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haha. I also had a dream about Xeen. But it wasn't as interesting.

Actually, it was quite dull compared to my previous dreams.

your first role! something like that.

Why does Stalin keep appearing in your dreams?

your first role! something like that

It was a good role, but I also enjoyed playing as the Russian faction.

Why does everyone keep mentioning Stalin all the time?

I was reading an article about Mao Zedong yesterday. Maybe that's why.

Stalin had a pipe in his mouth.

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I was reading an article about Mao Zedong yesterday. Maybe that's why.

Why didn't Mao himself show respect? He sent some loser.

First dream. I am swimming in the sea. The weather is not clear, the sky is gray. There is a shore on one side and a small Cove on the other. The left shore was about a hundred meters away from me, maybe more. The right shore was even further. My grandfather was standing on the left shore. He was either fishing or just standing there. There were other people there, they were sunbathing on the beach, although there was no sun. I swam towards the left shore, and before swimming, I called my mother, who was also swimming, but closer to the right shore, but she didn't want to swim to the left shore. To my surprise, I swam very quickly. And when I got out of the water, the people lying on the sand immediately became tense and dejected. They started to cover themselves, looking at me askance, as if they were afraid. I didn't reach my grandfather. Second dream about Saint Petersburg. I am in a room with windows overlooking Palace Square. It is early morning, and the sun is peeking out from behind the horizon. There was no roof, it was snowing, and the whole room was covered in snow. I was standing near the window and throwing round bombs with long fuses down. There were cars down there, but they were not affected. Then someone entered the room, and I immediately stopped doing that. Third dream. And again, comic book heroes. Spider-Man and some girl who could create and control air vortices. I was an outside observer. The events took place in a room that looked like an office. The heroes talked for a long time, and then Spider-Man took off his mask :O. After that, they decided to leave and for some reason went down the stairs. When they reached the ground floor, in a large hall with a swimming pool, they were attacked by Rhino and Doctor Octopus. But I don't remember the battle at all.

I dreamt about meeting a friend. It was a street, an outdoor cafe, tables, close to the road. A wide road, and right in the middle of it was the entrance to the subway %) And I see him across the road, among the people, and I shout. Then I suddenly rush and run towards him. He notices me and runs to the edge of the road and shows me some signs, but I don't understand anything, and I also try to use signs to tell him, "we need to cross the road." But the cars don't stop. And in the end, I somehow cross half of the road, go down into the subway, jump into a train, and ride home, feeling upset %)

Well, now I miss him again( He moved away from our city four years ago, and I haven't seen him(
I can already imagine our meeting. He says hello, and I burst into tears.
x)

I had a weird dream. I was in some kind of gym, or something like that, and they were measuring my height. They measured it, and it turned out I was 158 cm tall. I took a pen and scribbled it down in the notebook where they were recording the measurements.

What a nightmare.

Are the complexes hitting you hard?

I dreamed that I was jumping on rooftops. Twice, actually. 1. We went on some archaeological expedition in the jungle and found a cave overgrown with vines. We explored it, dodging traps and bats a couple of times, and someone died. But eventually, I managed to get through a secret room into a new location with an open sky, like the cave was actually a passage through a mountain range. It was very unusual here; the plateau began with layers of rock, and then it connected at the same level with concrete slabs, and then concrete buildings began. I jumped a bit on the concrete blocks, using a gravity belt (it allowed me to jump high and far), when suddenly I realized that I was being watched by German special forces from the 1940s. They were behind me, and a shootout began, but since I had a wrist laser and they had outdated weapons, they realized that attacking me was a bad idea and decided to keep their distance. So I decided to get away from them by jumping on the concrete blocks. Eventually, after jumping quite far, I started to approach an abandoned Soviet city; the buildings here were standard five-story buildings with a sloping slate roof, but they were 7-15 stories high, longer, and sometimes had a more complex configuration; the "five-story buildings" were located around courtyards, and the surroundings were very dilapidated, with broken windows, and no people were visible. In the end, I jumped very far into the area and decided to hide in one of the attics. Surprisingly, although it was abandoned, it was well-finished with wood, and in one place, I even found a room with a desk and a window. I made some black tea in an aluminum mug that was there and started reading a book that was lying on the table. While I was reading, I noticed that gray people were starting to come out of the houses, the same gray as the sky in this place. Apparently, it was morning here. I climbed out of the attic and started jumping on the rooftops again, looking at what was below, and eventually, I came across a local market, jumped down to the ground, and started talking to some guy in an ushanka. Strangely enough, he spoke Russian and was quite talkative. From him, I learned that they lived in a closed space but traded with the outside world, in particular, they had to buy irreplaceable resources; they also fought with a fascist country in the east, which he didn't know about in other lands. To show how well they lived, he took me to a car repair shop by the road, and we and his friends drank tea from the same aluminum mugs. The end. 2. That same night, but shorter. I was climbing up the basement floors of some secret laboratory with my friend, a girl, and a loli. We came across some hatches and alien monsters, but eventually, we reached the ground floor, where there was a supermarket, lol. I think I stole something there because a security guard was following me closely, but I managed to outsmart him, and we got to another part of the building, where goods were being distributed. We stood behind the counter, and I saw an image on the monitor from the surveillance cameras, realized that they had figured out how I was stealing, and understood that I needed to get out of there. And the building was located somewhere in the center of Omsk, where there were many closely spaced houses with sloping roofs. So, I somehow climbed onto a flat roof, and then I was parkouring on the neighboring roofs (I didn't take the gravity belt), and at one point, I almost slipped off the slope; it was scary. In the end, I got to flat garage roofs, where trees grew along the edge. I carefully crept along the trees when I suddenly noticed a camera and a military radio operator's booth on the adjacent building. I quickly hid behind a chair that was standing nearby (lol) and started watching the radio operator. He would turn to the scanner and then to the open door to see who was outside, and I carefully peeked out from behind the chair. At one point, it seemed to me that he was looking at me, but I ZOOMED IN the image in my vision, that is, like an image on a computer with a loss of quality, and I was able to see the radio operator's pupil in detail. It turned out that he was not looking at me but higher up. So, the next time he turned away, I ran away and woke up. It is worth noting that not far from my house in real life, there are indeed such garages, with an adjacent abandoned meatpacking plant. We used to climb there and often got shot with salt from a shotgun. That's the story. 3. Well, in addition, there's an old dream. We were driving around the dachas with a friend and a girl who was constantly complaining. Eventually, we decided to go to one of the plots to eat strawberries, but while we were eating, the owner arrived, and we climbed over the fence into the neighboring forest to escape. And the forest turned out to be fenced off, with a laser protection system, lol. The protection detected us, and laser walls began to rise, and the girl started screaming and complaining about us. In the end, we somehow found a wall with non-working protection and climbed over it to the next plot. We went into the house, and it turned out to be the house of some American celebrity. Either Brad Pitt or someone like that. He asked us why we had broken into his house, and I replied that I needed to make a phone call and went out the window. I don't remember anything after that.

I was playing a computer game about Tom and Jerry. (In a world of my own imagination, because I haven't played any real ones, if they even exist). It had an open world where you could go anywhere at any time, but it was an arcade game. I was Jerry. Here and there, I was pursued by a cat who, for some reason, was schematic – a small black (exactly black, not blue) figure of a sitting cat, more like the Cheshire Cat, only without a smile. He didn't chase me; the game just had different puzzles related to the fact that I couldn't let him catch me. He could even sit next to me and not move, and if I did something wrong, I would just lose. We were in some strange place. It wasn't the home of a plump American aunt; no, it was some place from a fantastical arcade, some incomprehensible world, you don't know where you are, you don't know what to call it. There were some cliffs and black liquid below (under the cliffs?), which you couldn't fall into, or you would die. At first, I solved some puzzle, the meaning of which I can't even convey now. There was Tom and his mirror image; they were sitting opposite each other, and I couldn't do something so as not to end up with either of them, because the most real, most genuine Thomas was sitting somewhere else, where I wanted to go, but didn't, and he was invisible. But I did everything right (what exactly did I do?) and went on. There were some small catacombs in the cliffs where Tom chased me a little, and I was looking for something. In some of the rooms of these catacombs, there were square pools with gray liquid, which was needed for teleportation somewhere. The liquid was not harmful to health. At some point, I teleported somewhere, and a small action-arcade sequence began, where I was sliding down a hill, Tom was chasing me, I had to jump over obstacles and collect suitcases. I never understood why I needed the suitcases. Then we got to some place filled with pomp. It seemed that there was some huge teleport there. I had to get out of this location (so the world wasn't entirely open, although I could probably go back there if I wanted to, which made no sense, because Tom wouldn't be there anymore). I messed up and went to some other teleport, which sent me to the catacombs with the gray liquids. And from there, I somehow managed to teleport to who knows where and fell into the black liquid. My life bar dropped to zero, and I respawned not far from the teleport. Suddenly, something very scary started. I thought that either a large teleport had activated or the apocalypse had simply begun. Lasers (not dangerous to me) began to crawl across the floor, everything shook, and there were some sounds. And then I was violently thrown out of the dream into reality, where the phone's speaker was blasting grindcore just a few centimeters from my ear (it was "Straight In Your Face" by Distorted Impalement), and my sister was calling. It was really a little scary! I felt fear for literally half a second. Then it stopped :(
That's what it's like. Waking up to an alarm with a song, and even with grind.
So, I recommend it to everyone; you'll wake up almost immediately, sharply, with a clear mind, and you'll remember the dream in detail :>

Added 46 minutes ago
I remembered something else. I dreamed that I woke up, and a crowd of my classmates was walking around my house. I opened my eyes, and one of them was reaching into MY breadbox and taking MY loaf of bread to make sandwiches with MY cheese and MY sausage! What a jerk, I closed my eyes and continued to doze.
I didn't ask myself questions like how it happened that, having woken up in my room, I saw the kitchen, or "What are all these people doing here?". I just wanted to sleep

I open my eyes, and one of them is trying to get into MY breadbox and take MY loaf to make sandwiches with MY cheese and MY sausage! What a jerk.

Wow, what a greedy person, you can tell he's a hikikomori right away.

I close my eyes and continue to doze off.

What? I'm fine, go ahead and eat.

In the fictional world of my imagination, because I haven't played in any real ones (if they even exist).

I played a long time ago. It was a fun little fighting game.
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I open my eyes, and one of them is climbing into MY breadbox and taking MY loaf of bread to make sandwiches with MY cheese and MY sausage!

You sometimes encounter such people in a dormitory. A guy opens the door, walks up to the refrigerator, sees that it's empty, closes it, and leaves.