The Pinsir

I was an old guy rotting away in a dungeon in which I had apparently been for a long, long time. This was a dungeon of Tobias Forge, the front man of the band Ghost. Even as a prisoner of his, I still loved the band. I overheard Forge say that at some hidden point, somewhere in the United States, he buried a capsule. In this capsule would be information one could use to get exclusive band merch, tickets, an exclusive EP, and perhaps even become a member of Ghost. I figured the capsule would be buried on the land on which I was imprisoned, because it was Ghost's main property. I looked out the window of the cell, and sure enough there looked like what was a recently buried hole! I bent the bars on my cell and escaped! I went outside, dug, and found the capsule. Inside was only a slip of paper with a person's name: Nick something (I don't remember the last name). I was excited because I thought this was the person I needed to contact to get the sweet Ghost stuff. At this point, I was "me" in the dream instead of the old, weak person. I walked down to a coffee shop, and a person was there with a Ghost CD I'd never seen before. I asked if he was Nick, and he said he was. He got to Forge's capsule first, left a note, and reburied the capsule. My old boss Doug was there talking with Nick, and Doug and I had a really awkward handshake; our fingers kept getting intertwined when we tried to shake hands. It took about three tries before we got a good handshake. I remember feeling pretty upset because the odds of me finding the capsule were very high, because I was right there on the property, and also the odds that some other Ghost fan was in the same area right when Forge announced the capsule's existence were extremely small.

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Second dream. Renee asked me to go to a park down the street and catch some insects to feed to our tarantula. I found what looked like two juvenile Madagascar hissing cockroaches and put them in a cup to bring home. I then had my first false awakening in years! In real life, my cell phone got a notification, and I was expecting a text from my sister-in-law. FA: I grabbed my phone to check the text, but it wasn't a text, but an email asking me if I wanted a job being park manager at the place I had just captured the roaches in my dream. I think I basically realized it was an FA right away, then woke up for real.