Lucid Dreams, Sleep Paralysis, Nightmares, McElroys (1/?) Show more
I woke up at some ungodly hour and braced myself for my usual 3 AM nightmares. I've learned to deal with them at this point. Just bum-rush the monster or goblin or murderer and when you touch them you wake up.
This was one was a weird one, though. Instead of horrible spider-demon... it was Justin and Griffin McElroy sitting on my dresser, talking about their favorite video game mechanic of the year.
Lucid Dreams, Sleep Paralysis, McElroys (2/3) Show more
Right about when Justin made a sarcastic quip about declaring "climbing on things like a squirrel the mechanic of the year," I asked them if I could take a picture to prove this was all real and they posed.
Typically in dreams there's stuff that doesn't work right. Written text is nonsense. Time flows when it wants to. So I recognized that this was a dream because my cellphone camera just showed a mess of colors.
But then it focused.
Anyhow, the point of this story is that the staff of Polygon is a bunch of magical dream-eaters.
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