Night of September 8-9, 2009

I remember, like most big dreams, being on a big quest. I was up in the mountains and I had a cheap motorcycle (like a 1980's Honda CBR). I was fighting someone else on a motorcycle and we kept trying to get the other to fall of the cliff on one side of the plateau we were riding on. I won. As he fell, it turned out to be someone in a sort of plot twist. The next thing I remember is being at a castle. Hagrid was being chased out of it by an angry mob although he had time to say goodbye to me and a thing that look like Shrek only much cuter and a bit smaller. He said we needed to stay where we were and finish our studies. After he left, I didn't care and followed him on my motorcycle. I met up with him on the plateau. Well, it's more like an area with really steep walls going up on 3 sides and one drop on the other side. Anyways, when I got to him, the dream changed him to Papa and Natasha. We looked at a big stone coming out of the ground which, whenever someone stood in front of it, showed them in how much danger they were in in the form of a convenient graph. We kept going along one of the tree tall sides (there was a rope bridge-style platform that went along it). We passed a few people and Papa talked about how in old video games, people couldn't pass each other but one had to go back so the other could go through. As he went on about if the trigger on the Wii remote is analog or not, (he “proved” it wasn't) I woke up.