Shockingly didn’t include the usual haunting faces.
I don’t remember much of it, but I was in a cathedral, it was some foreign-to-me orthodox religion, the priest was wearing white robes with a green sash, that had gold details, edges, and tassles. I don’t remember the symbols on his sash, but I think it may have been something like a triquetra.
I went there immediately after fixing a door at a mall I didn’t recognize. I was talking with another guy and the priest about holding a hard rock concert in the cathedral. I wasn’t particularly in favor of it. Then the priest started reciting something in a language I didn’t recognize.
That’s all. Just wanted to document this one for later. I think my current medication arrangement has either stopped me dreaming, or stopped me remembering it. I’m not complaining.