The Power of Lucid Dreaming

"I found myself standing atop the very peak of Canary Wharf, an overlooking the Barclays building where I had spent so many hateful hours," he writes. "It was then that I noticed there was something wrong with the city below me." He describes a web of dark tendrils crisscrossing the streets and crawling up the buildings. They were like blood vessels, thick and dark, some as wide as roads and some as thin as a telephone wire - they all throbbed in time with the beets of light behind him. After some while, we can say how long in sleep,. I became standing again and started to move through that vamed orange hellscape that I knew to be

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