The reasons for me to try to catch three hours of sleep starting at five or six AM vary, but one thing that is constant is that around then is when I have my weirdest dreams.

There were some other events prior to this, including going from a cave to oneathose dual-rotor helicopters which in the dream I called an osprey, but the osprey is a different thing than that. After landing, we went to a convention where everyone was wearing purple to celebrate this new video game. I was there with two different groups of people and bouncing between them. One of those groups was two people I know in real life, the other was fictitious people. I was holding the money for the second group and they were on my case about it. Everyone was wearing purple and all the set dressing was purple, all the same shade. I did not know at that time what the video game was.

By contrast, the video game was very red. You had to move around rooms in this huge, random house, and the main interaction was becoming tiny so you could go under cracks in doors and such and chase down tiny people who were infesting the house. They would largely run away from you but it was a matter of your size. As soon as you could destroy them or plug up gaps in the room so they would starve out, you would clear the room and move on. The manner in which you cleared rooms changed the layout of the house. If pressed I would say it was part Blue Prince part Vampire Survivors.