I woke up around 5:30 in the morning to try WBTB. After waiting around 15 minutes or so, I went back to bed and willed to get into a LD.

The Invaders

I'm in this house that I believe was in the USA. It was a house made of wood, and here lived this young woman in her twenties. I'm in a living room, looking outside. I don't remember much of the landscape, but it seemed quite empty, possibly some kind of desert area. It was approaching twilight. Three figures suddenly appear and it's clear they have evil intentions, and that they want to invade the house. One of them was a large man - his body was fat and strange, though his head and hands were thin and his nails long, like claws. A woman was beside him, looking like a witch from a fairy tale, with black cobweb-like clothes, a massive fat deformed body and face and a dirty hair that spiked to sides strangely. Both approached with evil smiles and possibly laughter, and were followed by a third creature, which looked like a mix between a man and a Rhinoceros, a massive, strong person with a rhinoceros' face and horn. They approached the windows and a nearby door, from the outside.

I started attacking them - I seemed to have some kind of control of the dream, even though I wasn't aware it was a dream. I shot drops of water out of my hands (as if I was shaking the water off of it), as well as some other secondary power, which quickly vanquished the evil couple. I attacked the Rhinoceros Man, and he seemed to flee. I walk back inside but stop on my tracks as I notice a shadow creeping under the door. It was the Rhinoceros Man again! He had the power to manipulate his shadow, and he was using it to invade the place. I yelled at him and used my powers and he eventually got away. I turn around to get out of the living room and everything is suddenly clearer. I realize I'm dreaming! I take a quick glance around the house and enter the kitchen, where the girl from before was.

I didn't seem to remember to stabilize the dream, so I pretty much lacked focus to do any proper objectives. Instead, I just went up to the girl, who stared at me with curiosity and started to fondle her over her shirt (shame on me :P). I woke up.

I figured I needed to set a specific objective for me before trying again, so I decide to head to the Yoge Mountains, a dream place of mine that's been a long time objective for LDing. I close my eyes and when I fall asleep I'm instantly lucid.

The Yoge Mountains High School
I'm back in the same house, though the housewife is nowhere to be seen. Instead, a big, burly blond man who I knew was North-American walks past me. I stop him, somehow knowing he was the girl's husband, and I ask him how to go to the Yoge Mountains. At the same time, I remember the door technique, but before I can say anything he tells me it, pointing to the entrance door behind him - I'd will myself to be at the Mountains, open the door and there I would be. He continues on his way and I don't see him anymore. I approach the door and will myself to be at the mountains (without closing my eyes - I was worried it'd wake me up). When I open the door I'm surprised by a mountain landscape - a strong snowstorm is blowing. I'm taken aback, but actually what surprises me the most isn't the sight, but the lack of sound from it - the snowstorm was completely silent. Hmmm.

I could barely see a few feet after the door, so it worried me that I might lose lucidity or wake up if I went up ahead. Still, since I had already gotten that far, I ran through the door and into the storm. I'm not sure what happened next, as the next thing I remember is arriving inside an American High School. I noticed my dream was apparently trying to take over - several small stories were being formed around me, and I had to focus not to get lost in any of them. A girl walks past me, talking to a friend about someone to take her to Prom, and some kind of problem related to it. I ignore her and walk past to a study hall. A guy walks past me and I instantly knew a lot about him - he was a nice, friendly kid who was 15-16 years old, blond, and he wasn't in town for long, so he didn't have many friends, and was kinda shy. He apparently had some kind of accent, possibly British, and I was one of the few friends he had. I knew his name, though now it's gone.

He walks past me saying something and sits at a nearby table. There is a nerdy boy with glasses who I also knew about. He was the kind of person full of energy, but highly moody too. I pondered, looking at the pair, that they looked like characters out of an 80's movie, but I don't tell them that. I also somehow knew the name of the nerdy boy, but I only remember his last name now, which was Spellman - everyone referred to him by the last name. I'm a little bothered with all the racket around me, all the little stories trying to get my attention, everything mixing Portuguese and English. Spellman is trying to tell me something, but I'm not really paying attention. He's waving his hands and has a book. Realizing the new kid and Spellman didn't know each other, I introduce them (I even remember saying something like "where are my manners?").

"That's not my name! Not anymore!", says Spellman, in a moody fit. "That's what I'm trying to tell you! I got married!" Now I'm not totally sure if he did tell me he was married or I simply knew it, but he opened his book and shoved it in front of my face, apparently to show me some kind of wedding certificate or something similar. Unlike some people say, you CAN read in dreams, and I could easily read Spellman's book, though it was simply a mess. The inside of the book seemed as if someone had cut several parts of different books, added some handwriting, ink spots, then glued everything together and scanned it. Sure, everything was readable, but the parts simply didn't make sense one with the other. Besides, I couldn't see anything about weddings. I was too annoyed to actually explain what was wrong with it, so I just went with "Spellman, don't you know people can't read in dreams?". He stated his "new" name, which was a complicated, strange-sounding last name, and after this I gave him no more attention.

I wasn't really sure I had come to the Yoge Mountains after all, but by now I was starting to lose focus. Turning around, I spot a group of 3 or 4 girls sitting in reclined chairs on the back of the study hall. I walk up to them and approach the one in the front. She was 16-18, but stared at me with a childish curiosity that was somewhat freaky. It was as if she wondered what I was doing, at the same time she dared me to do it. As in my previous LD, I start to fondle her. Strangely, as my hands approach her, one of the other girls on the back yells "Don't!" (or "No!", possibly), but the girl doesn't react and I go on. I then pull her shirt up and do it without the shirt - she wasn't wearing a bra. I wake up moments later.