Like I woke up in Rio.
The windows were open, and a bed was situated really low to the ground. Pull your bed frame out from under the box spring low - Just how I like it.
It was lush with plants, and also very intimate. Tucked in the backyard like a guesthouse, and about as big as a garage. It was either owned by my brother or part of his place...
*After waking up to take a piss, I remember one of my shipmates showing me a Green dry-erase marker for his rack, before I went back to sleep. He liked that I used one for reminders, and decided to gank my idea so that he could write reminders in his rack as well.
Next Dream...
As if I entered a video-scape (video game+landscape), I'm fighting off video game style terminator enemies by lighting them on fire with some sort of low-tech fire starter.
It was like a magnifying glass to an ant, and it would burn 'em up like a disco inferno.
There was an abandoned building in this post apocalyptic desert.
An Asian girl with a blonde feathered hairdo pops out of nowhere. Robowhore!
She's rubbing her whole torso. Either she had, or had taken off a skimpy stripper/hooker style bikini. She tells me she's hot, while she continues to rub herself seductively.
I don't even know if she's human. I tell her to keep rubbing herself, and then her chest starts to flame up a bit.
She just keeps rubbing! It doesn't even phase her that she's on fire.
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So I see a shantytown style alleyway, that leads to a television. An Asian advertisement appears promoting Robowhore. The repetitive mall kiosk type of advertisement.
Then in a separate scene, my shipmate AM3 Bean tells me that he took the I-25 exit to Mexico.
It's the closest exit to my location, but I think to myself that it may not actually go there. I still take it, driving my slammed Veedub.
...and I'm awake again.
