I have this crazy shower dream where the whole world watches as I am confronted by this wish granting being. I say I want to go somewhere, and it replays that it must be a real location.
Well what is real and not real? If their are infinite number of universes, is it possible there is a universe where all of our creations exists, and we are the ideas and stories they create?
Before I even say it, it knows where I want to go. And so I leave, leaving behind only one clue to where I'm going.