As far as I could remember back in my dream, my mom let me go into the "Vegas Strip" (though it looked nothing like it, it actually looked like the interior of a mall) alone. I walked down one of the balconies, where a large fat man came up to me wearing some casual attire, and so he asked me about how being in Vegas felt, and I said good. He then asked if I wanted to buy something that would make me feel good, and I didn't reply as I entered a mall, then two cops quickly took the man away. The shop looked like a gift shop, really. It was bright and clean, but next thing I knew, I was looking from a bird's eye view, the gift shop, except now it was claimed to be a secret weapons base that was actually located on a hill on an island. I was now an Argonian from Skyrim, from the Elder Scrolls Game series, and I was following around a man in a robe, though he had nothing to say, but a narrator suddenly came in and began telling how the dome was a secret weapons base where the Hulk was created. That's about as much as I remember... but these dreams are getting weirder and weirder...