Locker Room Chaos...

that never became lucid. (sigh*)

Dream:

I was located in my PE locker room. Everyone was changing just like any other locker room and I then approached my own locker to change into my clothes. As I was face to face with the locker, I realized the missing numbers that were suppose to be on the spinning dial. My first thought was, "someone had stolen my combination". I asked help from the PE teacher, so he gave me blue and orange magnetic numbers to replace the missing ones on the dial. I placed the magnets on my locker and opened it. Inside, everything was taken. For some reason I was very pissed off of my stolen "motorcycle" that supposively was to be kept safely inside my locker. I searched throughout the locker room for the bike thief, as the locker room was slowly changing into some kind of toy store. An old lady came up to me exclaiming how she knew who the dreaded villain was. Right when I was going to get the information I needed I had awoken to the real world, with my brother asking me if I were to accompany him to lunch.

It looks like we will never know who this mother fucker who stole my motorcycle will ever be.