Day 23

I had the strangest dream today. It was continuous, too, spanning core sleep and the one pseudo-nap (it was one full REM cycle; my roommate had instructions to wake me up, but was distracted by a Rubik's cube, or so the story goes) I took.

It involved some sort of secret society. I don't remember the exact name, but I think it was called the Order of the White Somethings (I really can't think of the noun). It might have been something to do with ships. Or churches. Anyhow... there was definitely a suicide bombing in there somewhere. A member had to sneak into the private office of some Important Person to retrieve a mysterious red stone (it might have been a palantir-type thing), and was clearly not going to make it out, so he detonated an iPod bomb. It was my old nano, actually (white, 1st generation). I don't think it was my idea.
There was a living room, dimly lit, lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. The secret police stormed it, and rifled through some secret compartments behind the books. I think that's where the red stone was kept. I don't think anyone died that time. This happened before the suicidal break-in.
There was also some sort of excavation going on. People were apparently unearthing the "original white ship" or something -- whatever it was, the Order was in the thick of it. I don't remember much of it, only that there was an exploding Geiger counter (not a suicide bomb, I don't think).
Then there was an Order meeting in the forest. Not a camp-out, sit-by-the-fire type of thing either, but a real boardroom type meeting, with a long table, rolling desk chairs, and yellow legal pads smack in the middle of the woods. There were unicorns, too.

Right. Secret societies, suicide bombings, unicorns. Funny how my mind works.