I was pushing a wooden barrel down a gravel road like Walter White pushing a barrel across the desert. I kinda know what's inside the barrel as something valuable or precious, so I'm feeling protective of it. I seem to recall being warned about the dangers of going down this road, and I think this might even be the dreaded The Road to the South from Return to Zork. Eventually, I come across diverging paths. I knew one path leads me to my goal (whatever that is), but like a good RPG-player, I wanted to explore the other path for the potential of rare treasure. I know such treasure exists, dammit, via Dream Video Game Logic. Sadly, the dream ends before I could find anything. Still got my barrel though!
I was playing a fighting game through an arcade cabinet. It is definitely the SNK classic Samurai Shodown (the spelling irritates me too), but some new version that doesn't exist. I insert a quarter. I think I'm playing someone over a connection, and the clarity and authenticity of the sprites is a little amazing for a dream (or maybe I just played that game way too much). But what really struck me now was that it felt more like I was playing the game than watching me play the game, and I'm reacting to the screen. The "other" guy won because he exploited a glitch to score the last hit. I insert another quarter. The game characters switched to guys from another series for some reason, and it's more of me playing a game (but not in the same feeling as playing the game here, but like watching me play). Dream two had me needing to go somewhere with 10 minutes, only I keep doing dumb things like making wrong turns or getting into dead ends.
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