Minkaron

I was grocery shopping with my roommate, looking for a specific cut of beef to use with a gravy and noodle recipe. For some reason, I was secretive about it, not wanting her to know. Later on though, a few of our friends happen to show up with us, and we discuss our plans for the day. I end up hitching a ride with one of my friends rather than riding with my roommate. As we loaded up the car, she told me to be careful with the eggs - and like a scene out of a sitcom, I quip back with, "I know what I'm doing," and roughly dropped them into the trunk. With a loud cracking noise, I look down and see the eggs broke all over my clean laundry. Feeling defeated, I just rush inside the car and we get going.

For some reason, we decided to visit my grandparents house on our way back. It was a quaint neighborhood, completely different than what my grandparents actually live in. There were chain link fences holding back barking dogs, and the backyards of the modular houses were unkempt and messy with weeds and grass. Once we arrived, I was greeted by a man who told me I needed to take some sort of test on the computer. Before I could take it, however, someone I work with showed up and was taking it with me. Strangely enough, the modular home shifted to an old, dark Victorian styled house, and the test became a logic puzzle on a child who had died on the property. We needed to know how, and when the child died. If we failed, we would die. I knew the answer before the test started, but I wanted to show my work and set myself to solve it properly. I promptly woke up before the dream proceeded, though.