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In a dream, the age difference between me and Aro was one year.

[lokenmod]sweaty dreams[/lokenmod]

You're the sweaty one.
Regarding Locken, I don't remember exactly, but I think he was significantly older than both of us.
Well, roughly the same age difference as he is compared to me now.

No, I just got out of the shower.

And already sweaty. What a mess!

We were walking through the desert, a small group of us, appearing and disappearing. That's where I broke my leg, though I don't remember how. It was a bad break, an open fracture, with my foot twisted back behind my shin, and I felt real pain even in my sleep. I don't remember how I and another guy managed to reach a small settlement. Looking at the state of my leg, I really wanted to find a doctor, but at the same time, I knew I couldn't stay there for a week or a month, waiting to heal, because I needed to get to my destination quickly. This guy, who was with me, a drug addict, told me, "Don't look for a doctor, just wait until morning, a doctor I know will come and treat you for free." And I thought he was an idiot. However, my leg didn't look as bad anymore, more like a regular open fracture than a dismembered limb. Then, other things happened, but it definitely wasn't treatment, and I found myself continuing the journey. My fracture turned into a closed one, and the bone was noticeably displaced. I visited many places and talked to different people: at the edge of a forest and in a dacha with some old woman; with some shady people, discussing the regenerative abilities of my body, because over time, the bones healed on their own, and my limb was as good as new; at an inactive underwater base, where I was looking for some handwritten notes, trying to figure out a complicated plot. The last thing I learned before my death was that the notes, written not a year or two ago, were addressed to me, that the peaceful expedition that sent me here was responsible for all the destruction, and that I was superfluous to them. I don't remember how I died, but I woke up in my own bed, sitting up, aware that it was a dream, until I heard that quiet dripping sound on the wooden floor. It turned out that the leaky pipe I had recently fixed in the lab had returned, but this time, the water somehow flooded the electrical system. Everything was crackling and flickering, and I was pulling out all the electrical appliances I could with rubber gloves, but I didn't have enough light. It was early morning, and due to the electrical problems, the lighting in my room wasn't working. As I walked around my completely empty house, I heard unpleasant voices, presumably ghosts. One of them definitely belonged to the Pope from that desert settlement. I forgot to mention that in one of the houses, in the basement, on a table like in a mausoleum, the Pope was resting, but they said he was "small, smaller." Apparently, not the real one. And I also found a bowl of human fat in my house. That's what kind of inception I had – a nightmare within a nightmare. Of course, they weren't nightmares, except for the unpleasant pain in my leg, which was broken like a twig, but there was definitely something unpleasant about them.

The dream wasn't long: it all started with my brother and me deciding to go skydiving. We gathered, boarded a helicopter, and took off. The instructor shouted, "Jump!" Then I don't remember... After we jumped, we were in the air for 3 hours, and we were watching the time. We started to open the parachute, but it got stuck and tore, and we fell onto an island. There was no one around, just us. Then I don't remember. We found a PORTAL. We didn't know where it led. We went through it, and we were back in the helicopter, about to jump. The instructor shouted again, "Jump!", but we refused.
And I woke up.

Did you also have dreams about electrical problems in real life?

A question from an inattentive person.

Well, if it happened in real life, does that count too?

And I also found a bowl of human fat in my house.

It's just written as if it did, so I'm asking.

There were no power outages in real life. I won't comment on the bowl.

I'm telling you, it was a dream within a dream -_-
Why are you confusing me?) You confused the little wolf, and now he's sad.

I don't remember how I died, but I woke up in my own place, sitting on the bed, aware that it was a dream, until I heard that quiet dripping sound on the wooden floor. It turned out that the leaky pipe I had recently fixed in real life had returned, but this time the water somehow flooded the electrical system.

Added 6 minutes later
I had such a funny dream today. This is where the weird, sweaty fantasies come in >:3
In the pool, after swimming, I'm getting dressed in the hallway, and some loli gives me some kind of weird thing (a trinket, I don't remember what it was), saying, "Happy New Year." And I'm like, what the heck, why is she doing this, and we've never even met. I started frantically patting my pockets, hoping to find something I could give her in return, but I found nothing. So I said "thank you" and kissed her on the cheek :smile43:

Then I go home, open Skype, and write to Amka, asking what I can give to a loli, I need to come up with a gift in an hour and a half (while the loli is swimming in the pool), but I don't remember anything after that.

Okay, don't be sad.

Comfort me!

Can’t you even wipe your own butt?

You’ve only made me even more upset.