I am a nerd. I like to sleep. As a result, I have dreams. Nerd dreams. And here is where I will log them. I think Freudian psychology is silly, though, so I don't read too much into them. You're welcome to if you want, but don't judge me too hard if you do.

Hotel Action

I meant to type this out sooner, but I didn’t get a chance earlier. Hopefully I’ll remember enough details to make this interesting, ‘cause this was a crazy dream.

To start, I was a member of some kind of police force. We were investigating the activity of a notorious criminal who we had recently pinned down in a hotel-like structure. There were some things that happened before getting to the hotel, but I don’t really remember many of them. The hotel itself looked more like a large office building, complete with a fountain out front and a facade containing many large, glass windows. The basement was the headquarters of a Nintendo subsidiary (I think it may have been Nintendo Power Magazine, but all I know for sure was that it was Nintendo-related).

So we decided to storm this building. I was armed with a pistol and probably some riot police gear judging by what my fellow officers were wearing. We started in the basement, where they had a weird array of modems acting as laser sensors. I don’t know that they actually tripped any kinds of alarms or whatnot, but they were definitely designed to keep people away. I guess Nintendo isn’t as friendly as they seem… But anyway, nothing interesting was going on in the Nintendo offices, so we moved up some floors.

The next bits are kind of a blur (I think we found the criminal and chased her around a bit), but somehow I ended up on the top floor by myself. I saw an assault rifle on the floor (it may have been next to a dead soldier), and I picked it up just as I saw a strange person with another rifle across the hall from where I was (by the elevator). She looked like she was going to shoot, so I aimed and got her first. However, right after I shot her, a whole group of people dressed like her showed up (they looked like they were in oversized printed tees, the kind you see kids wear with leggings). They all had guns, and the leader just said to me something like “oh, you killed her. I guess that means now you have to take her place.” Not wanting to enter into this dubious group, I paused for a second before bolting for the elevator. I managed to make it in and pushed the button for the 1st floor so I could leave the building. I panicked, though, and decided that I should stop at the 2nd floor first to make them think that’s where I was getting off instead of the first floor. When I got to the first floor, I found the initial criminal that my team had been chasing down. She was there (I think standing over another officer’s corpse) and she looked like some kinda zombie-like creature. I shot her with the assault rifle until I ran out of ammo, and then started shooting her in the head with my pistol. She kept absorbing all of the bullets and just doing the whole reach-up-from-the-ground-like-a-slow-moving-zombie thing, so I just ran the hell away. I got out of the building, and the rest of my team was already there. We just walked away as though we had done a good day’s work. And then I woke up.

Poor Nintendo dudes… they’re gonna have a bunch of zombies to deal with in the morning, I guess.