Chasing Wind or The Mystery of Chrissy Hurss
This particular dream was an interesting one at best. So seeing as I haven't updated the thing in at least 120 days, I'll post this dream, and hope for results.
The sequence started with myself driving through a randomly generated town, it was about 4pm(winter) judging by the height of the sun and the coloration of the landscape. The radio was playing in the car and a man by the name of James (last name unavailable) was speaking. He was a Christian author, and songwriter, and was explaining the basis behind his latest song "Chasing Wind". This song was about a woman named Chrissy Hurss, a woman who he had struggled for years to please, and hopefully gain her love. As it turns out not much else was revealed, but my dream self felt intrigued, and proceeded to continue to listen while I awoke.
......Not five minutes later.....
I had returned to the sequence and found myself attending a seminar by, none other than, Mr.James. The man was discussing most of the things he had discussed on his broadcast but was also holding a regular church service. I had noticed many familiar faces arriving, a few close friends, and some strangers. At the end of his seminar, I was never able to see his face, I was left alone with a few close friends, and I noticed that in the sky were strange spheres. They were pink in coloration and far too wide to be actual stars, but considering cosmic phenomenon wasn't rare in my dreams I had dismissed it. I had approached one of the dream constructs, began to explain who "Chrissy Hurss" was, and asked him to find out more. It was at this moment I realized something; information from the previous dream had carried over. I had realized I was self aware and in a proud tone I exclaimed to the construct that I was going to fly. As I launched into the sky, joy overwhelming me, I passed the tree line, and sitting directly over the road, not but a few feet away, was one of the stars. I stared in wonder at the thing, taking in the white center and pinkish radiance that it gave off. It was then that a sudden striking fear gripped me, unexplained, I was confused, and upon feeling that fear my flight deactivated. I feel to the ground landing on both feet, with a sense of panic overtaking me, and so I began to act. I had gathered the four constructs and had told them to follow me. It was then I noticed how quickly daylight was fading as a pure darkness began to overtake the immediate area. I turned back and noticed how the only figure with light, was that star, idly hovering above the road. I acted quickly creating luminescence out of the very dream matter that the constructs were composed of and tied them together with a thin thread of their own essence. I had successfully generated a light source and upon doing so I had lost two of the constructs to an invisible force. I was now left with two constructs, who had taken the forms of my girlfriend, and her best friend. Guiding them became difficult as the "friend" construct became immobile and stood fixated upon a brick wall. I left running through a sudden maze of unnaturally high wooden fences. I recall the loud crunch of leaves underfoot and it dawned on me that whatever was stalking us in the darkness was using that noise to track us. So cautiously I stepped through patches of dead leaves and green grass, to find myself on a road. I was in a suburban neighborhood, with girlfriend in hand, something stalking us, and full self-awareness. I was desperately trying to find a place to set up a Sanctum shell* and found it increasingly difficult to find a suitable location. For an unexplained reason my girlfriend had vanished, leaving me alone, and my hand was suddenly yanked by one of the constructs that had vanished earlier. She guided me through the maze and led me to a tall building, I used my awareness to jump to the roof, set up the shell, and summoned the two previous constructs inside the shell. I noticed dawn was encroaching on the darkness, and with a sudden resolve, I opted to venture into the fading darkness to fight against whatever had been hunting us. Moving at superhuman speeds, I traversed the neighborhood streets hunting, until I was clotheslined by something unseen. I caught myself mid flip and landed to spot my assailant. It was none other than Freddy Kreuger, however this was not the same Freddy from the films. No this was a seemingly rabid creature, with a singular purpose, and no emotion other than violence. I assumed it to be a dream demon attempting to strike fear into me, but as my abilities began to manifest, I struck. I ended up in a grapple with the demon, it broke my hold, and slashed me across my stomach. I had fallen to the ground feeling the dream world fading as my construct was dying. Like a broken video, the world began to break into bits of blurred static as the demon came closer eventually being the only thing visible. I awoke then not sure if my construct had survived or if it had fallen to the demon. I would later attempt to daydream the rest of the skirmish, however I do not consider the outcome of daydreams to be canon.