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OK, I had one last night that I can sort of remember. It was actually a Cellar dream.
I was in the Cellar, which was a large room with tables, much like a high school cafeteria. You Dwellars were milling about. There was a card being passed around for signatures. It was a birthday card or some sort of congratulations card for LabRat. When it came to me to sign, I had a light pen, like a laser pointer. The words I wrote on the card were glowing green. It looked awesome. Someone, I think LJ, looked over and nodded his approval. As I passed the card on, I saw that my words were getting dimmer, and you could hardly read them. So I took the card back, and wrote again. This time, the words faded almost immediately. So I think I borrowed a pen from somebody and wrote it in regular ink, just like everyone else.
Analyze that, Flint.
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