> be me
> get to the fridge to get some cereal
> cereal not there
> Reluctantly having to go outside
> Go for some cereal and try to avoid any human interaction as possible
> Pay and get out
> I get hit by a car, hurts like a bitch
> I wake up in my bed
> Assume was just a dream and continue my day
> Cereal was not there
> Have to go outside again?
> go buy the cereal, pay
> Feel's so similar
> Blame my brain for making such a senseless premonitory dream
> Go outside a bit slower this time
> Car passes way too fast for my comfort
> Assume it's just a coincidence
> Go to my cave
> I go to sleep again, nothing happens
> Have a normal day, nothing happens
> Have a normal day, nothing happens
> Have a normal day, decided I wanted to lucid dream, so I started dream journaling
> Have a normal day, nothing happens
> You get the idea by now
> Had a weird dream, every close person I interacted that day looks me with scared faces, like if I wasn't supposed to be there
> Guess my mind now hates me too
> Another normal day
> I have another dream, this time I die in the dream, not a crash, I choked by biting more than I could chew, literally
> Feel pathethic for dying that way
> Another normal day
> Another normal day
> Another death dream, apparently they're a theme now
> Death as pathethic or worse, I slipped down the stairs, right on the head, really hurts
> Wonder why I'm having so many death dreams
> Guess my mind is being too pessimist or some shit like that
> Another normal day
> Another normal day
> Another normal day
> 2 weeks have passed, haven't had any death dreams
> Feeling well
> Fuck, was going so well
> Midweek, had another of those death dreams, I had a stroke, I can't even tell why, dream logic I guess
> Another dream, of that kind, had to go out to buy more supplies, not only cereal this time, it was night time
> Enter and see the clerk getting robbed, try to run out of it, dude's too drugged to care, he shots me
> fucking bastard
> Great, they're back
> Decide to go out for some supplies (guess my mind did know that)
> Go out in the day
> Doubt it matters but whatever
> Have another day
> Still not having any lucid dreams, just death dreams
> Really great, just perfect, what I asked
> Get up next day, phones notification has something about a robbery
> Is that shop I got the stuff for, yesterday
> Lose my mind
>I'm officially paranoid
>Try to come up with a good reason
>In my country is quite common, that must be it, yeah
> Had another dream, I choked again
> Another dream, I choked
> Another dream, I slipped
> Another dream, I choked
> Am I really not getting more original deaths?
> Where's the death where I do something cool before dying? smh
> Another one, I choked
> I choke a lot apparently
> Another dream, finally not about dying
> This time, I’m just at my PC, scrolling Endchan
> Don’t remember which board, but I make a post asking about my dreams
> “Anyone else have weirdly realistic death dreams? Like, way too detailed? and way too often? And also premonitory?”
> Gets ignored for the most part, one too many call me a schizo, fair
> Some random anon drops a reply with just a link to another board /return/
> Click it, leads to a weird ass board called "Returner's Theory"
> Subtitle at the top: "Exploring the Boundaries of Memory, Time, and the Returner Phenomenon"
> Extremely ostentacious phrase, find it funny, could have been writing other way but had that feel
> Click "Get Started" or "Initiation" thread
> Read a bit, something about how death is not real, we don't die unless we're trying too, blah blah
> Basically claiming all humans have the "Returner's" ability, and we aren't able to die
> Think it's a shitload of stuff
> Make a funny post making fun of them
> Random anon answers, wrong timeline buddy, make this board, and wait for the code, if it's the same, you can stop being skeptic
> Too intrigued to not agree, accepted
> Dude sent me the code
> Wake up
> Write most of the 5 of the 7 alphanumeric code