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Damn it! I had already written 4-5 paragraphs of this when it got deleted. I don't feel motivated to go into my dream snippets with as much detail and gusto, but I'll try (yayyy enthusiasm ). To summarize, I have 4 dream fragments, some of which were chained between waking, and I remembered more but they faded before I could record. I promise it'll be have mas detalles manana. Until then, adios

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I am walking in a planetarium/mall, with train tracks looping across the floor, and planets of various shapes and sizes hanging from the ceiling. At some point, I am on a tour, but am ignoring the annoying, overenthusiastic tour guide to play with a piece of red lint on my jacket (much more interesting, I know). I eventually wander off and make it into a room with a giant, rancor-like monster situated in the dead center. There are oblivious pedestrians streaming past him, and he is growling menacingly to deaf ears. For some reason, I can drop a tab down over him, listing his name and "level", which is 594.

I am in a public bathroom similar to one at my soccer academy in waking life. As I walk past the vacant urinals (with no dividers, for some reason), I stop near to the end, taking a piss. As I do this, I notice a young couple studiously swapping spit in the dead center of the bathroom. Not thinking it odd, I zip up and leave (dream germs are dangerous too, kiddies).

*I wake up at this point, get some water, and record the first two dreams*

I am back outside the bathroom with some friends, wanting to investigate a scream. When we go in, we see the woman has been brutally murdered, and there appears to be a teeth-shaped cavity in her arm (nope, no zombies, sorry). For some reason, I think suspicion might fall on me, and eagerly run to a table that has appeared in the middle of the room and hold up my axe (apparently I own one), to show it is clean and unbloodied. I then point to the man from earlier, holding an bloody axe and standing over the woman's body, blood dripping from his mouth.

*At this point I wake up again*

I have somehow learned that the man is similar to an x-files monster of the week, and in addition to being a cannibal, gets most of his energy from electricity. The bathroom lights are out, and when I run outside, the door leads out of my house, and I am in my neighborhood. I run out into the cul de sac and scream at each of the neighbor's driveway in turn; "Turn it OFF", as they comply. I do this with 3 houses, then get up to the house where a quite attractive girl lives. We've had an on-again, off-again relationship, and seeing her in the dream is apparently enough to make me completely forget about the crazed, electrically charged cannibal that was running behind me moments before. As I approach her driveway, I see her and her dad going to get the mail. I run up and talk to them a bit, and somehow we are all sitting on the pavement by their mailbox, limbs all tangled together improbably. At this point, my alarm goes off, and I realize I'm knotted in blankets.