My dream came out a bit blurry today, didn't confuse on it right after waking up, at first I thought I hadn't dreamed at all, but fragments did return to me as I lay there snoring early morning.

Somewhere in a land far away, a dark-skinned warrior with a Japanese name dies, I have the feeling he's been working for me before, or that something similar happened one of my other warriors. There are soldiers holding torches around me, a wide plaza and Inca-like temples. I enter one of them, and travel downwards until I reach it's lowest sanctuary. Some old guy is with me. There's an empty box there, and I remember filling it with toys earlier. I shake it and a few toys fall out through the cardboard flaps, one of them is a small toy figure - in gold. The old man immediately grabs it and starts speaking of how important it is. And, that's when I woke up.