Just dreamt that I was sitting here, reading on the Other Games forum about this highly anticipated new game, which some of you were apparently in the closed alpha/beta of. I hardly remember anything about the game itself, other than that it involved anthropomorphic woodland critters fighting each other with medieval weaponry, at least some of the screens/videos (?) that I saw were in a comic format, and that it looked really damn cool and I was sharing in the excitement.
My brother came out from his room briefly and spoke to me about something before going to bed, whilst I stayed at my desk reading.
I noticed a vehicle pull up outside, some sort of large, noisy ute (pickup for you Americans). A moment later I heard someone coming up the front steps, and then there was someone knocking loudly on the glass of the front door. This was startling, since it was in the wee hours of morning, before dawn.
I heard a man's voice calling for my brother as they continued knocking, and when my brother didn't come out after a while of this I reluctantly got up and crept towards his door to wake him up. To my dismay the unseen person saw me somehow, through the louver windows I believe, and became somewhat annoyed that the door still hadn't been answered.
Anyway, eventually I made it and woke up my brother, who somehow hadn't been disturbed by all the noise. He seemed just as confused as I was about the knocking at the door, although I think he had a vague idea who it was- he heard their voice, and it seemed to have a New Zealand accent.
Half-asleep, he said he was exhausted after a day's work (can't remember what) and told me to tell whoever-it-was that he was too tired to talk to them just now. I was just about to go do so when suddenly the mysterious person stepped into the room and introduced himself.
Can't remember exactly who he was now, unfortunately, but apparently he was going with/taking my brother somewhere the next day and needed to confirm something. He was a big part-maori guy and was mildly terrifying, but he was friendly enough.
I asked if he'd opened the louvers to unlock the door, but he said he'd just gotten impatient and forced his way in, which was worrying.
Anyway, having chatted for a while and discussed whatever he'd come here for, he left.
Kindof a boring dream, but it was mainly notable for how... normal it was, I guess. Fairly realistic.
Also I was somewhat worried when I woke up, that perhaps the whole 'knock on the door' thing was inspired by something I could hear... I hope there wasn't someone knocking on my door and shouting while I was asleep.
Kinda creepy.