For some reason, I've had some pretty epic or memorable dreams recently. Just two days ago, I was ice skating in our high school's cafeteria-turned-into-a-gym-with-enormous-empty-swimming-pool. That dream ended when they were covering up the rink for a basketball game.
But most recently, I had a dream which appeared to combined Knights of the Old Republic 2, Twilight Princess, and random stuff from the depths of my mind.
I remember it beginning with a severely injured person who had all organs removed and placed in a clear cylinder of liquid. This person had been brutally assaulted and almost killed by some group of bad people who were trying to cover up something. I began my adventure looking at these grotesque remains in a technologically advanced office building, being briefed about what was to come.
Enter KOTOR2: many of the people looked like the people in that respective game. A military leader showed me a strange crystal of unknown origin, and then the building came under fire. Thousands of unstoppable shards came raining through the ceiling! These shards looked like parts of the strange crystal, and as people screamed and ran around, I managed to escape with some female office technician. Enter another KOTOR2 thing: The party system. It felt like I was controlling a real time RPG now, with another person in the party.
Memory lapse...
Spy mission. I joined a team of elite snipers in an attempt to infiltrate a summer camp, for unknown reasons. I remember sneaking through the wilderness and clambering on the roof of old and ugly wooden buildings.
Memory lapse...
A new party member! I saved a Twilight Princess goat from being sacrificed by a tribe of pilgrims (black hat, buckled shoes, wtd). This goat, somehow, was hyperintelligent, and managed to pull its weight in battle as I, the office technician, and the goat made our way towards the big bad group of unknown crystal wielding people. We began a long trek across Hylian fields and crossed creaky rope bridges across canyons. I recall being attacked by morphball-like creatures, and disabling explosives meant to break a certain bridge.
As fun as it was, no dream lasts forever (unless you're in a coma). I eventually woke up because my arms, one of which had been under my head, the under beneath my pillow, hurt. This concludes yet another bizarre and difficult to explain dream of mine.
