Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Thursday 26 July 2018

Meh, more fragments. Must be having a dry spell...

Scrap Group 1
Riding around a city at twilight. A woman, a supposed friend of mine, was with me. Apparently, each site we visited were randomly generated. One such stop was a shopping plaza. We were investigating some overarching threat.

At the floor of an unlit kitchen in an unknown apartment suite. Some of the mercs of TF2 appeared out of nowhere, neither appearing all too pleased. They mentioned some infraction on my part, and thus they banished me to another realm. I fell into the world of a 16-bit platformer game, my perspective going in and out of first person and from viewing this environment on a screen. I'd the form of a caveman. In the background was a waterfall grotto in the middle of a jungle. A cave entrance was hidden around there, of which I was sure connected to a rogue-like dungeon.