That Dream Tho

So yeah, that dream yesterday. I'm not sure what influenced it, but it basically started out with a girl (me, as a nondescript typical dumb chick from an 80s show) in a warehouse with a madman. The madman looked like Marlon Brando in "The Island of Dr. Moreau", which I've never seen (probably a good idea, since I heard it was crap), and he had a bunch of the typical henchmen that you'd find in any action show. They had a bomb. I'm not sure what kind it was, but they were essentially waiting for MacGyver to come and rescue me so they could set it off and kill him. Kill MacGyver. How shocking.

Anyway, bomb. So MacGyver and some good guys rush in, and Dr. Moreau gives the order to set off the bomb. At the last moment, he orders everyone to start free falling down the missile silo that randomly appeared in the floor. So we did, and while falling, I was listening to the bad guys talk about how people can live in this underground lair forever, because the bomb was apparently so bad it destroyed Earth.

We finally hit bottom (surprisingly unscathed), and it looked like a normal public restroom. Except it wasn't. A panel moved, and behind the panel was a gigantic room, with several corridors and doors scattered about. In the center of the room was a type of greenhouse and hydroponics setup. It was kind of cool, and amazing that all of this stuff was growing so far underground. As I was inspecting the setup, Dr. Moreau wheezed in with some henchmen and another girl.

This is where it starts getting weird. So you know how I said that I was a nondescript typical dumb chick from an 80s show? Yeah, that changed. I turned into Arya Stark, and apparently I was claustrophobic and looking for my brother, Jon Snow so we could GTFO. There were maps of the underground lair showing ways out (because the henchmen and Dr. Moreau had lied about the Earth being destroyed), and places where I might run into Jon. I'm still not sure how the "Game of Thrones" bit got into this already fucked up dream, but there it is.

So the dream starts drawing to a close because I could feel myself waking up, but the characters in my dream were falling asleep, except me/Arya. As soon as Dr. Moreau started snoring, I headed towards the nearest stairs in this lair (because the room is shifting and changing) to look for Jon Snow and a way out.

And then my cuckoo clock woke me up fully, and I was pissed that I didn't get to see if me/Arya found Jon and escaped. Dammit.

So there you have it. Hollywood should come knocking any second.