The first half of today’s dream was partly a cinematic exposition dump, and partly a Kingdom Hearts-esque gauntlet of battles. I can’t remember what I was fighting, but they all had a backstory regarding the rulers of a village and a secret book that sealed them away. I think there was even a puzzle level thrown in for no reason. (This kind of dream happens more often than not, actually. XD )
The second half felt like a church meeting, only there was a lot of noise coming from outside the classroom. There were kids both grabbing and passing out candy and plush dolls while the lesson was being taught. After the lesson, I left for the gym and saw that a dance activity was being set up. There were all kinds of sugary treats, some of which I was quite familiar with and some I had never seen before. The music for the dance was all slow, being played on this oversized chrome record player. I left the dance for all the sugar which I knew was going to harm me in the long run, and the last thing I remember is a brown-skinned girl asking me to kiss her, again for no reason. I refused and turned back to the sweets table, and my alarm woke me up a few seconds later.
EDIT - July 30th: I had another epic dream set in various locations, such as a baseball field surrounded by a water trench, a school building, a business building with a very comfy lounge, and a secret underground area beneath the business building. I remember fighting things at the baseball field, and going through a sewer tunnel to travel between locations, and playing this action RPG with Japanese and English audio options. The events of the dream itself are kind of a blur, but I remember near the end of the dream that I received a large packet in the mail with a map telling me where I would sit at a religious event of some sort. Next thing I know, I am in a large elevator going down, playing a clarinet and wearing an elegant cloak. As I step out of the elevator, I beheld a large chapel for some sort of cult. It was vaguely pretty. I covered head with the cloak’s hood, and as I struggled to find my seat in the chapel with my mom, I woke up.
EDIT - August 4th: In one of my darkest dreams yet, I was enlisted by Boy Scouts to battle along with several companions, ranging from people I knew from church to my sister to a couple of forum members to even Shizuru and Illya! As we marched to our battlefield, we would sing songs, play small games, even talk with each other about what we would do afterwards.
Then the crap hit the fan. As soon as I heard gunshots, people started dying. I ducked for cover, and made my escape for an underground sewer system. In one of the most heartbreaking moments I’ve ever had in a dream, Shizuru buys me time by tying a grenade around her neck and taking our pursuers with her. But I had no time to mourn, since I had to escape quickly.
I lost a few other members while making it across the underground waterway. Illya drowned in her sleep, for example. By the time I made it back home, @Pepe and I were the only survivors. We were welcomed back with open arms, and some people even made a surprise comeback, such as my sister, but I longed for Shizuru’s return for the rest of the dream. Some people tried to console me, saying that she died so that I might live. It only made me feel even worse.
The rest of the dream was spent wandering around my church building, reflecting on what I could have done to save Shizuru. My father came to pick me up later, and we met my mom amidst some gang fights that were happening outside. The dream ended with a shot of a boy looking out the window towards me and my family, fading to white as if rolling the credits.
Perhaps that dream was good in that it made you felt what Shizuru herself was feeling
