I'm King Charles. For some reason I cannot find my old post. So, to be safer than not, I'm re-posting my dream. Here's what I logged a few days ago:
"I only remember chunks of this dream. I was inexplicably at this cross between CMU and a shopping mall. There was a man there who welcomed me , but, for some reason, I didn't trust him. I did some snooping and came across his assistants. They fought me, and the fight ended in a draw. They then (for some reason) confided in me that the man from earlier had sold his soul to some demon (or something like that) and, while he seemed nice, the demon was still there, listening and waiting. Later on, I recall that the demonic side of him "came out" and attacked me, but I don't remember much after that. "
Again, I need to stop watching horror flicks before bed.
