Lucid Mystery

A Lucid Dream is when the dreamer knows that he or she is dreaming at the moment. This powerful knowledge can make the dream seem more fun, with the dreamer being able to control everything.

Meanwhile, an Out of Body Experience is when the dreamer is not dreaming, but they sometimes believe that they are currently in a dream. However, what happens when a dreamer believes that he is in a dream but realizes that he cannot control it? That my friends is called a Lucid Mystery.

Story
“I don’t know how much time I have. I don’t know if I will be alive, or, out of this nightmare by some grace of God. No…this has to be a dream."

It all started, well, I have no idea how this whole thing started. I never know how something in a dream begins because you are always thrown in the middle of and action. In other words, I have some sort of knowledge that something is going on, but It’s all too fuzzy and I currently am too busy running as fast as I can.

You see, I am in a dream, at least I am almost perfectly positive that I am. The walls have been leaking this weird, watery gel substance at a constant rate throughout, and I know that that has to be an indicator of a dream. Nothing that outlandishly strange happens in real like...right? Meanwhile, I also hear the distant screams of metal bars and rods as they start to fall to pieces and crash onto the wet pavement on the puddle-ridden floor. I do know one thing, I must be running away from something because I have been noticing some fleeting shadows on both sides of the tunnel

Sometimes, I fall down. Once, I tripped on a metal bar lying in the middle of the corridor. I started to gather myself, when I start to feel the darkness start to envelop me. I can’t tell you what that means, but I feel my soul, my humanity being ripped away from me. My body is crippled, both by my incredible fear of my soul being attacked, and the fact that I can’t do anything physically. I can’t simply move at my own will and escape from the grasp of darkness. The sensation can only be described as being forced down upon the ground with much force, like in a dream.

“See, this must be a dream, a very real and visceral nightmare. I will wake up sooner or later. Whatever is attacking me is not real and I am perfectly safe. Everyone must have nightmares like this sometimes”, I think as I am able to get up after being held down for what seemed like forever.

I start to hear footsteps. These start out quiet but repetitive. They do not have a regular pattern, as the person walks at a limp pace. “Whoever is coming towards me must be struggling. Maybe they are a friend that I just don’t remember”, I pound my head with my palm as the walls around me start to quake again, followed by the screams of metal and crashes of water.

These footsteps start to get increasing louder and louder, and closer and closer, as if the person is getting closer to me. I stop to call out to the mysterious limper.

“Uh, hello? What’s the meaning of this?”   No answer, not even a noise. The only thing

I hear from this disembodied walker is the increasing louder noise of footsteps. I start to believe that this mystery person wants to see me badly, for good or for bad I remains a mystery.

For at the exact moment when I suspect that I will see my mysterious companion, the walls get more unsteady and start to quake again. The liquid, the watery gel substance starts to fill up the corridor I’m in with much more force and speed. The corridor slowly becomes a death trap as I continue my frantic escape.

But that darkness, it returns to drag me back into the cold, dark, substance. Screams from the metal bars get more and more intense and the room starts to quake.

“Ahh, this, this must be a DREAM!” I think loudly.

I try to echo my thought as if to try and wake myself up, but I cannot.

“I must be, I must be dreaming” I think to myself, “The companion, the companion can help me. I start to yell out for the companion’s help but all I hear is the sound of splashing footsteps get quieter and quieter as the darkness and the water both envelop me and cover me whole.

“I’m asleep, it’s all just a dream…WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!!”