At one point last night, (actually, this morning, since I just finished it about 20 minutes ago) I was dreaming that roommates (I have no idea who these ppl were btw) and I were being hunted by the government, and a helicopter was chasing us down. After two of my "friends" were shot down, I said "fuck this, shit's getting lucid up in here" and riddled the gunmen's bodies with phantom bullets. While they were busy dying, I grabbed the tail of the helicopter before it could escape, and hurled it into a lamppost (after slamming the vehicle into the ground and side of a building first of course) where it exploded. I then turned around and healed my friends like a pro.
Epilogue: As I was talking about how it was fun to work with them in this dream, their forms were slowly reduced to cut paper illustrations, because the frame rate was dropping drastically as a result of my beginning wake up.



Oh, and I cutout these sleepmask pieces before I went to bed.