The strangest dream, a long lucid dream

Date: 11/7/2018

I was attending a kind of show and tell presentation with 4 presenters. The crowd was large because we all knew about some kind of powerful electrical box these two twins made. Everything else was uninteresting. The twins present and began running their box. It created an electron or something and began charging it exponentially with electricity. The numbers hit the millions and they tried turning off the machine but of course it broke. The amount of energy put into this electron broke some kind of threshold and turned into a bomb. However, the bomb was going to take some time until it would hit us in the macroscopic reality because it was set off on a microscopic level; it was expanding outwards. We split up and began alerting the entire building, which was a school. I told a classroom to get out but the teacher wouldn’t listen, so I yelled it deeply and as loud as I can and they all listened. We return to the box and realize there is not enough time to get everyone to safety. The presenters suggest two people to go to the microscopic level and hold the bomb in place for as long as they can with magnetic instruments. Nearly everyone voted except for me, I was surprised so many people were willing to give up their life so quick. My thinking was I would have gone in if no else voted. Two people prepared themselves but one of them began to chicken out as they went microscopic. At some point, I must have gone into the microscopic realm too but the bomb consumed us. Realizing I must be dead now I find myself in a strange environment composed of an incomplete reality, as if god was still in the process of construction. There was no sky, only multi dimensional cubes, in fact most of everything were these strange cubes, and everything was made of only the primary colors. The rivers were made of blood and I was some kind of cubic being that could not die and was hungry and thirsty but there was nothing to consume. A devil like being talked to me and I realized this was hell. The devil was actually a sensible and compassionate being. He restored my life back on Earth but I was re created into the cubic being. I cried because I was grateful for the devils magic even though I was now a multi-dimensional cubic thing🤷🏻‍♀️🧐 I was inside my house and everyone was talking quickly and loudly including me. I stopped and collected myself and became lucid. I flew myself through walls and to the top of my house. I kept rubbing my hands and reminding myself this is a lucid dream. I flew around the streets and looked around. It was astonishing because I was so lucid I couldn’t believe how clear everything was, I wouldn’t of have been able to distinguish it from waking life. I asked the dream, “what is real?” I got no response. I flew to the middle of a residential area and looked inside my pockets for shrooms. I tried to summon them in my pocket but did not get them because my intention was distracted by an old lady who kept trying to hit me with a bicycle. I couldn’t get away from her and eventually lost lucidity. The dream went on and I thought I was awake. The old lady had a captured a boy in his dreams, he was miniature and breathing inside a ball of slime and was injured.🤨