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It's not just Amko that I dream about. And actually, he's probably the one I dream about the least. It's just that lately, I've been dreaming about him more often.

Added 20 hours and 38 minutes ago
Yes, I dreamed about Amko again: <

We were sitting and playing a card game, and there was a lot of craziness going on. But the first instance of utter madness that gave me a real headache was when Amko took cards from different decks, even with different sleeves, put them all in one deck (without changing the sleeves), and started playing with it. And he didn't even shuffle. I couldn't convince him that this wasn't the right way to do it, and that a normal person wouldn't even think of doing it.

So, we started playing. Amko put down some blue creature 2/3, and I put down a white creature 2/3. And then the craziness started - these creatures turned into little, cute nekos. They were sitting on our table, moving around, and being adorable.

Amko also cast some enchantment on his creature, which was supposed to give it +1/+1 (and eventually could increase it to +3/+3), but I somehow managed to counter it, saying that it wasn't working right now, and he needed some other creatures for it to work. So when Amko attacked me, I blocked, and he was like, "Your creature dies," but then I was like, "Wait, what? I'm an idiot. Okay, wait, shield, nope, it didn't die, you also have 2/3." But Amko still attacked me, and I just stood there and blocked, and nothing happened.

And we continued playing. Our nekos turned into cups, and we drank tea and ate cake from them. Yes, first we poured tea and drank it, then we put cake on top and ate it. I had some kind of cup that looked like a faceted glass with a handle, and Amko had something more ornate.

I dreamed about a lot of other things, but while I was writing this, I forgot the rest x(

Our necromancers turned into cups, from which we drank tea and ate cake. Yes, first we poured tea and drank it, then we put cake on it and ate it.

"The best women are 1.2 meters tall and have square heads, so it's convenient to put beer on them."
The same happened to you, you ended up with functional necromancers.

Yes, they were quite convenient.

Added 22 hours 49 minutes ago
Today, no Amka.

As always, I've already forgotten all the details. In short, I wandered around a small area of the city and kept stealing cars, pursuing some goal. I often encountered police cars (the police weren't looking for me and didn't know anything about me), and sometimes I stole them too, but it's generally risky – if another cop sees me in a police car and realizes I'm not a cop and I'm not even wearing a uniform, they'll catch me. But I really don't want to end up in jail.
I kept thinking about jail and then decided to stop stealing cars – I drove around for a while and that was enough. I climbed a large hill to survey the surrounding area. While climbing, I saw unripe blueberries and raspberries o_o The time in my dream was the same – late February, but there was no snow anywhere (it had melted). I tried the raspberries and spat them out – they were unripe.
So I climbed up and started looking around. And that's it, I don't remember anything else

brain cancer.

Kloves don't have brains.

Intracranial cavity cancer.

There was some kind of holiday. It happens regularly, every year, and every year I want to kill someone on this particular day, but every year I lack the will or something else. And here I am again, sitting with a sniper rifle on some balcony, looking for a target. Someone approaches from behind – I quickly turn around and point the sniper rifle at him. No, it turns out it wasn't a person from the special services; I got lucky – it was just my classmate. He also has a sniper rifle – exactly like mine (in the dream, it looked more like some kind of assault rifle), and he also wants to kill the same person. He started saying some nonsense (he always does that). There's a gap in my memory, but I know that we didn't kill anyone. We were supposed to kill that person and run, and if they found us, we were supposed to shoot ourselves. I'm somewhere on Arbat, walking with a non-existent friend or acquaintance (not with that classmate), and we're hiding from my sister, who is actually looking for me all over the city. I don't know why we're doing this, but we did something wrong (or rather, I did). We ended up in some kind of cafe or pizzeria, and then my sister writes something to me on social media, and I decide that I should answer her. However, before that, I consult with my friend, he gives the go-ahead, and I write to my sister, telling her where we are. There's a gap in my memory. My sister, my friend, and I are somewhere on Arbat, and we're about to launch some kind of small satellite or rocket into the sky or into space. I don't know what this thing is supposed to do. There was some kind of device hovering in the air above us, resembling a small alien spaceship, or more precisely, a ship from the *Aliens* franchise (in the form of an unfinished circle). It was helping us organize what we were doing. We launched several of these rockets (they looked exactly like small rockets), but they all got stuck either in this device or somewhere else – caught on buildings, advertisements, and so on. It was like flies caught in a web. Or like a glitch in a computer game – a rocket flies upwards, but another object prevents it from moving, so there is no movement, and the inertia is not transferred. There's a gap in my memory. We're standing on the roof of a skyscraper. Below us is Arbat – which is strange, because there are no such skyscrapers on Arbat. But even stranger is that on the other side, there's a huge wall. This is the outskirts of the city, and the city is surrounded by a huge wall that is taller than any skyscraper. One of the rockets (they were still near us) finally broke free and started moving. It flew upwards, but on a curved trajectory – and quite quickly turned downwards, flew in a zigzag, and hit directly into a window of a skyscraper nearby. My friend and I laughed, like schoolchildren. I thought that there would just be a fire in the building, but that wasn't the case! The building suddenly leaned against the huge wall, then somehow bounced off it and fell on a neighboring skyscraper. And that one, in turn, toppled several more buildings. We laughed even more – what can we do, we killed half the city, it's fun. And even when the domino effect reached our building, we laughed and tried to survive. For some reason, our skyscraper didn't just fall; it split in two – and I was thinking about what to do – stay with my sister on one side or jump with her to the side with my friend. I chose the latter. But our skyscraper continued to fall, and we were about to die. So, we just jumped down. It was cool – flying from who knows what floor, seeing the ground approaching. I somehow thought that something would save us, like in the movies – but no – we just fell and died. And I even turned in the air so that I was below and died first (we were flying in an embrace). It's strange that I didn't wake up after that – I continued to sleep as if nothing had happened. And my dream also continued after another gap in my memory. I was doing something in burning Moscow, running between the ruins, and fighting some enemies.

I'm a freelance agent, keeping an eye on a new neighbor. He arrives at the warehouse and turns out to be a robot. I overhear him arguing with some guy; the guy is wearing a coat and beret and is very unhappy. The robot neighbor begs for mercy and starts crying, trying to leave, but the guy in the coat and beret shoots him in the back. There, I also encounter a girl in a semi-invisible suit, who represents some kind of agency and is monitoring the guy in the coat and beret. She advises me to keep a low profile in this situation. Together with my wife, who is also a freelance agent (!), we infiltrate the building to follow the guy in the coat and beret and see where he leads us. I go through doors with electronic locks, while she explores the service corridors. She runs into the girl in the semi-invisible suit, tries to attack her, but only waves her fists at empty air. The girl in the semi-invisible suit tries to explain that we and her agency have a mutual interest here. A woman knocks on my door and asks me to tell her when the next train is, pulling me out of the depths of the spy intrigue.

Today, I had a cool and simultaneously scary dream. I dreamt that I became an undead creature. It all started with me walking around the city, wanting to buy an MP35K (assault rifle). It turned out that there were many such stores, but the rifle cost 2000 rubles, and I didn't have enough money. So, I went to borrow money from my mother. It was midnight. I arrived, and there were two of my friends. Then it turned out that either the apartment was flooded, or there was a beach in the apartment, anyway, there was a lot of water. We all went to sleep. I woke up and saw that something was wrong with the skin of one of my friends; it was all swollen and covered with a white coating. I said, "What's wrong with you, man?" He said, "Look at yourself." I looked at myself in the mirror – the same thing. Deciding that it was some kind of mess stuck on us, I went to wash my face, and I saw that the remnants of the skin were washing off, and the skull was visible. Anyway, the three of us started arguing, and we quickly turned off the lights. Then my mother came in. She asked, "What's wrong with you?" And all I could say was, "We're skilled," because my tongue had already started to rot. Anyway, I begged her for money for that unfortunate rifle and didn't bother to finish watching the dream.

I took some girl to a field, a place we often go to with friends for walks in the summer. We walked to the center. It was different from the real place, but it was just a dream. And an airplane was flying in the sky. I picked up a pebble, threw it at the plane, laughing, and she said, "Don't do that! You'll shoot it down." This amused me, and I said, "Don't worry, I won't shoot it down. It's too high up." And I thought, what if I really did shoot it down? Just then, an An-2 biplane flew by, looking just like the Red Baron. I watched it, following it with my eyes. It got closer, flew over us, and now I was watching it fly away. But then something went wrong, and it started to veer off course, then it began to spin in the air. I watched it with disbelief, thinking, "Come on, it'll recover." But it didn't, and it crashed down haphazardly, exploding about three hundred meters from us. The girl was terrified, and I was thinking, "Wow." Then a helicopter flew by, and it started to spin around its rotor and gently glided down, crashing and exploding. The shockwave reached us too. I thought, "What's going on?" Then another plane flew by, spun, and crashed very close to us, leaving a fiery trail along the path. I shouted, "Did you see that? The trail went 'whoosh!'" and she was looking at the previous crash site. And then all hell broke loose: planes and helicopters started falling from the sky like rain, and on the ground, fire trucks and other vehicles began to appear from behind the trees at the edge of the field. They were also spinning, and then they crashed into the ground, exploding. It was as if they were all being drawn to the place where we were sitting, like a magnet. That's when I realized that reality was coming to an end. Either it was finally collapsing into a singularity, which wasn't so bad, or it was subjective and represented a projection of a machine or someone's mind, which was much worse, because that would mean that everything was unreal. I suggested that we leave, saying that it was creepy to be there, although I actually thought that this was the safest place, a calm epicenter of the storm. But I couldn't stay still because of the excitement, and I wanted to see what it was like in the world beyond and in the settlements. All the while this was happening, the bright, sunny day was getting darker, and by the climax of the events, twilight had fallen, and a terrible wind had risen.

and he started with fences...

I'm on a very familiar street in the city center. I'm standing on the sidewalk on one side, and on the other side, there are two cats sitting. One is black, and the other is gray. I have a coin in my hand, and I'm rolling it across the street to them. It somehow manages to jump over the curbs each time. The cats start playing with it, and then it comes back to me, and I roll it to them again and again, and they play. But then, suddenly, it stops in the middle of the road, and cars start driving by. It gets run over by one of the cars, and the car stops at a red light. I wait for all the cars to pass and for the red light to come on again so I can pick up the coin. But I don't manage to pick it up.

I dreamt that I got a tattoo on the back of my right hand. It covered my palm, the back of my hand, and a small part of my wrist. It was made up of colorful flowers with leaves. The flowers looked like lilies, and it looked quite beautiful. I NEED TO GET IT DONE IN REAL LIFE!

Although, I dreamt of many other things, like a sand wave engulfing a city, and various wars and battles.

I flew again, but this time with a friend and with the help of a humanoid robot.

What now?