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I was a priest in a chapel of some kind of elder god. It was in old, victorian village. The chapel itself was built from marble, granite and gold, stylised as a gothic cathedral with baroque elements. The altar was really high, it had a fountain of purifying water on top of it. There were also channels carved within it, so if priest opens it, the water can flow. I was a new priest there. I thought about making a challenge, and it was about shooting the highest possible with a catapult. Only a few could accomplish it, and if they don't they would evaporize. The reservoir went dry, and I had to go a long way to get a huge cistern with purifying water.

I'm watching a TV ad for a new day care center, showing itself as "fun" for the kids. The babies enter the building by a catapult launcher, which throws them headfirst into tubes that then slow them down before depositing them in a central play room. All fine and good, but then the dream shifts into something more sinister. Babies keep on coming, row upon row of identical babies with blank stares. This continues until someone decides the only way to deal with it is to flood the world, and water pours over the packed babies to suffocate them all.