I cannot really recall last night's dream.
Bugger. I can only remember having two bottles of lemon scented chlorine for domestic use instead of one and pointing it out, saying there was no need to get a new one, and how silly I was to forget I had an extra bottle. Then I remember a small quarrel with a monster that looked like the Death God from the anime series "Death Note". He had constructed something that in order to function needed some sequential gestures and we were discussing on their number. We were in the same gang. That's when I woke.