I once had a dream about a game called Riffle. I was in a dark Jungle with three of my friends, playing this game with one of them. Depite not having played Riffle before, I won against him. So, another friend of mine was really excited that I had won, but he suddenly went away without saying anything. When he came back, he told me he had asked the master to play Riffle with me. In my dream, this master was very cruel and roasted people, including many of his servants to eat! And because this John had asked the master to play Riffle with me I was obliged to go. I knew if I lost, I would be roasted and eaten.

In the end I won and the master proved much kinder than I had thought he was. It was just silly.