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The dream started out with a fairly normal day - the main reason why I didn't recognize it was a dream.

After a time, my sister (I'll call her Mary) came along and we went outside for a walk. That should have been a red flag, since we never go for walks together. We see a friend building a fire. Just goofing around, we leaned the sticks against him like we're burning him at the stake or something.

Around this time, the dream shifts. Me and my sister are walking towards a dark forest on the edge of an old castle. For whatever reason, we're Miguel and Tulio from the Disney movie El Dorado (for the record, I was Tulio). We see an entrance to a sewer - the round sort, large enough to stand in. It's very clean.

We enter. We look around for a bit - it's sort of freaky looking. Like a cave. Up ahead, there's a squarish drain set in the wall. Large enough to crawl through, but only just.

My sister, being the sweet and kind person she is, decides that I should go through it. I'm not normally claustrophobic, but this was pretty weird. And suddenly I realized - I've had this dream before. But I couldn't control it - I forgot before I had a chance to. I spent what felt like half an hour in dream time crawling about in those weird drains, but for whatever reason, I enjoyed it.

The dream changes. I'm in a prison, outside in the fenced enclosure. I'm in for stealing. And, completing my Disney dreams, the guards are the ones from Aladdin. I get into an argument with them, but I don't remember what it was about.

The dream half shifts - I'm still a criminal, but I'm staying with a rich family. They know I'm a criminal, and they aren't pleased I'm there. I'm trying to do my best to fit in, but it's not going so well. Little things, like for example, one chair too few at dinner. Guess who has to eat elsewhere?

There was also the matter of the poisonous housekeeper, or whatever he was. He was part of the family, but he took care of all the household work. He hated me, and was constantly blaming me for things. For example, twice while we were making dinner for a lot of guests, he tried to break things around me. People believed him, of course - I'm the thief, after all. Eventually I just lost it and got very whiny.

As it turns out, the rich house belonged to the head guard (again, Aladdin) and two of my friends and my sister were his children. I ended up in a huge argument with the guard again, about how I wasn't evil. I didn't exactly lose, but I didn't win.

And then I woke up.