that one of the demon girls was his waifu or something. Then something happened to him. The bones in his body seemed to warp, grow and impale him. Then he just fucking blew up. It was honestly really grotesque, even by my dream standards.

The first part was obviously a power fantasy, however I feel as though I could take the second part in one of two ways. It's either telling me that I'm attached to something which I shouldn't be, or it's warning me not to do so.

I had a dream I got killed by a prostitute

It was post apocalyptic or sth. I was a survivor, and I was on the roof of a building. I think it might have been an arcade. I remember playing a racing game earlier in the dream. Anyway. This whore joined me on the roof and began to seduce me, but I turned her down. We chatted for a while about unintelligible dream things, and then I looked down and noticed someone climbing the stairs.

That's when she pushed me off the roof.

I woke up on the ground to see the guy who was on the stairs standing in front of me before a gate. I grabbed my gun and pointed it at him, but decided not to shoot him and let my hand fall to the ground. Then I changed my mind, lifted the gun, and pulled the trigger. only to hear the click from the unloaded weapon.

That's when the man fired at me and hit me in the lung, and I woke up.

NOT FEATURED IN MY DREAM: A 1970 Charger I had sitting outside the gate in my dreamworld. It never appeared, but I knew it was what they were after. I felt it.

8/27

I was a mecha pilot. My mecha looked pretty stupid and was red. There was some sort of amorphous kaiju which I tried to fight. It coiled around me, everything was starting to get destroyed but I didn't want to lose just yet. I shouted really loudly and lasers shot out of my mecha in every direction. Then I beat the kaiju with a metal fist powered by my fighting spirit. In a partially destroyed mecha I went back to the base and saw four girls in military uniforms. The one with black hair was the cutest and she seemed to be tsundere to me. All of them apparently served a king, who recently died.

8/28

It was the same setting again. I still had my robot, which was both fixed up and made to look a lot cooler. The four military girls and the concept of the dead king were still present. There was some sort of "rival" to me. I got suggested some sort of offer, but I did not take it. There was fighting between me in my mecha and some other mecha, likely piloted by my rival.

8/29

The setting was once more the same. Military girls and the idea of the dead king were both still a thing. Something started acting up in my mecha. At a certain point, I wasn't even in it and its crimson hand grabbed some random girl on its own. It looked different now, it was bigger and looked much more menacing. It was partially covered in wires. Then an idea entered my head. Something about the "fusion of souls" in which a dominant being consumes the souls of a lesser being to become stronger or something. I really don't get it.

This is probably a first for me. I don't think I've ever had dreams that consecutively took place in the same world before. As for my explanation, I think that the mecha represents an idea of strength, which shouldn't be abused. It was good for self defense, it was good for righteousness (the rival was obviously evil) but it was evil when it functioned for an evil purpose (abducting an innocent girl out of its own will).

>>41241

That sounds similar to a scene in Umineko with the Seven Sisters of Purgatory.

I got banned from all of my private trackers. My heartbeat's still elevated somewhat.

My parents reminded me of a fictional incident in the distant past where I balled up a bunch of slices of ham, threw them somewhere, and something bad happened. I can't really tell what it could've been, something to do with bugs, I imagine.

I'm not gonna go into detail, but I was dreaming that I Nanahira and Camelia were visiting me in my hometown and that we spent time together. I rarely ever felt so happy after a dream.

I was in the middle of fighting some kind of huge, real-life boss in a kind of urban environment, and I was going to prove to some invisible, immaterial friend that it CAN be beaten without cheesing it. I went into this chamber it can't fit into to do this whole mini platforming thing and trigger a scripted sword plunge, but then I noticed this fucking wall-mounted television and its terrible fullscreen scaling mode. I was a little hesitant about fiddling with this background prop while I was about to show off, but I had to do it.

So as I tried to navigate the options menus, I found that all of menus were split up between regions on a fantasy world map. I don't remember the names, but I think there was a forested city, a desert town, and some coastal ruins. The ruins were where you manage the active input, and even if I had time to go all the way through the menus, and a comprehensive enough state of mind for them all to actually correlate them to settings, I still wouldn't be able to figure out what they were all for.

I don't remember much else, but as you navigated between the different "regions", you'd get these ridiculous CG-animated cutscenes depicting a travel there. One that really annoyed me was like a 10-second video of some simulated waves going into the coastal ruins. In the end, I couldn't find a more sensible "center" scaling mode.

Just imagine the nightmare of an alternate history were "smart" TVs were around about a decade ago, and ricers rooting them just to implement this convuluted garbage. >>39670

I was in a little bakery, and I accidentally caved a friend's head in. I called for the ambulance, but a fire truck came instead.

Also, afterwards I grabbed one of the display items and ate it before asking the proce, as an age-old habit, before the frustrated old lady explained for the dozenth time that they're contributed by the other old ladies as a part of a contest, and that you're NOT meant to buy, let alone eat them.

Bitch, everything has a price! I'll graciously give you my hard-earned money in exchange for your delicious pastries, and you'll deny me? I think I might cave another head in.

Dreamt I was shitposting about this ominous unencrypted spy signal somebody intercepted on the radio. It was just chatter, but it'd keep on getting jammed.

Apparently, because of this policy where you aren't allowed to complain about services being publicly granted in the military, this lady had to do ridiculous things like etch the phrase "Jazz is groovy!" into her hand with a knife.

There was a large city in the middle of a desert. It looked like a city from the ancient past with the way people dressed, the building structures and the lack of technology. But at the same time, in certain areas it seemed to be of something from the far future, with giant skyscrapers and giant robots. I named this city "Sodom" after the Biblical city of the same name. I had a remarkably high level of awareness in this dream, leading to me exhibiting godlike powers. I spent some time admiring the ancient aspect of the city. There was a lot of violence among the ignorant citizens though. Then I teleported to a more futuristic area. There I was suddenly approached by someone wearing a Japanese school uniform. My divine knowledge allowed me to know that this degenerate was just a trap. I waved my hand and altered the faggot into a real girl just to see what would happen. The faggot was driven to insanity instantly, despite having gotten what he wanted. Anyways, I then saw that there was some sort of war taking place with mecha doing the combat. I phased into one of them and saw that a cute girl was piloting it. I liked looking at her exceptional breasts and the bodysuit that concealed them. Invisible to her, I started whispering suggestions directly into her mind, which influenced how she was fighting.

Pretty fun stuff.

Sometimes I can have multiple dreams if I keep forcing myself to sleep. Woke up three hours into sleep hearing people whisper in my ear not dream related but it did help. Then four hours later woke up again because neighbors kids are loud in the morning. After ten minutes of being awake I went back to bed would sleep for an hour then wake up four times in a row each time a different dream.

There was a very old man. He looked like a beggar.

Despite that, he told me to let him carry me on his back. I refused many times over, and then he called me by my first name. I'm not too fond of my first name, I remember many occasions in which I told people to call me by my last name, and even my imaginary girlfriend doesn't use it. It really ticked me off, but since he was a defenseless old man I didn't do anything to him. He asked once more and I told him that I will follow this lonely path of mine and never stray from it. I told him that if it's the path that leads to the Devil, I'll just have to defeat the Devil and keep moving along my path. He seemed to like my answer, smiling as I explained it to him in a very dramatic way.

Just a few dreams.

9/28

Angelic Nazis descended from the heavens and sent humanity into complete chaos. There was a cute one who hung around with me for some reason. Also one of them was a horrifying monster. I kept my distance from it.

9/30

Two dudes had a friendly rivalry. Arrow keys. 8 and 12. Some sort of character I know? Can't remember.

10/1

Something about a revolution. Tigers surrounded me but then I remembered that I'm immortal. Through my display of confidence they left me alone. After that I had a different dream about robots or something, until the three commanders from Dies Irae showed up. They were all messed-up versions of themselves. Schreiber was replaced by the horrifying monster from 9/28. Also kaiju somewhere.

10/2

At some sort of school. Lost. People laughed at me. I didn't care. School was in the middle of a fucking desert. Clock tower. Cute girls in the clock tower, one of which had magic powers. Some random guy also there and he found some sort of secret passageway. Then the whole thing of me dreaming of waking up over and over happened, which was hell.

I found this in a notebook of mine. It's both highly embarrassing with that dumb bit at the beginning, but also kind of highly disturbing. No idea what inspired me to write this.

what do I call that?

horror? catatrophic failure? ironic dysphoria? dream despair? absurdism?

A man is suddenly stricken with the knowledge (delusion?) that he is dead and his parents are about to visit, and discover his animate(?) corpse, in some time like 10 minutes

Somebody is desperately scrambling across the ground for something they're lost, but have forgotten what it was

A person is entirely unnoticable by any other person

Locked-in syndrome

"I was trying to remember a word and wrote something horrifying"

Found that in the border, guess it wasn't inspired by a dream after all. Sorry everyone

I dreamt that I beat a pervert to death with a paddle and my bare fists because he was assaulting my ex-girlfriend. I'm actually not sure if he survived, I just know that I put his body into a trashbag and threw it outside. Even my dream self was wondering "is this guy even still alive? Am I going to get trouble with the cops for this?". But I had done it to defend someone, so I wasn't very worried about it.

I had been running through a heavily forested mountain with human made structures everywhere while carrying a bowie knife colored to match the German flag. Soon the area began to be populated and I began to chase another person with a similar knife to mine. Catching up to him only to be brought out of focus from it by a group of men in white scrubs sitting at a stone park bench at the bottom of a large stair case asking me what I had been up to. I then ran back the way I had come but ended up in a sunny populated area with small shops mimicking where I had grown up. I would find myself entering a dark PC cafe pure dark but for some reason I knew it was a PC cafe. I would then leave and enter a car where the driver would inform me that I would begin to take residency here forever and that he had just landed a job so I congratulated him being lost on the way to my new place of residency I woke up when I was just about to arrive.

Had a bunch of dreams about Harry Potter. I don't even like the Harry Potter books, but that's just a sidenote. In one of them I was Harry Potter himself and diving in some weird lake together with my 2 sidekicks. There were little pink sacks everywhere which looked like lungs. One of my sidekicks explained to me that someday a magican tried to create artificial lungs in this lake, hoping that this way he would be able to find a way to breathe under water infinetely. Sadly he died in this lake while trying to do so and his lung ended up in the lake. As a result these plants started to sprout there which looked just like his lung and which could be used to get more air while diving in that lake. There was a bunch of more stuff happening in my dreams which was all about Harry Potter but I don't want to get into that.

In a completly different part of my dream I was just relaxing in my room when I suddenly noticed that a panther somehow made it into my room. I was pretty scared of it, but I tried to wrap it in a blanket and wanted to carry it down the stairs and out of the house. All the time I was really scared that it might just decide to bring out its claws and cut off parts of my body, but it was surprisingly docile. As I was carrying it down the stairs I noticed that it was wearing a collar, so it must have been someones pet. My dad suggested that we should keep it. Then, as I was still carrying it downstairs, it put one of its paws right on my nutsack. I was deadly afraid that it might bring out its claws at that moment. It was a very unpleasant feeling which woke me up.

After over six months of no masturbating, I had a dream that was basically just some sort of erotic doujin. It was black and white like doujins are and also had unreadable speech bubbles, but there was still movement and sound present. I won't explain it exactly, but I will say that it would have tags such as NTR (female), vomiting, mind control, Monster Girl and lore infodumping. Pretty fun stuff. It also forced me to look up "snake reproduction" once I woke up which was also a humorous experience, although it was nothing like what happened in the dream.

EVERY dream I have, I feel like I've had before upon waking up. Does anybody else get this? It's kind of frustrating, not the repitition, but just the fact I seem to fail to do honour to these dreams which my subconscious finds worthy enough to do a re-run.

>>42194

Sorry, I can't relate. Every single dream I have is unlike my previous ones and there are rarely ever any reoccuring themes. Occasionally I do have dreams about places I used to spend alot of time at in the past, like the neighbourhood I grew up in, but I haven't found any patterns which lead me to believe that my subconsciousness wants me to inspect these dreams furhter.

I had something of a nightmare where I got up as usual and suddenly, as I was changing from my pajamas to some actual clothes, I felt this amazing heat at the tip of my dick and jizzed a whole lot on the carpet. Just like that. Like seriously, it was like a little carton of milk was just spilt onto the floor. I had no idea what to do about it, and that sudden "expulsion" of energy had left me so exhausted, I kind of hung around for a little and then decided to collapse on top of it. I made a bit of a noise as I did so.

I wake up, and discover that, in my pants...

...I'd pissed a little. Looks like it wasn't a succubus.

I had a dream where petting cats was illegal. After doing so, an officer woman tried to enter my house on such grounds to investigate. Saying something along the lines of 'My father died for things like this'. To which someone in my house replied 'And you want to perpetuate it!?'

Also, someone desperately gave me a coin to make sure I had one. As apparently wishing on a coin of any accepted value was the only way out of that world, a safe way to unplug from it. Though I always keep at least some usable wealth on hand for trading purposes, that person was absolutely adamant that I NEEDED that coin.

I have a feeling that I was about to die when wishing on it to wake up. But I don't actually remember that part. Even though the end of dreams right when waking up is usually the easiest to remember.

Before going to bed I read >>42319 and because of that the Akashic Records played a role in my dream. I think I was Winnie the Pooh, and somehow I wished that everyone in the world except me and Piglet would vanish, so that they world and the forests could heal. That wish somehow came true and everyone was gone. But then I realized that I erased all my precious friends from existence too. I got really really sad about that and started to cry, and then set out to a quest to reverse my wish. Pretty quickly me and Piglet found the person who made that wish come true, appearently it was god or something. He just looked like a normal person though. He explained to me that he's going to reverse my wish and told us a story about how he was in the exact same situation together with a friend of his millions of years ago. He showed us a stone tablet wish was appearently the Akashic Records, and into it he chiseled his wish back then. When he realized his mistake and wanted to fix it he was unable to erase it since it was chiseled into stone, so he had to try to undo it by adding words to his wish, but he was never able to do it. Also appearently I was the reincarnation of the friend he had back then.

>>42557

I had a similar dream at 9/28.

An army of angelic beings arrived on earth. Most of them wore Nazi-esque military uniforms and were almost all identical to each other. They instantly sent humanity into complete chaos. Nomadic desert people worshiped the angels and bowed down before them. People in the western world were more skeptical towards them at first, but quickly became divided between those who submitted to the angels and those who were driven to insanity. A notable exception appearance-wise from the other angels was a giant misshapen wolf/hydra/octopus/whatever creature. It seemed to be the most dangerous of the angels, even eating its own comrades in a frenzy. Among all of this, I was just chilling out and watching the world burn from afar, thanks to the internet. A specific angel knocked on my window, and since she was a cute girl I let her in. While most of the angels were male, she was a girl and had long black hair. She looked like a huge dork pretending to be cool. This cute angel girl joined my side instantly without any hesitation. We had a lot of fun together, and I genuinely enjoyed being with her (usually not the case when it comes to me interacting with others, even in dreams). I was pretty sad when the dream ended, both because the cute angel girl was no more and because I didn't get to see the apocalypse completely happen.

I went over some commonly-appearing hair colors in my dreams and what the female characters who possess them are like.

Black: Black is my favorite hair, and as such girls with black hair tend to be central characters in my dreams and are nearly always on my side. Their primary traits are attractiveness, cuteness and likely coolness as well. In a harem-like scenario, the girl with the black hair tends to have the largest breasts. Purple haired characters tend to share the same traits, as I also love purple hair.

Brown: Brown hair symbolizes both normality and humanity. In a setting full of monsters, the girl with brown hair is often the token human. But I personally am not a huge fan of normality, or brown hair at all for that matter. Brown haired girls have the highest likelihood of dying or betraying me in my dreams.

Blonde: Blonde hair symbolizes immortality, divinity, perfection and nigh-unreachable goals. A blonde haired girl actually being 1000 years old is nothing new in my dreams. Similarly, a blonde haired girl being actually as young as she appears to be, but at the same time possesses incredible knowledge that should require decades of studying to understand can appear as well.

Blue: Despite liking blue, I avoid blue haired girls at all costs, especially if said blue is light blue. They are symbols of embarrassment and of misunderstandings.

Silver: Silver haired girls in my dreams are mysterious and strange. Spirits, ghosts, messengers and demons all have this hair color. They can be both good or evil depending on the dream. They possess strange powers, hide secrets and are the bringers of destiny. Some of them act like Rei clones, but the majority act in unpredictable ways.

I lived in the basement of some kind of big house which I shared with three other people. It was a very comfy basement where no one would interrupt me. But then my apparent housemates started acting very weird. They slowly turned into misshapen abominations, with blood and a liquid that resembles human flesh leaking everywhere. The girl specifically also started developing certain ratlike features. They tried to infect me, but it didn't work. All types of transformations, even ones which would turn me into a better version of myself or a cute girl have no effect on me in my dreams. I had a cool flip phone which was black and red and looked futuristic. Instead of using as a weapon or keying in 555, I just had it in my pocket. Later, I found a passage that led to some sort of unspeakable place, and I have a feeling like I went down that path twice before at key points in my life. Maybe it's Hell?

The end of the world had arrived, and it felt realer than any other apocalypse dream I've had until now. There were actual Youtube videos discussing what was happening and telling people to evacuate from arenas that were near places that had been destroyed. The dream also made extensive use of referencing real -life locations, such as how there was an explosion in Japan, which was noticeably larger than the ones before it, causing even more mass-hysteria. Then I got some backstory on the person behind all of this. I wasn't really physically present for the majority of the dream, so viewing his backstory wasn't so absurd. Anyways, the man who brought about the beginning of the end was some guy with a mustache who was specifically referred to as a "scientist". In spite of that, he seemed more like some kind of holy man, and had a strong association with light. A rich middle-eastern ruler had a daughter who looked suspiciously white, with blonde hair and blue/green eyes. That daughter, referred to as the "princess", was a naive girl who didn't understand the meaning and importance of relationships. The Muslim king handed over the princess to the scientist, as he believed that the man of science could "fix" her. It turned out that the princess played a vital role in the apocalypse, sort of like Rei in Evangelion.

Then it jumped to a scene with me physically present. Apparently I already knew of the end-result of the apocalypse as a psychic would, and posted about it online somewhere, but it was ignored. More explosions kept happening. Unlike normal explosions, these were sort of like giant balls of light that took a few minutes to disappear after appearing.

Then the finale happened. During this segment, I was watching the earth from a safe distance away in a state of pseudo-existence. Three planet-sized versions of Evangelion Unit 01 appeared behind the earth, but were quickly replaced by something else, which I have trouble describing. The earth, now constantly bombarded with explosions of light, began to crumble into dust. The moment a part of the earth ceased to be, countless red lights shot out of it and flew towards the moon. Those red lights were apparently souls, although some invisible entity remarked that the amount of souls flying out far eclipsed the actual amount of souls that should exist. Another voice exclaimed that it finally understood the moon's true purpose, although it didn't explain what the purpose is. Anyways, that's how everything ended.

Then Yukari for some reason.

>>43195

A great big soul gem, brought to the Earth by the alien who eliminated most Reptillian life on the planet and introduced their own Mamillian life forms. Life on Earth as it's currently known was actually just an alien's scheme to charge its portable DVD player.

Speaking of aliens, I remember this dream lately where I was the side kick to this sort of magician as we were investigating, and trying to fix this city where everyone had decided to GEDDAN. In what seemed like a high-tension situation, with numerous people violently jilting towards us, I was casually assured that we weren't in any kind of danger, and it was suggested that I stare in the space in-between these two palm trees. We were near this typical cove-house at the border of a beach, and through those trees there was a sort of road strip on top of the water, presumably to receive crates from cargo ships (unusual for beaches, probably). On that road driving inland, there was this silver, unmarked truck. I kept my gaze fixed in-between the trees, and I saw the container on the back disappear completely for just under a second before it came back again, past that gap inbetween the trees. It might be a weird thing to get upset by, especially in comparison to those body-horrors which were probably getting closer to me by the moment, but I felt such strong dread and confusion that my skin went totally cold. Basically, I could tell that what I just saw was very important somehow, but my mind refused to piece together exactly why. I was told that this was "the only existing evidence of extra-terrestrial life", and the man chuckled, "on Earth". Well I guess on his previous wacky adventures in outer space or wherever, he figured out that the existence of aliens would be totally well-known to most other aliens doing their own interstellar travel.

I guess it's not that interesting a dream, but it was the only really memorable one I've had lately. I could also talk about the one where I was a guy who tried to avoid drowning in a damaged, underwater submarine to the point where these astonished outlookers just felt like I should give up and get the dying bit over with already. There was this sad music playing for what felt like maybe a bit over 4 minutes, and despite the pure terror of the situation I felt like I was getting a little bored as well.

I dreamt that I tried to steal two random floppy disks from some I.T. guy's drawer in a space center. They each had a pink envelope each, labelled in green marker as "Programs" and "Games". It was only on a whim, but I felt like these disks would contain some deeply important data. It wasn't too long after I was out of the room that sirens started to sound, and this was something I was expecting a little. Somehow I was sure that they wouldn't have any way to tell that it was me as long as I got out of there quickly. I did so, and I'd gotten to where I'd left a car in a parking area. There was this chick cop there though, who confronted me. There, I felt like it might've been totally obvious that I had commit that crime. Well she started questioning me. Not questions like "what are those envelopes you've got in your jacket pocket" or "did you know that there's an emergency at the space center right now?", but much more general ones pertaining to what I do at home, and about my lifestyle as a whole. I could tell that she wasn't trying to determine my guilt, but she was actually worried about me. Basically, she wanted to ascertain whether I had deliberate, malicious intent, or whether I was doing it on a whim, maybe for the thrill of it.

At that point, I was scared, felt like I might've gotten myself into some deep shit. Why would they ask me these kinds of questions? Could it be that I was already in serious trouble, and she was trying to find any way she could to lighten my eventual court sentence? Was she considering offering any kind of unwarranted, involved help in my day-to-day life? I was really concerned that I might lose my liberty either way.

Not much more from my dream last night in that vein. There was something about a super power highschool afterwards, but I don't think there's any connection between those two narratives.

There was also another dream in there about the making of an important amateur film which was shot entirely outdoors, in this one field. I don't really remember, but I think it had this incredible story to its creation, and that the narrative was harrowing. It had something to do with aircraft pilots. I think one of the (or the sole?) producers and actors of the film had died somehow, maybe in the creation of it. In honour of the movie, there was a bit of a tradition to remake it in that exact same field. Other amateurs and even big-time hollywood studios jumped on this. It was a very well-known phenomenon.

I can't remember exactly how it went, and I feel like I've had this dream several times before (as any really, but this one has a bit of a personal affect on me), but it felt quite harrowing to me, maybe. I have deep respect for the creator of that film.

Another dumb action-packed and mostly logical dream, apparently about human/giant snake Godzilla this time.

Dreamt about a laser-shooting monster that was mostly shaped like a person at first. It started off normally enough, I was eating in this restaurant and there were a few wacky side characters like a gang boss and a chef, and suddenly the ground starts shaking and people are screaming.

Rather than legging it out of the building, I was one of those people who could somehow just tell it was some un-Earthly monster attacking and NOT just a monster earthquake, so I hid in a bathroom stall, and even though the gaps inbetween the doors were wide, I did what I could to hide the fact the stall was occupied by standing on the seat itself and crouching just a little. Fortunately, as the thing passed, it didn't seem to notice that the door was locked.

I heard a scream from the space next to the stalls, and for which reason I can't remember, I figured out that it could only "see" those who had looked at it eye-to-eye. Using this new-found knowledge, I climbed over the stalls to individually address each group of this dense bathroom community and whisper that secret to them.

Apparently a naive little girl (probably 9 or younger) heard this and decided to exit the stall. If this wasn't bad enough, she'd managed to look the thing in the eyes anyway. I jumped out, thinking I'd rescue her from it since I was such an invisible badass. Well when it felt the kind of small tap of my foot connecting with its ankle, it realised that I must've been exploiting its weakness. Well something like a whirlwind of blue faces started flying around it, and as one touched me, it grinned, and I'm pretty sure I died soon after. Apparently, if it uses up more of its laser energy to do that move, it can see people after the faces make tactile contact with them.

Forunately, I got another chance, and that bathroom stall scene started again, except for that fact that I was some guy in shades and a floral shirt. With my previous knowledge, I figured out that the first of those items may be a huge boon to me. So my eyes were glued to that thing as it passed, and not long later did I discover that they might not be as effective as I thought they were. It leaned over my stall, pretty obviously seeing me, or at least knowing I was there. and stabbing some kind of knife in several directions. Somehow I was completely quiet as it plunged into my left hand, and continued staring at the thing. Well so much for that, because it seemed like the shades had been pretty deliberately placed on top of the stall at some point and I had been staring at this thing with my naked eyes for some minutes now.

Since it had been toying around with me for some time, it apparently didn't object to me attaching that thing back to my face and getting out of there. I had learned one thing: while the shades may not make a person INVINCIBLE, they at least stop a person from being seen from that thing's "eyes" as long as it doesn't use some other sense to detect you.

Since it had so graciously given me a head-start, I ran out of there and tried to hide somewhere else outside, where it eventually came near. I tried to sneak away, but it noticed the noise of the grass crunching that I hadn't been able to avoid by tip-toeing away slowly, so instead I opted to just run wildly again. It didn't follow.

I was picked up by some tuxedo man this floral shirt guy apparently knew and we entered the Batcave by some tube entrance by a huge statue conspicuously placed right in the middle of the fucking road. Apparently the passcode to enter this was by transmitting a sequence of every printable unicode character by descending order of codepoint index from a special phone. Kind of a dumb passcode if you ask me, but it apparently kept people out. Apparently this was one hideout for an international Kaiju-fighting force.

From there, with my experience right up close with the monster (who had apparently gotten larger while I was away), I was made to choose from a host of cards of giant monsters who'd attacked the Earth previously to be pit against this monster which was apparently a giant snake now (I saw it through some camera footage). Well I wasn't qualified at all, so I blew my choice of selecting some giant bee that had been so crap against even the humans that it was on the brink of death in its own containment cell. For whatever reason, I was sure of my choice (I had read somewhere that giant bees are the giant snake's natural predator or something), and right when I wasn't able to take that choice back anymore, I realised that a giant mongoose or something would obviously be a much better choice according to tradition, since this thing basically suited the description of a basilisk.

Pretty anxious about my terrible choice, I go out to watch and the giant bee never even arrives. Apparently it died on the way or something. As the television feed showed, the monster was now a giant snake, and there wasn't really shit that people could do to stop it (then again, the military were mysteriously absent from the scene). I hide in this big colourful tent other people thought they'd be clever to hide under, and to all of their surprise, it's not long until the snake comes over. I pass this top-secret Kaiju-fighting force guide book to some kid (just trying to do a very bad thing before I die, or something) and start climbing these two huge trees which happened to be right outside. I didn't ever really finish climbing them before the dream was over, but apparently I was going to jump on top and somehow try to stab its eyes. Snakes are dumb and limbless after all, it's not like it could brush me off. It'd have to do this stupid looking roll or something.

Sorry if the writing was hard to follow. I'm not a good writer, but such a detailed dream deserves to be recorded somehow.