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Cemeterything: i appreciate the imagery of sleeping with a weapon under your pillow but with my sleeping habits that thing is going to need a seatbelt to stay put where i left it
Cemetarything: going to bed with a gun under my pillow and when i wake up the next morning i’ve somehow managed to perfectly disassemble it and lay out the parts neatly beside me with my movements while unconscious
My favourite: when you wake up but your bed is somehow missing. I haven’t been sleepwalking for ages but one time I woke up on a pile of cardboard when I was staying at my friend parents. I was in another floor also, in a section of their house I had never been. That was really confusing place to wake up. I even had carried my blanket with me downstairs.