A small pub near Fludoscarr.

When I was sick, I kept dreaming about a meat grinder, almost every day. Pieces of meat, entrails, blood... brrr... It's probably stress and the consequences of a severe emotional trauma caused by the injustice of society, a society that has become detached from the higher, benevolent principle. Or maybe I just don't know. Sometimes I have such wonderful, fairytale-like dreams that I could just keep sleeping and sleeping...

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Yes, I've had that happen. It was a frequent theme, actually. For example, I'm falling down and plummeting (I'm afraid of heights in real life), and I'm flying faster and faster, tears welling up in my eyes, but I think to myself, "This is just a dream, I'll reach the ground and wake up in another world, in reality..." There were also dreams like in *Heroes of Might and Magic*, where someone is attacking, and there are zombies, and everyone is shooting at each other, maybe some monsters, and then I realize that when I wake up, it will all be over. Strange, scary, and incomprehensible dreams. And in some of them, when I realized it was a dream, I could take control of it, and I don't understand this phenomenon at all. Then I could buy something for myself, taking money out of thin air, take revenge on someone, become big or small. Dreams are a strange thing; you can't figure them out without a drink.