I know where you are.
I'm coming for you.
Such goes Vexil's message, which is confusing - I could have sworn he wasn't Hollowed/infected/whatever-you-call-it when he put up a blogpost earlier today. Unless this message is coded in binary to be comforting. That or someone hacked into his blog. Get better passwords, guys! Chemicals and really long medical drug names work great!
Trying not to think about how I'm getting constant chills up my spine. Geez, try to help one person by pointing them to information and I get this. Great, eh? I'm not ever making you waffles, Vexil. Just saying.
...Doing my best to laugh at this, as you guys can probably tell. Also, to distract myself, or maybe lure more theories out of my beloved followers, I think I'll tell you about a dream I had that I still remember pretty clearly. Because clearly the one thing you want to do is read about my weird dreams.
Starts off in a town in or near a forested mountain. I'm working with an unknown sister who I don't actually have - or, more precisely, watching kids younger than me make a cathedral out of plastic building blocks/jigsaw pieces. This goes on for a really short time, then this tall guy with black hair wearing a white, stylized hawk mask over half his face comes in and berates us all for doing a horrible job. Apparently we were living in the cathedral we were building, because he then kicked us out, took all our money and then singled me out to inform me that I would be forced to leave the town entirely with no food or extra possessions, and just... walk somewhere.
Yeah, a great guy, eh?~ And yet I'm totally willing to do this. It's hard to describe, but there's this feeling of insane adoration and respect for him. Worship, I suppose. Scene changes, we're walking on a path through the forest. He gives me a deal - either just leave, or accept his gift of not being able to die from hunger, dehydration or from exposure. In return, when I do die, it'll be a long, slow death with my energy and health being eaten away. I take it, then stalk him and continue to talk about... random stuff. Scene change to a beach at night, talk more about how I want to learn more about the goddess Diana (I am a big Artemis fan in real life). He then told me he was god of more than wildlife. Then dawn comes, I leave the town, dream decides the most interesting plot point is gone and fades away.
So... yeah. After that, I was convinced for a while that I was chosen for some divine purpose by a pagan god. It's been three years, though - not likely now. He did bear some resemblance to some Egyptian deities, though - Sokar and Horus, though the former more than the latter. Something to think about while I try to keep from looking over my shoulder, I suppose...