I had Type 2 once, when I realised my drama teacher driving a ute with me in the back was not something that would happen in real life.
I remember then "waking up" in my room and I was able to levitate. I walked into the kitchen and it was dark, and there was this grey cube in the center that fell over and broke into many more cubes. I think I also spotted a cat. At that point I ran back to my room, got into bed, ripped my eyes out and woke for real.
Waste of a lucid dream :(