Dream

Cast: Me, Mertins - my Physics professor who has an eerie resemblance to House combined with Ahmad Faris.

Ort: Library in the movie Sherlock Holmes.

Props: A dentist patient's chair.

So apparently Mertins, with a nose of peh and a sarcasm and witz like House was actually in a dentist uniform. Scary. White. Clean. Having dirty deeds drilling teeth and bleeding gums. Was operating on mua. And one of three things happened, he, without consent grabs that deathmachine and started scraping out the inner beings of my tooth and almost impossibly switching to a hammer and a nail in an instant like Tommy Vercetti in Vice City. He started jamming the nail into the empty tooth into my gums with a light grin asking Did it hurt?

I said no. He shot me a look of disbelief and asked me to stand up in that condition thus uncovering my awesomeness in poker games. He continued doing so for the 4 ends of the tooth thats connected to the gums and the story skipped the part of him covering it back up. At least I think it's closed up.

He then started operating on my feet. So I rolled up my pants and he offered me scrubs to wear in to hide my momentarily dried skin - seems I went a few days without a shower. He took out massive syringe the kind that's meant to retrieve a sample from the spinal cord, a golem's spinal cord. And thus stuck the goddamn thing into both my feet - and I laughed as they get numb but somehow still shiver simultaneously.

Then I woke up. Seeing my feet peeking out of the covers.