The other night I was inducted into an elite group of shadows. The clothes very thin but lacked the texture which would make me paranoid about ripping them. Once I put on the uniform I became a three dimensional shadow. My hair and beard became featureless and black and any skin was simply a hole where light passed through.

Each member of the team was given a codename after various tyrants through history. I was saddled with the codename of Adolf Hitler. Most of the dream is a blur, consisting of my indoctrination and various seminars which made me understand the responsibilities and goals of these shadows.

One part of the dream stood out, everyone was called down to a boardwalk area to participate in a wargame. Everyone was provided their weapon, a six inch piece of metal shaped like a bow bearing three yellow buttons. One shot a laser, another fletchettes and another that simply marked potential adversaries. I was killed once but respawned looking like a shadowy version of Happosai from Ranma 1/2. From there I sought and found my revenge on my murderers.

It was a fun little game.