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Two in one week? I must be watching too much TV

Last night's dream was unusual (well, maybe unusual for you, not so much for me) in that it was told in the third person. I think my affinity for TV and Video games has permanently damaged the way my subconscious views the world.

Anyway, last night's dream involved the characters from the new WB series Supernatural. I want to point out that I don't control what I dream, much, and can't be blamed for the taste of my subconscious. I only half-watch the show, since I don't really like it, but I'm giving it a chance because it has much in common with a number of shows I do like.

In this story, Sam and Dave Dean have been baited into going to find their non-canonical six year old sister (or maybe someone else's sister; I'm not sure), played by my own sister, age 6. Something or other goes wrong for them, and the FBI shows up, intent on taking them into custody. Dean (I assume, though which one is which is something I can never keep straight), gives up without a fight, in order to buy escape time for Sam, who hides in the little girl's bedroom (played by my own sister's bedroom, age 21).

He does not hide for long, however, and soon peeks out in preparation of making his move. The FBI Agents must have been trained by the guards in Castle Wolfenstein, since they don't notice him hiding in plain sight. Outside, the rain has picked up, and some of the stones are coming loose, making the way treacherous (The setting is, it seems, my childhood home, relocated to the top of a pyramid in Chichen Itza). Sam starts to rescue the little girl, but then decides not to (the reason for this is hinted at later) after an unseen conversation. Instead, he hops in a truck and drives away, leaving the agents bumfuzzled. (In fact, I get the distinct impression that these FBI agents are intentionally playing along, since they seem to really know deep down who the heroes are in this story, and they're only trying to catch them in the first place because it's important to the narrative structure.)

It's sort of implied that he rescues Dean immediately thereafter, but this happens offscreen as the narrative follows the little girl. She's taken back to an FBI installation where they've set up what could be loosely termed a boarding school where the children and younger siblings of heroes from Speculative Fiction Walking-The-Earth shows are kept in protective custody. (Presumably, this is where David Banner's sister, Kwai Chang Caine's nephew, and Cade Foster's son go, though they won't be appearing in this dream. There is a twelve-year-old kid who mentions something about his dad looking for a one-armed man, but he gets cut off).

She deals with a complex robotic vending machine. It seems determined to give you what it thinks you want, rather than what you actually want. It's voice activated, but responds to any command as "pick something you think I'd like", so it's a race to pound out the number code for the confection of choice before the robot picks something else for you. We are told, either in a voice over or in her conversation with the Sympathetic Female Agent Character, played by a cross between Gillian Anderson and that new girl on CSI: NY, that she's perfectly happy to be here, since she's effectively an orphan and even she knows that Walking The Earth is no kind of lifestyle for someone her age, so she'll just ride it out here with the other kids until the series finale where there will surely be a touching reunion scene.

I gather the narrative was intending to follow the Sympathetic Female Agent Character from this point, but all she got as far as doing before I woke up was to retrieve from the vending machine a stale, cloth-flavored creme-filled chocolate cupcake and eat it. Very slowly.

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