I’m in some sort of garage or underground complex and there are a lot of people in two opposite corners of the room. There are two people fighting in the center. I’m part of the crowd, watching. The floor and walls seem to be made of concrete.
I’m driving in Schroeder, my red Toyota Corolla, and I see the car that I’m driving parked in the spot I left it last night. I realize I’m dreaming and wake up. The trick I’ve developed for waking up out of lucid dreams or sleep paralysis is to focus on breathing, which eventually results in me waking up.
I fall asleep eventually and seem to be playing some sort of game or going on some sort of adventure full of puzzles and underground caverns. Rochelle is with me, and Patrick is also part of the team, although he seems to go off to do his own thing.
