Since my previous dream caused such a stir, I'll share today's.
I dreamt that to celebrate the end of the Olympic Games, they decided to launch one of the best athletes (I think it was the swimmer Phelps) into space. For some reason, they chose a large island for this, either Sicily or Cyprus. In any case, there were two ancient castles on the island belonging to wealthy aristocrats, and for some mysterious reason, the most convenient place to watch the launch was from them.
Kostya Kalinin gave me a key to a portal that allowed me to teleport to one of the castles. I ended up straight in a bedroom, and was really freaking out about getting caught, seeing as I had absolutely no business being there. And that's exactly what happened, but the guy who found me was a colleague of my and Kostya's dad, and he couldn't care less that I was hanging out there.
History is silent on how the launch ended.
