I had the most vivid, almost lucid dream last night. And boy, was it a long one.
I was basically the star of my own scifi movie. I dunno when or where, but some alien probe lands on Earth with instructions on where it originated from and enough technological advancements to build a craft to take you there (think Contact). So, a similar probe is made with room inside for 1 person, which ended up to be me. So the probe gets launched and after several months arrives at a moon, which seems to be completely artificially made. The probe lands, opens up and the aliens, which look exactly like people, only a bit taller on average, pull me out, almost on the bring of death, don't ask me why... I'm put in with a sort of single mom family, which nurses me back to health (why I wasn't put in a proper hospital is beyond me) and the mom teaches me the language. At this point I have to walk around in a sort of exo-skeleton. There's also conversations on how almost identical we look and speculation that we must originate from the same sort of galactic gene pool or something. The son asks me why that is and I explain it's probably because the gravity is different. He asks what it's like back home and I, in the dream, know and tell him it's 9.81 m/s^2, which he understands and explains that on Jupiter - I'm not kidding - (pointing out the window), it's about 2x that. Meanwhile, the government of this little world examines the probe I had arrived in and finds a warhead, powerful enough to completely destroy that planet and figure the whole purpose of it is to destroy them. By then I'm completely accustomed to the high gravity and can walk around normally. Then this mum person receives the message from the government to detain me until they can come pick me up. When they do and drag me away, I try to explain to them that it's only a safety precaution in case this race turned out to be hostile, but they don't believe me. I'm being dragged out of the metropolitan area of the city into a sort of slums area by a pair of thugs (again, what's with all the primitivism with all this advanced technology), when this kid throws a huge stone from the roof, knocks one of them out, giving me a chance to break free and escape. From this point on, it's a really sort of weird linear parkour run through the houses, up stairs, out the windows, jumping from one building to another (sort of like the Half Life 2 where you run from the Combine with the help of the underground resistence meets Mirror's Edge). There's not much to describe here, but it was REALLY vivid and real and made up for most of the dream. Also, all the doors were unlocked and I had to pick a really random route through the buildings, I've no idea why I didn't just take a staircase to the roof and procede from there, but doesn't matter. Eventually I end up on a roof and try to jump over to the next building, when I'm hit by this shuriken and lo and behold, there's a group of Ninjas not far of from me... I wish I was kidding. They know who I am and why I'm running and suggest to teach me everything they know so I could escape my captors and do what I had to do (I had no idea what that was supposed to be). Then they take me down to the street level, wheret for some reason they doesn't raise any speculation or interest in the general public. At this point, everything, apart from the menacing metropolitan landscape on the horizon (again HL2 with the citadel), seemed exactly like a small-ish European city, but not in a sort of post-apocalyptic way like in HL2. Now this bit had me go WTF even as I was dreaming... We come across a parking lot, with a bus parked across from some cars and we decide to put on a little show for the tourists. We pick up some car that looked exactly like a Zastava 101, tip it over, so we get a free parking space and then one by one do some running up the side of the bus and somersault-flip backwards and landing on the free parking lot, much to the amusement of the tourists. Finally when it's my turn, I fall short and land on my ass, which makes everybody laugh, especially this one woman, who grabs me by the arm and starts talking to me. It turns out to be that mum character and she's also the head scientist that's now making a device to destroy Earth, since they're still convinced the probe was an attack on their world. She assures me that she's gonna build the "Cactus" and I shouldn't worry. I ask her not to do it, and she asks why. I ask her if she doesn't recognize me. She taught me the language, after all. Then she recognizes me, stares at me...
And then I woke up.
WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKINTOSH??