Last night was an interesting one. Around 9ish I went to bed, woke up about 3 times and fell asleep again around 4am. This is where the main dream kicked in. For some reason I was in my computer on d3scene. There was no me. There was no people. I was the screen if this makes sense. After browsing a bunch of bullshit and laughing at stupidity, I noticed a thread called COD. I went into it and the website formed into a snowy mountain range. There was no wireframe, no loading, somehow the scene shift from the website to the worldly view. There was all the mods (I think) including us gmods and Phil and Hendrik. I was partnered with Cipa, we both wore a dark grey outfit, snow goggles, and in general we looked badass. I sky know why but he yelled follow me and we made our way into this area that had a hole in the ground. I took the assault rifle off my back, I couldn't make the model but it was an assualt so that's all I really cared about (maybe that's why I was dreaming of it.) anywho, I ended up capping about 4-5 of you noobs, looked over to Cipa and he was gone. I figured he fell throughthe hole. The strange part was Tracky and Hendricius ran over to me, and we teamed up for some unknown reason. Most of this a blur so bear with me. The last part I remember was Tracky pulling a fat pistol (reminded me of a 50 cal *kind of like a desert eagle*) and boom headshot me and rolled me into the hole. As I was falling I could feel the wind, the G-forces, and the mental frightening you get when you fall. Some say it's adrenaline but I know that feeling and this wasn't it. As I landed I was sent back to forums and resumed my duties.
Now tell me... Is this not the most weirdest, like ... Idk how to even explain it hahaha all I know is I've never had a dre about a website, let alone actually being the site itself.
Strange things happen in your brains, remember that