Good Omen?

No dreams for a long time, and last night I had a dream that I was at a casino run by a death cult. I played my plastic cards in the machine and it spat out a dollar or two, and then on my last card the lights began flashing and the screen said $1000! in big letters.

The machine printed out this long voucher and I was to take it to the front desk in exchange for the money. My mother saw this from afar and came and gave me a hug. My first thoughts were that I could use the money to pay my phone bill several months in advance!

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