Dreams.

Yesterday, I watched a really dumb movie (it was more like a series of episodes stitched together), "Riverworld," based on a book. It was terribly made. Basically, no one died; everyone just respawned. In my dream, I was fighting some Orcs again, like from Gothic, but I, and they too, didn't really care, because we were respawning. I even jumped into a crowd of Orcs, but they didn't attack me, meaning they weren't aggressive Orcs. There were huge areas with non-aggressive Orcs. I started shooting at a group of three with a crossbow, but for some reason, they kept running up to me and killing me. Then I noticed that one of them was some kind of mega-elite Orc in silver armor, and his name was "King." I thought I'd kill him later as part of a quest and moved on. I met another elite Orc named "Emperor!" He was red. There was a tall tower nearby, so I grabbed the Emperor by the collar and dragged him up, then dropped him. The height was like a twenty-story building. I watched with delight as he fell, respawned, climbed back up to me with revenge in mind, and fell again. This happened several times. What a joke, this Emperor, and he's an Orc! From that tower, I surveyed the Orc lands, and very close by were ordinary, depressing human city buildings from our time. I sat on some kind of cart (damn, I forgot what these things are called that ride along ropes), and I went for a ride. I went around nine circles, then the cabin detached and fell with me, but just a meter above the ground. I went to the ticket booth, they gave me a hundred rubles back, and I went somewhere. So, that's it