My first time entering lucid dreaming. I dreamt that I was hurrying somewhere, and constantly thinking about something. At a certain wonderful moment, I hit upon the idea that I was dreaming, and decided to try to exit (M.R.: wrong action and no deepening). I lay on the ground and began to exit, imagining how I was separating from the body. During the transition, I nearly was thrown out of lucid dreaming due to tension and fear. I was nonetheless successful. I saw myself at a doorway after having crawled through a wall. It was like coming out of a bog. The sensation of separating was very vivid.
I suddenly noticed a person there. He helped me to get completely out (M.R.: no plan of action). He introduced himself, and started telling me some particulars about the world that I had landed in (I don’t recall well what he said, as I was looking around the whole time and couldn’t tear my eyes off my surroundings – I was spellbound). In the end, I became worried about my body, and decided that it was time to return back (M.R.: wrong logic). Returning was like a nightmare. There were voices, sounds, and strange sensations. I had the feeling that time had stood still… I was so happy upon waking up that I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.