Last night, I dreamed I was investigating the deaths of women who were turning into skeletons. Then I got turned into a skeleton, but I didn't die; I was just a walking, talking skeleton. I woke up before I figured out the mystery.

Also I moved from place to place as if I were in Snailiad. That's a good game and you should go play it, but it's kind of weird when things like that integrate into your dreams and you don't even realize it's bizarre until you wake up.


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