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Sunday, 27 November 2005

In this dream I was at some kind of outdoor festival with my family. We were going to walk around and have a good time when my father found some demonstration units for the Playstation 3 and Nintendo Revolution. He pressed a button to start the Revolution demo.

The demonstration was a graphical demo of a Scooby Doo game. The introduction of the game looked exactly like a cartoon, but was not a full motion video. The intro depicted the gang discovering a case. The discovery of the case involved Fred finding a piece of fruit on the ground. He would cut it in half and take out the insides, making it hollow. Then he would throw the hollow fruit into the water, creating a boat. For some reason everyone ran away after he did this.

I joined the gang in the intro where Fred pretty much did the same thing over again in another location. They ran to another location and did it again. It was by that point that I realized all they ever did was create fruit-boats and run. I followed them one last time and found Fred standing on a building in what looked like Venice. There was a car floating in the water and a mean looking guy inside.

Fred made a boat out of an orange and ran away as expected. The man in the car looked angry, so I ran away as well, but only happened to run into the gang, who was walking in the direction of the car. I apologized for running the wrong way. The end.

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