Fredrik1ST

Dream 1
At a really, really old library with my mother and some other groups of people. Friends and giant monsters keep passing by randomly, and books and chairs are flying around. After chatting for some time, we got a mission: to inspect a level of a high building. It seemed to be nothing but an abandoned swimming pool. After some time walking around there, my mother said: ''aha, it's closed. My co-workers were just joking with us''. I lost it completely.

Dream 2
I enter some enormous city gate (setting: middle ages). At my right and left, there are narrow roads surrounded by small houses. At my front, a dark, brown wooden bridge is standing tall, leading to a hill. Atop of the hill is a city, surrounded by walls. I've come here with one purpose: to kill ''Roluf/Olaf the fast''. I set to work, armed with a shield and a small rapier. I blast my way through waves of city guards before reaching the bastard. Just then, a huge wave of guards with crossbows come at me. I start deflecting their arrows back at them with my shield, but some of them get stuck in both me and the shield. When the fighting's over, I try to outrund Roluf, but it's just impossible (even though we both run like the wind). I keep thrusting my rapier at him to no avail, and in the end he trips on a small bump in the grass. Mincemeat.
A highscore-board-screen-thingie pops up in front of my eyes:

Roluf 1st
Olaf 2nd
Fredrik 3rd

I lose my shit just like the dream I had before.

Dream 3
Hugo Chavez answers my e-mails. Yeah, that's it. I sit there hoping that Castro will do the same. What's wrong with my brain?