I’m writing this down so I don’t forget it all. Not sure I’ll ever be able to talk to anyone outside the Fifth about it, though. Went to bed, and started dreaming of a ruined city, swarming with mist snakes. Quickly found Shintar, Lyrie, and Vash. Went out exploring the city, such as it was. Quickly swarmed by mist snakes, along with a couple things I’ll have nightmares about if I ever sleep again. I think I died for a moment there. Got chased by a snake the size of a train, and threw paint at it thinking it would somehow help. Somehow found our way to where the ghetto was, but it’d been replaced with another city. Got attacked by a bearskin rug in a creepy orphanage, while the tree burned the creepy orphans. Had some sort of psychotic break and came to with my gun screaming. Found a Beholder that’d been paid to keep us trapped in the dream. Put him down with another volley from the dream of a gun. My gun has better dreams than me, apparently. Don’t want to sleep again. Don’t want to remember. Running low on coffee and whiskey. Time to sleep and never dream again.