I sit in a clearing, a grassy knoll of sorts. A large amount of pc parts strewn across the grass infront of me. I raise my hoof, not phased at having one. Attached to it by a rope is a screwdriver. I struggle for a while, attempting to open the case. In the end I decide this isn't going to work and I think to myself "Is there no viable substitute for magic?" I get up and walk out of the knoll, into open sky. The forest is actually just a small circular floating island.I fall off the edge, unconcerned. I land on my hooves inside a small house. I prepare tea using magic, the cup floating across the air towards me. At this I suddenly realise I am dreaming, I look down and look at myself only to turn into my human self. I think about the possibilities, lucid dreaming is uncommon for me. But as usually happens when I start to lucid dream I start to think of all the horrible things I have read and seen on the internet.

A disembodied dogs head, puking blood floats through the wall, everything collapses. I stand alone on two bricks, floating in dark empty space. Men with long snakelike arms float towards me, I scream and try to run but they get closer nonetheless. The bricks keeping pace with my pounding feet, suddenly they stop and I pitch forward into the darkness, it feels like falling into a pool of liquid. Flail, unable to breath and then suddenly wake up in my bed. Shivering and sweating at six in the morning.

Then I sat down and wrote this, to log what happened in my dream.