Very odd. Was in some sort of shopping mall or plaza, and I noticed that these geeky sort of guys where playing some sort of game. Like a wargame.

As I was leaving, I talked to some kid, mentioned, the guys look like dorks, and the kid agreed with me (some of the gear they were using were lawnmower parts)

Anyway, apparently they were playing some sort of game with these biker-viking sorts.

And it goes on and one, and it turns out we had to use my car, but I had to fix it up at first. And somewhere along the aline, I morphed into either Christopher Lee or John Pertwee (in the dream I thought the former, but now that I think about it, I sounded like the later).

My parents old car, The Bronco, was also in this.

I dreamt I was in La Pucelle Tactics. Or that was the theme of my dream.

There was something about the church almost falling down. But then the three sisters prayed, like they do in the game, and it was fixed. Even that that hit on the head by Alouette

One of those dreams where I inherit something. In this case it was a house, sorta. Had to crawl through a tunnel to make it there. Kinda tight in spots.

Seemed to remember the place, including the tunnel, because I said something like "used to fit much better".

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Then had some other dream, but can't remember
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When I woke up, I could have sworn I saw my last name on the back of my computer desk chair. But it was on my left eyeball. I think. The letters/numbers kept changing. Only appeared when I first opened my eye. Weird.