Dream 10, April 17th, 2021

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(Not in control, go in and out of 1st and 3rd person in this one, just along for the ride) Was sitting at this white table in a darkly lit room with hands crossed together on a table with head tilted down in silence. I was waiting. Soon, I feel my form change, I'm a man now in a simple suit with short black hair and a mean calculating look. There's a briefcase now in front of me. I open it and there's this thin, silver dagger with grooves and whatnot- fancy. I take it, poke my finger on the tip drawing blood, hum in approval, and put it away somewhere in a suit. I stand up, walk around the table, and out this metal door. I'm in the front yard now of this grand-English-looking mansion with gargoyle statues and giant windows. Think I was admiring its architecture too long because I feel a light nudge pushing me forward on my back. Walking in the middle, I push the big doors of the mansion open and leave them open. I hear beautiful piano music being played near. Going to the left, I enter the dining room section of the mansion where a long table lies with big candles and plates. Noticing I moved away from the piano music, I knock a candle down and go back to the middle where the entrance is. There a fish tank in the center of one of those 2 big staircases that form a half-circle to the second floor. Despite looking like this mean man, I trudge up to the fish tank, lean forward, and look at all the bright colorful fishies smiling. I watch the fish tank in interest for a couple of minutes before I hear a couple cane taps behind me, alerted, I look behind me to see nobody there. I glance back at the fish tank and the fishies are gone, I frown. Going upstairs to the piano music, I go right, down this hallway full of glass windows on the right. I look outside and see a man in the outskirt of the forest, I smile and wave (confused because I wasn't the man when I did this, looked like regular me before turning around and now being the man again). I enter a study room and see this man with slicked-back hair playing a piano wearing a navy blue tailcoat suit. He stops abruptly and swiftly turns around in his piano seat looking at me. He looks young and has a mustache (looks similar to the husband in Adams family). He sits there one arm across his knee, the other hand on his other knee. He sighs and stands up slowly while maintaining eye contact with me. I hear a voice in my head "run, he's going to charge". I book it out of the room and hear the sharp footsteps behind me. I crash through this door into another room and i freeze (regular form right now). I have "memories of this room" of hiding behind a white couch being shot by a shotgun in the chest. (Same room from last dream. Isn't the first time I've had a memory pop up from another dream but this one i guess answers how my last dream ended). Running back out the room(I'm man again), i see the man sprinting at me and quickly, i jump over the stair railing and land on my feet on the ground. I sprint out the open doors outside and seeing the man in the forest, he's behind some front yard bushes now. I run to him and kneel beside him in the bushes making sure not to bump into his cane. The anger man runs out of his house and looks in our direction.(normal me again) I feel a warm hand on my shoulder. I look over at the bushman and, welll, its "Vincent". He's doing that wicked smile in his usual attire. My attention snaps back to the angry man, he's in front of the bushes looking at us and i realize, he can't see us. He runs past into the yard more. I look back at the wicked smile man who's staring into my soul probably, and smiling i say "thank you!" His face goes "normal" still smiling, he nods at me (guess he hid us?). "You're Welcome, (word i didn't understand, sounded like cherry- maybe French word cherie?). Letting go of my shoulder, he stands up with both hands on his cane, keeps staring down at me with a smile. I scramble through the bushes back into the house, (I'm man now) I'm hiding behind the main entrance doors now waiting. Not a few seconds later, the angry man comes back and peeks right around the door staring right at me. He runs at me grabbing me by the suit, we fight-struggle back outside. I can "feel" that "Vincent" is still standing there watching. The angry man, one hand grabbing my tie, holds a golden pistol to my head. With precision, I bring out the silver dagger in one swift movement and slice the man's throat with a snarl on my face (I've had more violent dreams trust me). Keeping the finishing stance, the anger man covers his throat, falling backwards, and dies. I drop the dagger on the dead man (like mic drop) and take a step backwards (now normal me again). I watch "Vincent" walk over with a crystal cane to the dead body, kneel down, and take a ruby pocket watch out of the dead man's suit pocket. I barely managed to do this but I got my dream-self body to take a step forward. "Vincent" snaps his head towards me, fluidly stands up, and takes a couple long steps at me, my vision cuts out and stays cut out. It took me a few minutes but I realized I'm awake and laying in bed on my back (must have rolled onto my back b/c I usually lay on my side, this explains how I took one second of control since you can lucid dream better on your back). Guess my dream ended right then and there. I go back to sleep.



information: the pocket watch was ruby 

theory: midnight possibly came back to life and they are possibly starting to learn how to either control others or shapeshift

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