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I was sitting with Bruce Wayne at a party of some sort, I'd call it a dinner party but it was daytime. The table was round and had a white tablecloth. It was just the two of us at that table, and there was a lamp/chandelier hanging above us. Other people were seated at similar tables around the room.
Suddenly the clown/jester girl who's the Joker's sidekick shows up (I forget her name, she's in Batman: The Animated Series). She hangs a piñata from the lamp above our table and starts yelling "It's piñata time! It's piñata time!" She gets out a stick and is makes like she's going to hit it. This whole time I'm thinking, this is rather inappropriate for a gathering like this, or at least for this moment in the party. Then I notice that there is green smoke or mist coming out of a small nozzle near the top of the piñata.
People around us start couging and dying and crap and Bruce and I managed to hold our breaths in time but still got some of whatever's in the air. We're trying to crawl towards the windows, and make it to one that reaches all the way down to the floor. One of us breaks it (maybe he did, I really don't remember) and we crawl outside. It seems like the gas in our lungs has an adverse reaction to fresh air for a moment, as if that was some sort of built in added-nastiness, so we try not to breathe for a moment longer. Then, while I'm gasping for breath and trying to regain my strength, Bruce goes back in to see if he can help anyone or fight the bad guys or something.
Then the dream shifted weirdly, to some sort of ice-age thing still somehow related to the Batman concept. I remember sliding down a long tunnel/slide inside of a bunch of ice or a glacier, and as I went down it I saw flying saucers and vague alien monster shapes frozen in the ice above (most likely a reference to the movie Ice Age). Then I came out under water, under a fairly thick sheet of ice, and was worried I would drown. Someone broke the ice... I think they pulled me out...
Then I woke up.
Suddenly the clown/jester girl who's the Joker's sidekick shows up (I forget her name, she's in Batman: The Animated Series). She hangs a piñata from the lamp above our table and starts yelling "It's piñata time! It's piñata time!" She gets out a stick and is makes like she's going to hit it. This whole time I'm thinking, this is rather inappropriate for a gathering like this, or at least for this moment in the party. Then I notice that there is green smoke or mist coming out of a small nozzle near the top of the piñata.
People around us start couging and dying and crap and Bruce and I managed to hold our breaths in time but still got some of whatever's in the air. We're trying to crawl towards the windows, and make it to one that reaches all the way down to the floor. One of us breaks it (maybe he did, I really don't remember) and we crawl outside. It seems like the gas in our lungs has an adverse reaction to fresh air for a moment, as if that was some sort of built in added-nastiness, so we try not to breathe for a moment longer. Then, while I'm gasping for breath and trying to regain my strength, Bruce goes back in to see if he can help anyone or fight the bad guys or something.
Then the dream shifted weirdly, to some sort of ice-age thing still somehow related to the Batman concept. I remember sliding down a long tunnel/slide inside of a bunch of ice or a glacier, and as I went down it I saw flying saucers and vague alien monster shapes frozen in the ice above (most likely a reference to the movie Ice Age). Then I came out under water, under a fairly thick sheet of ice, and was worried I would drown. Someone broke the ice... I think they pulled me out...
Then I woke up.
