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09/09/10



Misha Collins conquers the world one random act of kindness at a time.

Labyrinthine underground cities. A bluish tinge to the grand entrance halls and expansive meeting chambers. Everything carved from stone, going on into the earth for miles.

I'm sitting in a movie theatre, third row from the front, staring into space as the rest of the theatre's patrons file out. I see movement out of the corner of my eye, and I glance up at the guy standing next to me. His head is tilted to the side and he's looking at me curiously.

"Enjoy the movie?" he asks.

"It really makes you think." I allow.

He holds out a hand. "Misha."

"Sam." I say, shaking his hand. "You're one of the producers, right?"

We talk about stuff.

I wake up a few times, and I'm third person POV on a new dream. Buffy and Willow are coaching Xander through some kind of school-related interview. He has to keep eating ice from the soft drinks, or something bad will happen.

Someone says "Rosenburg" a lot, and Buffy gets lectured by a teacher for corrupting Xander and/or Willow.

Scare Factor: 1/10
Rating: 2/10