I had a dream I shaved my whole face. I regretted it because the bar I was at seemed to question my age. It was a very creaky, run down bar and I was enjoying a drink. Apparently it was built upon a giant sleeping dragon that quickly awoke. I ran as fast as I could to main land while it was shifting like an earthquake below the floor, and once jumping from a roof to hard ground, I watched it fly into the sky, shredding the pieces of timber and metal and glass and neon lights that had made up its blanket and kill half my friends on its way out.