Mood:  cheeky

I just had a flash of a memory from a dream I had last night, which was somewhat odd/amusing.

The dream took place in a sort of post apocalyptic world. (This is a recurrent theme. If I could remember such dreams in more detail I'd probably be able to write some cool stories.) Most people live inside vast steel complexes, very run-down and old-industrial looking. They are ruled by a very oppressive military state. (Common in these post-apocalyptic dreams of mine). 

The dream at first was quite serious and sometimes frightening. I am among a group of rebels who are trying to break the people free from the rulers, and I have been chosen to sneak out of the complex to go into the wilderness and seek out.... an item? Something. That will apparently help stop the bad guys. There's a lot of sneaking around and trying to evade the ever-watchful gaze of the military.

There's a sequence of gathering supplies for my expedition. Some of this starts to gets nonsensical. Amid useful items, I am given strange things to take with me like a toddler's pair of pajamas (complete with footies).

As the plan progresses, a fellow rebel is assigned to join me in my quest. My friend Shoggoth.

And this is where the whole dark and scary theme completely breaks down and just gets silly (Shoggoth shows up and what do you expect?). Items and plans suddenly start being discussed in gaming terms.

As we leave the compound to the dark but beckoning highlands beyond, our friend Dasquish yells to us, "Don't worry! By the time you reach the top of the next hill, you should be at least level 16!"