I have lucid dreams. In fact, it's rarer that I don't have a lucid dream. My dreams have the weird ability to pick up exactally where the one from the previous night left off. They play out this way until I reach the "end." The story ends, and a new one begins. I've had dreams where I was a Marine Scout Sniper, I was in Firefly, I was a Roman Centurion, and many others. The weirdest part is that the "stories" always end in my death, and I can recall them as vividly as I can my memory of yesterday.