WTF brain.
Last night I had a dream about Olivia Benson from Law and Order: SVU. She had a new partner (he reminded me of Barry Frost from Rizzoli & Isles, but more serious), and his brother was a drug dealer. So his brother burned down their mother’s apartment (and killed their mother in the process), and Benson’s partner blew up a train to kill his brother in retaliation. Benson then arrested her new partner for murder and some other crazy shit.
HOWEVER, the drug dealing brother wasn’t on the train - he had commandeered Benson’s old home (which apparently was a landing tower for zepplins? My brain is weird), set it up with bombs galore, and taunted her to come find him. She had to run up rickety wooden ramps while being shot at by robot turrets (the police had sent in anti-terrorism bots beforehand, but still), and busted in to some crazy redecorated room (like, with creepy clowns and shit). The brother was sitting at an old school desk, sporting a cybernetic arm, and set the bombs off before Benson could take him out. She ended up using some crazy parkour skills to avoid falling to her death.
Then I woke up.
I haven’t seen an episode of SVU in months, and I only played Portal last night.
Dreams: what is this I don’t even
