I did not dream about sexy times with Fubuki.
Instead, I dreamt about being enslaved inside a mining camp as a teenage kid with a bunch of other juveniles, guarded by enormous burly sentinels. They were humanoid, but had tusks in their mouths, were almost covered in hair - so much so I'd call it fur - and had hooves for feet. They were wearing a sort of high-tech cuirass and cuisses, made of thick, chromed steel and adorned with strips of flashy red neon lights. Perhaps it was powered armour. They wielded great serrated double-pronged battle forks.
The dream was about escaping from this encampment. I had to sneak into what looked like an infirmary, hide inside a medication locker, and steal a set of medieval iron keys on a key ring from what looked like a commander, since his armour was gold, then make it back outside to the camp's entrance.
The entrance was two heavy-duty metal gates, probably a meter of steel in thickness on both of them. The outer gate would open and create a portal to an unspecified place. They were nestled twixt the walls of a very narrow canyon - maybe three normal humans could walk through side-by-side. A ladder was on the left side of the canyon leading to a small cliff, and on that cliff was a simple metal stand with a lever on it and a keyhole on the side. Operating the lever would open both gates and create a portal, but inserting the key I stole and twisting would cut off the portal, opening the camp to the outside world.
The world beyond the gates was breathtaking. It was an open plain filled with long, lush green grass - probably about a foot in length - and a scant few trees, with a large lake to the immediate left of the camp's entrance. Flowers of every colour grew freely in the wild, dotting the landscape with brilliant coloured patterns. Off in the distance, massive dusty-brown mesas rose up to the sky like pillars, and large dinosaur-like creatures could be seen moving about. I ran outside, rolled around in the grass, and the dream ended.
Gotta lay off the hooch I think
