Fran Susse and In Dream Lucidity  I'm in the basement in a bed with my friend Fran Susse. I am lying on my stomach, and she is lying on top of me, with her stomach against my back. I feel some tension/electricity between us. I am cautious about moving, about how we touch. I roll over on my back. Fran is straddling me, like we are having sex. We are fully clothed. She reacts quickly and loudly, with a scream. I think she is in a dream; a nightmare. She yells. I try to calm her.  My dad and my brother Wally are in the basement. We are standing where my dad's workbench used to be. The overhead light is on, and things appear as they were before the basement was remodeled. They are talking about fishing. My dad is saying how many fish he caught. I tell him my friend Kevin Simpson and I got 10 northern pike!  I'm in a dark house with no furnishings. There is a woman with me. It may be my friend Annie. She has a flashlight. There are some people in the house. They may be spirits or monsters. I take the light from her, and then she is one of the other people. I know this isn't real. I say out loud, "I'm dreaming. I am having a lucid dream. This isn't real." I recognize that in the dream, all the while I am still dreaming. I go around the house saying loudly that I know I'm dreaming.