Playing games on some weird screen thing. Realized I was dreaming, so tried to focus on the games, get some inspiration. No luck. Words kept changing. Couldn't focus. Bloody dream.
Then I got punched from the screen. Gnawed something.
Got back up, looked thoroughly at screen. Things got bright and I realized that I was coming close to waking up, but decided not to.
Looked into screen, suddenly I'm playing some kind of first-person shooter game where I'm providing air support.
Woke up, went back to sleep.
Now I'm running around, jumping over things that I really shouldn't be able to jump over, stealing pizza, insisting to a cop that yes, I am guilty of a crime. Cop insists I'm innocent. My attempt at getting arrested seemed to exceed the cop's mental programming in the dream. Such was irritating in dream.
Kept parkouring around with my super jumps. Utilized a kitchen towel to make things easier. Ran into barbed wire.
Kept jumping, met somebody who had no face but actually did have a face.
Woke up, realized a tune was going through my mind that I had never heard before. Never. Can't remember the lyrics, only a deep electric voice and a little whistling before the lyrics. Odd.