[ dreamlog ] I have no idea where the FUCK that came from

[kiya]

I have no clue how the locked room murder mystery slash surveillance dystopia slash Jurassic Park knockoff wound up being an actual thing that my brain was trying to produce. The bit where ducking out of the surveillance tech involved not filling out a card and then hiding behind the seats in an auditorium was definitely very "membership in the panopticon is not required but we will make your life extremely inconvenient if you don't click okay". The part where escape from the walled compound involved a magnetically accelerated Tesla on a tunnel track mostly just makes me happy that the Elongated Muskrat does not, to my knowledge, have a thing for dinosaurs.

WTF, brain.