Dream Travelers?

So, sometimes in my dreams, I see people sort of sticking out of the regular blurry crowd. All dream Characters have this feeling of only being parts of my subconcious or at least not being real, while these people DO feel very real. They interact with me in a completely different way than other NPCs (shut up, I like video game terminology). They all seem to know I am dreaming, but not that I am lucid. One day I had an interesting conversation with one of them: Me: "So, you are some sort of speciel projection of my subconscious, aren't you?" Him: "Wait, you are lucid? You are aware this is a dream?" Me: "Well uhm... yeah, I suppose... What did you think?" Him: "Well, I knew you where the dreamer of this place but stumbling upon a lucid dreamer is kind of rare." Me: "What do you mean stumbling upon? You are just a construct of my fantasy." Him: "No I'm not. I'm a dreamer myself. I sometimes join other peoples dreams for kicks." Me: "Wait, so you enter other peoples dreams?" Him: "Yup." Me: "How does one do that?" Him: "Don't you sometimes wonder where all these doors in you dreams lead to? The doors you are not supposed to go through? Well, you see, sometimes they are just doors leading to new dream rooms, but sometimes, if you try, they become doors to other peoples dreams. You can even enter the dreams of specific people you know."

So a few nights later I tried this. I tried it many times, but it didn't really work until after a few nights (i was slowly getting tired of trying) I stepped through a door and BAM, I suddenly knew I wasnt in my own mind anymore. Its really strange. Like, when you know you dream you are aware of the fact that you are in your own subconscious. Well, there, you are not. You are aware of your dreaming, but also that this is not your dream. Everything was different, symbols and elements that I never see in my dreams. It was a street in some sort of ghetto neighborhood, but everyone was speaking french. All NPCs where black and had strange colour-changing clothes on (like Rohrschachs mask, just with loads of different colours). And there was this one white guy who looked completely different. I knew, and not because of his distinct appearance, that he was the dreamer of this dream. He just walked by and talked to a few people, then he suddenly started running through huge glass panes that had appeared out of nowhere. I decided to go back, just picked any door and went back to my own dream (it was still the same one). I don't know what to do now. Was this shit real? Did I visit someone elses dream? How is that even possible? I havent tried this on my friends because I would rather keep my dreams to myself and so should they, but if this works, imagine the possibilities! Has nayone else experienced stuff like this? IS somebody here one of those dream travelers?

Source: http://www.reddit.com/r/LucidDreaming/comments/xca0c/dream_travelers/