After a long exhausting (dream) day, I am lying in bed trying to sleep, but around two in the morning, my phone starts going off with some freaky ringtone, which I eventually realize means I'm getting a text message. I tried to ignore it because I really just wanted to sleep, but it wouldn't stop going off even when I turned off the phone. So I checked the text message and saw the name of the sender in all caps: WAR GODS. The message said something about paying immediate attention to some pressing situation, and it sounded like some sort of government action. I went around my house looking for people, but my mom and brother were gone.

When I came downstairs my dad was in the kitchen getting something to eat. I thought this was odd since, you know, he does not live in my house, but whatever. I was just glad to find somebody.
"Dad, I keep getting these text messages from somebody called 'war gods.' Do you know what that's about?"
"Oh, yeah. Don't worry about it. They were just freaked because it turns out I have tuberculosis and they need to quarantine the house."

I then proceeded to rattle off everything I knew about TB, from fatality rates to progression of the disease to calcium deposits in the lungs after vaccination, and wandered back upstairs to go back to bed thinking how I should email Dr. Quintans to let him know how much bio I retained.

P.S. I totally got an A for BIO topics, in real life, not even in dream life.

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