I usually don't have dreams worth remembering (little more than me being in a dark place surrounded by shadow figures and an intense feeling of fear and sadness), but I had an interesting one few days ago.
It involved my older brother as a member of a metal band on a tour and my twin brother + myself as members of the band's supporting crew. We arrived to a large city several days before the concert was to happen, as this was supposed to be the most important show of the tour and we planned something super special, which needed time to prepare. I remember checking in at the hotel and working on the stage. Everything was going smoothly until the second day my older brother disappeared. We searched for him in the obvious places (his hotel room, pubs near the hotel, etc.), but found no trace of him. After some time the rest of the band somehow came to a conclusion that it was the fault of my twin brother and myself, after which they drove us from the hotel with no money, no phones or IDs of any sort.
We decided the best thing we could do was to find our brother ASAP so all this mess can be sorted out. Several days later we encountered a group of hobos who said they might know what happened to him. They led us under a large bridge in a less populated part of the city, where they explained it was a trap and that they were paid to stop us searching for our brother. We beat them up and managed to convince one of them to tell us what he knew. He said we should go to an old junkyard not far from there to find our answers. The junkyard was huge, with mountains of rusting cars, electronics and an occasional plane. It also contained a small building made of corrugated steel with one door and one tiny window. We broke inside, into an empty room. After a while we discovered a hidden switch opening an entrance to an underground complex with very tight security. Thanks to dream logic, we knew exactly where to go. When we get there (Mission: Impossible style, if it was performed by two clumsy almost-hobos) we find a 5x3 meters all-white room with many small scientific instruments and computers along the walls and a strange device occupying most of the room in the center. I looked through a small glass-like window into the device, where I saw something I recognized as belonging to my older brother (no idea what it was). For a while we looked for a way to open the device, but to no avail. So we did the logical thing and broke it to pieces and took the thing. That activated an alarm and the place started blowing up, so we jumped out of a window on the wall opposite to the door (the window was fake, we were still underground at this point). Somehow we appeared on the surface, having jumped out of the tiny window of the corrugated steel building. I jumped back in, grabbed a piece from the device's window, decided to use it instead of a shoe I somehow lost (despite it being just a small flat glass-like shard) and jumped out again.
We headed away from the city, talking about what happened. As we were approaching a forest, we swore to find those responsible, make them pay for what they have done, get our answers and if possible save our brother. After that, I distinctively remember saying: "Winter is coming, it will be cold soon. I should grow a beard so I can make a coat for myself."
One time skip later, we returned to the city as a (in)famous duo of hobos traveling the land, helping people and fighting crime, while being dressed only in clothes made of our own hair and making snarky remarks.
Then I woke up.
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