Marilyn Manson and building a bridge

Date: 7/24/2016

I didn't write the date oops. It was random at first. We were in a well furnished house and I became lucid by touching everything around me, including the sofa and blanket on top of it. I even remember the sofa feeling like leather and the blanket feeling like soft fleece. Suddenly Marilyn Manson walked in and became my friend. I actually thought it was funny in the dream. I don't know how but our city became some sort of monolith of inhumanity. It was in ruins and people were mad. I took advantage of being lucid and strolled around for a bit, whilst getting to know more about Manson and dodging all the crazy people. We had to build a bridge to another city just across a body of water where there was peace and we were able to start over. There were some construction workers helping us. My dream ended when we were halfway there.