Woke up in a cold sweat. I keep having this dream. I'm playing board games from the 1970's. And I'm playing against some invisible friend who's pissin' me the fuck off. So I shoot him. The fucker. Whoever he was. And I'm playing some game where you have to catch a mouse. "Catch the Mouse", I think it's called. And I really wanted this little bastard mouse. But for some reason I wasn't just shooting it. Fuckin' crazy, right? Me, not shooting a mouse? It's fuckin' preposterous. Instead, I set up this dumbass trap with a rickety staircase and I don't know what the fuck else. I end up catching him and that's the end of the game - whoop-de-fuckin-doo. Then I'm watching some orgy, but that's not the weird part. After the orgy, I'm walkin' around in some red room. Red curtains everywhere. And there's some doppelganger of me and some fuck called Bob. And they're talkin' about my soul or some fuckin' thing. So, I shot 'em. Assholes.