I find myself sitting by a table with my girlfriend and an unknown 50-year-old woman. I am totally aware of that I am dreaming, which I soon tell the others. I describe my talking difficulties I experience almost every time I have a lucid dream. To my surprise the woman recognizes my problem and then she claims that she’s dreaming as well. My girlfriend seems confused – she doesn’t think of herself as being in a dream state. After this interesting but short conversation we leave the table. Suddenly we are in a big empty warehouse instead. We examine the building and find a hole in the floor. In some way we manage to get down through the hole, where we find a basement with plenty of pillars spread around the room. Here we get surrounded by a group of old sinister men. One of them, maybe their leader, comes closer and says that last week they had to kill 2 000 oneironauts. I awake with a start.
This is from a dream I had in July (don’t remember the exact date).