I had a dream that an insane arsonist kept trying to kill me, and the police wouldn't listen. Three random bystanders helped me out, though. One was a pudgy guy with brown hair and John Lennon glasses; one was a cute goth girl named Mona; one was a skinny Middle Eastern guy with red eyes and superpowers. Bitchin'.

I also remember that we snuck into The Covenant while it was playing and sought advice from a wizard on how to beat the arsonist, who seemed hellbent on frying me alive one way or another. Perhaps related to fire paranoia? Who knows?

Anyway, I liked the three bodyguards. They were nice. ♥

Also: I'm addicted to solitaire. @_@