In the first part of this dream I was in a department store with an old friend, helping him shop for a bike. The area was well lit, but the floor was strangely uneven, and the walls were oddly angled. We soon left the store, but later in the same dream I found myself in the same physical space, but this time with a different friend and where department store motif once appeared the space was now a nearly-pitch-black, low ceiling dungeon.
My friend and I spent the night in a room within, and had to be very quiet due to a nearby clan of goblins. However halfway through the night I saw three cave-gnomes through a crack in the wall, and shouted at the top of my lungs when running over to speak with them. The friendly gnomes vanished into thin air as the sounds of goblins came in our direction, looking for the noise. We fled from them out of the dungeon, and in our flight encountered a “shadowbeast” which chased us further over fields and off a cliff.
Fortunately the shadowbeast turned out to be playful and friendly, and we soon returned to the dungeon where I slew the goblin clan with my twin pizza knives, and spent the rest of the dream helping another group of adventurers sort their room full of cardboard boxes.
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