I dreamt of something like Spore.

You could play anywhere from a single planet, out to a galaxy. Only your home planet always had a really odd being on it that lurked in the darkness, I think its name was something like "Poo-po U'po'a." It was like an immense purple octopus with a million tentacles that covered the entire other side of your world. You could, in fact, be snatched by it and end up in its belly, which was a whole other quest to get out of (your avatar as in some games but definitely not Spore, could not die no matter what you did).

If it succeeded in its task, it would devour your entire world. And then migrate to your sun and start devouring your system. And then migrate to the galactic core and start devouring the entire galaxy.

The funny thing was, this was actually a way of defeating the monster, by letting it win. Because once you saw the cutscene of the monster eating the whole rest of the galaxy, it dissolved into a (rather impressive) display of special effects, where the galaxy became a swirling blue toroid, lopsided, that spun twistwise and eventually exploded into the galaxy as it was before Poo-po U'po'a started devouring it. Except that your home system was now a "developers' test system" with your homeworld plus one of every resource-rich "crystal world," each of which resembled a crystal gem and was named after a particular metal.

There was also somehow a way to get Poo-po U'po'a to explode after devouring just your world, which resulted in similarly awesome resource deposits all over it. It was spectacularly difficult since you had to defeat him as a normal creature (with a spaceship).

The earlier part of the dreamgame was me playing as a relatively normal avatar on one of these worlds. There was a place where I lived, and at one end of the street was a church with food stockpiles, and at the other end was a supermarket, and there was an odd launcher that used ramps to get people on top of buildings, from which they would float down. You could also drive a car up a ramp to get on top. I had to go through a turnstile to get into a launcher, but apparently the pass I was given by a kind old lady had in fact expired the previous month... and several years ago.

And occasionally there would be tough monsters called "Spawn of Poo-po U'po'a..."

Oh, and a kindly grandma-esque cook who would tell you not to go beyond a certain point, as that's where The Beast (I really don't have to type that name again, do I?) lurked. Even making eye-camera contact with it could trigger it to reach out and pull you in.



And my stomach burns like the cheap pizza I had yesterday. Maybe greasy food really is the key to interesting dreams.