Last night I had a dream that I was laying in my bed (where sleep came is not clear) and I was feeling particularly lonely and as the night/mourning progressed I started to feel like I had lost something and needed to find it. As time progressed it got worse and worse and I started looking around the room looking for something but I didn't know what just that I needed to find it. Then it got more bazaar, a voice in my head started repeating "Where are their souls?", "but where are their souls?" and soon I was up and digging through my stuff looking for who knows what. And this is where I think I might have actually gone into total sleep because I remember seeing faces and the voice repeating "but they have no souls." Then at the moment I suppose you could call waking I was standing over an open drawer and pulling stuff out of it. WTF?