Last night, I had a dream that was kind of like a sequel to season three. Like, an aftermath thing. The weirdest part was, it actually made sense - it wasn't all disjointed and foggy like my dreams usually are, and I remember most of it.
Sam and Past Max were fighting, because they don't actually feel really comfortable around each other. Sam keeps comparing him to HIS Max, even though they're technically the same, and sort of ended up deciding that the new one wasn't the same and doesn't live up to the original. Past Max is freaking out over the guilt he feels from killing his Sam, though, and is getting all clingy and possessive, since he's scared of being alone again, which is bugging the crap out of Sam, so...they're arguing all the time now.
Sam ended up stealing the time elevator, since he got this idea to go back in time and stop the Max he remembers from ever taking the future vision off the street; but he ends up just screwing up the timestream, and he realizes that the result will just lead to yet another alternate Max, and it still won't be the same as the friend he lost.
Then things get complicated, and there's a lot of crap about time travel and the multiverse and alternate realities...and there's something about the physical manifestations of Max's id and ego, too.
I don't remember much after that. XD
So, either I've had a prophectic dream about the ultra top-secret sequel to The Devil's Playhouse, or I have an idea for a new fanfic.
Come to think of it, I had a Sam & Max dream the night before, too. (The night before that, I dreamt about GLaDOS trying to kill me.) This one was a kind-of sequel again, only Sam and Past Max didn't hate each other, and Sam was the one being clingy. This one, I don't remember as well. Something about a cult worshipping Max because of his powers, even though Sam was trying to explain that he didn't actually HAVE those powers now.
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In Memoriam
RIP: Real Max
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