Lucid Dreaming: A Diary Of Victoria Laity
This is a Diary of my nights when I lucid dream. For those interested, and so that I can keep better track of how often I actually lucid dream. This is not me trying. This is something I do naturally and have been doing naturally for many years now.
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Not Completely In Control
Chapter 3
Spiders.
I hate Spiders.
9-25-2014
"Oh my god!!! This healer sucks! Holy mothballs the point is to make sure the tank DOESN'T die!"
Thinking to myself that the only reason I'm running this dungeon is because I need the Gold. I hate this dungeon, Blizzard just HAD to make a pair of spider dungeons where you have to fight a giant spider. The last thing I would want is to be in a situation where I have to- *pitter-pattering* huh?
Looking over to my left, there it was, a spider... Just like the one in World of Warcraft. Big, blue, really big thorax. But this looks too real. This isn't World of Warcraft. I don't have some awesome Bow that can one-shot this thing I need to think and kill it.
As if it heard my thought the blue awful disgusting creature started moving. This immediately became a nightmare of that giant spider movie that I was forced to watch when I was 5. As I saw it running towards me I knew I had to think quickly. What was near me, my computers. No. What else? My guitar? Oh please no. No it's getting closer. No, ok fine but I need it to somehow be able to pierce through it.
I didn't feel it break, but the neck had become severed from the body of the guitar. I instantly disregarded this as important and stuck the broken end of the guitar into the thorax of the spider. Oh god. That could have been bad.
Wake up.