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I still can't believe that it's actually snowing again. Having moved from Bangkok, I'd never actually seen real snow before until the other day and part of me feels like I'm dreaming or something. It's just so crazy. My brother told me that my mom was freaking out the other day because of it, which I can definitely believe. My mom is definitely the dramatic type. How long does this usually go on for?

BB8 is loving the snow. He rolls back and forth, making tracks in the yard. I was worried be might rust if he got wet, but I feel whoever makes droids, in my dreams, probably takes that stuff into account when they make them so he's probably rust proof. Plus we've been to so many different planets with so many different climates, in the dreams, and he's never had a problem, so I'm betting a little snow won't hurt.

Speaking of my dreams, I've recently gotten both, my flight helmet and the outfit I've been wearing in my recent dreams. I've got to say, I love getting stuff from my dreams. I mean, I've gotten some pretty awesome things, so how could I not love it?

So in my dream last night, I got a phone call from my dad. Which, you know. Cool, cause we've been looking for him. He's in California, hunting the demon that killed my mom. I wanted to go to California to find him and help him, Dean insisted on going to Indiana to work the job he had found for us. So I got out of the car, Dean called me a selfish prick, and he went on to Indiana while I went to the bus station to go on to California. But then I talked to Dean and there was something going down in Indiana, and later when I couldn't reach him, I went to find him, and good thing I did. He was in an apple orchard where a Pagan God inhabited a scarecrow that demanded a sacrifice every year and the people who ran the town arranged for the sacrifice year after year. Dean interrupted the one for that year, and so they were intent on sacrificing him. Naturally, I saved him, and we left town after that.

I had another weird dream. I'm still eight years old, and I got taken by something called a Changeling.

Last night's dream showed me that Shane did in fact intend to kill Rick, Rick killed him though. And then the bastard turned, without getting bit, same as the kid with the broken neck. Guess the gunshots attracted walkers, and the farm got over run. We all ended up scattered. We lost Jimmy and Patricia, but the rest of us met up at the highway where we'd left supplies for Sofia before we knew she was lost. Found a place to hole up for the night, but wasn't nobody gonna relax enough to sleep out in the open, after all that.

No idea what the future holds, but least we found our way back to each other. Our group is broken, sure, but we're together. Maybe we still got a shot.

Lydia agreed to go with me to the formal. Totally the highlight of my dream life. I mean, I've had a serious crush on her since the third grade. We danced and it was amazing and...then she wanted to go find Jackson. The rest? Not so great.

I'm not sure how I feel about these dreams. I really don't like them.

My dreams are a little too similar to my real life. I'm looking at you, Guerin.

Looks like DreamOctavia wants to help go after the Reapers, to find Lincoln, after all, he taught her how to fight. Then I ended up with Grounders chasing after me, wanting to kill me.

They really don't like intruders. Or someone associated with a traitor.

Dream me is sneaky as hell, or thinks she is, following the Grounders. The leader's name is Indra.

Great. Dream me is the bait for the Reapers. What FUN. Supposedly she's not afraid. Dream Octavia really just laid on the ground waiting for the Reapers to show up, so that they could be killed. And, holy hell... saved some Grounders, but haven't found Lincoln yet. Pretty sure Dream O made her first kill too.

She was pretty sure that Niko was going to kill her, but she proved herself to the Grounders, so they let her live. Far as she knows Lincoln's dead.

DreamRaven is trying to get feeling back in her leg, not happening. Someone wants a radio beacon built, to keep her preoccupied. Which means the use of crutches.

Wrench monkey, huh? I don't know what I'm looking for. Looks like this Wick guy already designed the beacon. He was the one who designed the brace too.

Dream Raven is determined to not use the brace, to work solely on the crutches. And she's meant to climb some radio tower of some sort? She's definitely one determined mechanic.

Looks like Wick talked some sense to her because she was in a miserable mood, and she decided to put the brace on, to try and work it. Even though she said his design of the brace was a piece of crap.

Supposedly helium is needed to raise the beacon, and I only know that because Wick used it on his voice.

One of the soldiers decided to shoot the helium balloon out of the sky, because she's worried about it bringing Grounders to our camps door.

Obviously, dream me isn't fond of Alec big time. There were chores that needed to be done, horse stalls, and he was going to leave. Alec stopped him momentarily. Talking about how it's unlike him to not do chores.

Well, shit. Dream me isn't exactly... a good kid. Hats, bandana for a mask. That doesn't scream good kid. Fuck. I'm sure he's part of some riot group. Damaging corporate buildings and shit. He's an anarchist.

Seems like dad found out about what dream me did, so when I got back he got touchy about it. Dream me is determined to make Liber8 move. Pretty sure if not for mom seeing him shove me up against the wall, the man would've hit me. Though, I was trying to get him to hit me too. Looks like we had a farm of our own, that would've been mine if we hadn't of moved.

Also, Alec was the one that ratted me out to the old man. And... I decided that I was done with him from that moment on, before walking away out of the stables.

I dreamed about that house again. The one from the other dream. That my family moved into when I was a kid. Only that didn't really happen. And in this dream, my sister had a nightmare about a ghost. She called it the Bent Neck Lady. Dad didn't believe her. He told her it was just a dream. But it was more than that. I couldn't see it, but I know Nellie did see it. And it was real, to her. It felt real to me, too, in the dream and when I woke up.

For those of you that don't know me, I'm Kate Kane. Better to get introductions out of the way, I'm sure. Just returned to the OC from Italy.

Speaking of, if those that do know me can't get a hold of me here on the network, then they can get a hold of me at my Wayne Enterprises office.

At least this Dream came quicker than the last one. DreamNico is constantly trying to summon Bianca’s ghost even though he can get everybody but her spirit to appear. Probably her way of objecting to the Happy Meals he’s using but it’s hard to get my hands on wine there to use so substitutions have to be made. Finally I give up and go to Hades to talk to our dad and make a deal - I’ll bring him the soul of someone who’s cheated death and he’ll release Bianca’s soul.

After that I use Theseus as a guide and he sends me to the Triple G ranch where I run into Percy and his group and...I’m just going to go ahead now and apologize to Percy for all the shit I do in the Dreams. Blanket apology to you for that crap. And I’m glad Geryon stopped me from attacking you at the ranch.

We got our proverbial arses kicked in my most recent dreams, and after we'd done so well with the whole dragon situation.

I am pretty sure the bastard was toying with us the whole time.

In waking concerns, I've been trying to study some of the goings-on, lately, at least as far as I can without dipping into powers that would harm me.

Is there anyone who can assist me in modifying some technology from my dreams? They are goggles, and I need to convert them into something that can read out the results to me.