Dreams.

Some young billionaire contacted me and arranged a meeting at a cheap café in Moscow. He had the face (I almost never dream about faces) of Sherlock from the BBC series, although the guy was only 19 years old. So, we met, and he made me some kind of offer (he made it, but the dream didn't tell me what it was at first), and I replied that I needed some time to think about it. By the way, my dad was sitting next to me in the café for some reason. And then the whole scene moved to our forum. This billionaire suggested something related to the heroes in some thread. He said that we would play a game, and if I win, I would get some kind of benefit (a lot of benefit, because he's a billionaire, not just a regular person, lol). But I didn't understand what would happen to me if I lost (but it didn't seem like anything terrible). I was confused by the huge pile of spam that the forum trolls had posted in that thread, as well as all sorts of off-topic comments, mostly consisting of advice to accept the offer (they said that I had played with him before, and he's a total noob and doesn't know how to play, so, dude, you definitely have to beat him!). Well, that's it, I didn't dream anything else. I also remember that VisTrit suddenly showed up and suddenly posted a hentai picture in the thread, lol. And also, I had new posts at the top (I haven't used that kind of forum layout in a very, very long time; I switched to a normal one later and got used to it).