dreams, drugs, ACTION (+++) (cw: one tongue-in-cheek gendered slur)
So apparently my brain had a lot of trouble processing the awesomeness of the pinball church we went to last night. Keeping in mind I'm going through cannabis withdrawal and my REM cycles have spun up something crazy, I had THREE consecutive dreams last night where the church was some kind of cult compound/druglord den and various combinations of me, Anthracite, and @acetone_kitten had gotten ourselves into Coen-Bros. grade trouble inside and were trying to escape.
(SPOILER: Ace and I got out in 1/3 of the dreams. Anthy betrayed us in 2/3 of them. BITCH. :D )