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I had a stranger-than-usual dream this morning/last night.

I am not sure where it started but I'll estimate it out. I had two gameboys, one had a pokemon game on it and another had some combination of zelda/pokemon on it. I was walking around- in real life with one gameboy in my hand and the other in my pocket. I was with some people who i didn't know very well and in the woods. I came to a strange pokemon and I asked if I had caught him yet and he said I did and to leave him alone.

I went along the woods and I somehow ended up in a building. There was a dog-pokemon having some sort of garage-sale. He used a bed for a table and he stood at the door and in front of a cabinet. I said I wanted him and he said that he didnt want to be caught and he turned and spoke to a man next to him who about the pokemon that the dog-pokemon had. Once I realized he was a pokemon owner I tried to trade him for the ones he had. I took out a whole bunch of junk and put it at the end of the bed and tried to bargain with him. None of what I have is good enough and he shows me what he has and i figure it's not that great anyway. He leaves and tells me to watch the table/bed (the place all the sale things are). There is a table with customers sitted at it, a man and a woman. A man picks up something from my things and asks me how much it is. I think it's 5 dollars but since it is a garage sale I figure it must be less so I look around for the dog-pokemon in charge to help but he had left. I say 3 dollars and the one in charge returns, this time though the dog-pokemon is a lady.

She sold several of my things. They were small crystal plates and the 3 dollar item was an antique oil lamp. It doesn't make much sense that I have this stuff...There was another old lady there. She may have been 60-70 and the other lady was likely to be 30-40. I was about the same age I presume. The man who bought my stuff was kinda big and also in his 30s...basic garage-sale people. The other lady at the table didn't say anything and was also in her 30s.

At some point the old lady confronts the 30-40 yr old vender and asks why her family is beautiful. Nobody in the room is particularly attractive- they are all about average except the 60-70 yr old looks like one. There is some talk that I don't remember and she says it is because of "that, right there" and she points to something on the bed. I don't remember what it was.

The old lady gets angry and there is some sort of argument and fight. The vendor pushes her out the door and then there is some more conversation I don't remember. The old lady snatches a key that was in the door and pushes the lady into some water, I think it was a bathtube (that just seemed to randomly appear). The vender defends herself with the back of what looks like a mirror or pocket watch but the old lady shines a light or laser like beam from the key(it's an antique key btw) into her eyes. She is hypnotized.

Some things happen that I don't recall and they get up (completely dry, bathtub dissappears) and the vender points to me and says "Eliza is supposed to do the dishes! Do the dishes, Eliza"...but for some reason this is a big deal and I hide under the table with the help of the man who bought my stuff. Eventually I run away. For some reason, my name is Eliza. The man who bought my stuff runs away too and I see him watching when i try to hide from the vender. The vender turns to the old lady and exclaims that I am not the only Eliza and that they need to get "Prince Eliza" to do the dishes as well.

Either way, she continues to hunt for me and I crawl through a number of doors and closets...and then I wake up.

Of everything, the fact that I was named Eliza confuses me. In all my dreams I don't think my name was every presented as different. Most of the time I don't even remember my name being used. I know there is an Eliza in the wild thornberries but this dream had absolutly nothing to do with the wild thornberries, nor have I even watched that for a long time. Only now when I was rethinking it did I even have the notion that they is the only Eliza I know.

I am trying to figure out what the dream means...John tried to analyze it and suggested that the key had some sort of connection to the Time Lord keys and Eliza sounds like Elijah...which is just uber creepy but might actually make some sense. He couldn't figure out why there was pokemon in my dream or why the garage sale was like it was or why everything was an antique...

I am a little embarressed to present this weird dream but I am more curious to figure it out. I do not believe I was related to anyone in my dream although they may have been people I knew. I never actually saw "Prince Eliza" - I only heard his name from the vender. Nobody tried to make him do dishes!! D=