I had to tidy up our messy hotel room. When I'd done the beds, a shaven headed youth came in and sat down. He was (I guess) renting the room soon. I packed a whole load of military weaponry into an old empty Weetabix box. I then brought out a fold away anti aircraft missile launcher, a small gazooka, AK47s and other assorted weaponry and showed them off to the person as I packed them into my two backpacks. I didn't have any ammunition, apparently, for most of it.
Then Penny just got home and woke me up before my dream descended (as always) into some Vexen Versus Horrible Monsters adventure as they all inevitably do! Which was a shame because my last few dreams have been normal non-nightmares :-( I'm not putting this one on my site, it's too boring!