Had a dream last night that I was visiting my friend Cariad, who lives in Vancouver. In my dream, she lived in a giant highrise with glass floors, that snaked in intricate patterns between carpet. I once laid down on the carpet and put my hand in it and got bit by a rat.
We were talking about what to do while I was visiting, when The Joker's Minions showed up, saying I had pissed him off. I had to fend them off, terrified (I tried to reason with them but no dice, it IS the Joker) and I had to blow them up with a rocket launcher point blank.
