(Excerpts from) Jan 14, 2021
Iām on the lower deck of a ship. There are bars on the little round windows to help protect them from getting broken and letting water in, but now theyāre preventing everyone from getting out.
I stand with my back up against a door. Water rushes in from underneath it and is filling the room. There are 6 of us in here. Weāve got to find a way out! The ship is sinking!
I think thereās a way out on the other side of the door, but itās not as fast as getting out through the windows would be. I also know that if I open the door the water is going to flood in faster so I keep it closed as the others try to figure out the windows.
Everyone is panicking and the energy is tense. The water continuously rises and when we barely have room to breathe I decide itās time to look for another way and open the door. I hold my breath. I hope everyone follows me, or that they figure out the windows quickly.
I easily pull the door off the hinges and pull it along with me as I swim through a hallway, throwing it at the end of the hallway to break the side of the ship open.
I can see it will work as a way out and I debate if I should swim back now to get the others. I should get some air first, I think, and swim out and to the surface.
I tread water and look around, there are three of the other people here, meaning there are still two in the ship. I think about going back, but the others seem to think itā s too late.
I think my sister was one of the two that werenāt able to escape, and I struggle to process her death.
[[End Recallā¦]]
An excerpt from a lucid dream, later in the same night:
āSTEVE!( Is that you?)ā
She replies playfully like she was trying to trick me but I caught her āYUP!ā
I run my hands through her hair and find her appearance shifts to something that looks more like her usual self. We walk into the coffee shop together and sit down at a bar.
āWhat do you want (to eat or drink? Remember, no coffeeā¦)ā
āCAKE!ā She replies enthusiastically.
I laugh, āAlright,ā I raise my voice to the wait staff and gesture to the empty bar in front of us. āLetās get some cake over here!ā
[[Sniped conversation]]
We sit somberly until someone brings us our cake.
Itās a single slice of mousse cake or cheese cake. It has a gram cracker crust and swirls of chocolate and caramel syrup on top. STEVE shoots me a mischievous grin as I notice the fancy coffee beans on the cake.
(YOU JUST SAID NO COFFEEā¦ NOTHING ABOUT COFFEE BEANS .)
I canāt help but laugh as I roll my eyes. āAlright, fine, have your coffee beans.ā It think the cake might contain some kind of coffee liquor. Itās very rich and itās delicious. We enjoy it togetherā¦