Last night nightmare. I'm walking in a city in Japan when I see a truck with a large sea turtle taped alive on the door as an ornament. I'm so shocked I decide to steal the truck to free the turtle. The owners start chasing me. They happen to be my neighbours (in real life, those ruffians who I suspect to do dog trafficking). But I can lose them. I head toward the city port where I plan to release the turtle. As I approach I realise there is a gigantic oil tanker in fire in the port. Flames and an awful black smoke fill the sky. I give up on reaching the port, and abandon the truck on a parking. I also have to abandon the turtle, too big and heavy for me to carry. I start fleeing by foot in the opposite direction and feel miserable. Now the cloud catches up on me. As I look at droplets of crude oil falling on my arms I start panicking. And that's where I wake up.

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@baillehache_pascal Oh, that sounds like a rough one (though the noble intentions and actions are a positive!). Why do our brains do that to us?