I had a dream where I was in a vaguely Victorian theatre in the evening. I needed to go do something important, but someone was telling me I shouldn't go outside, because it was late and the glamstop would get me. I left anyways, and flew from the town to the edge of a forest. Apparently I did my important thing, and then I landed on a tree a little bit out from the forest. (I was a large bird at this point.) An owl offered me a choice of three vitamins (A, C, and D), and I chose D. Then I flew back to town, but it was dark, and little black bits of glamstop started glomming onto me, dragging me down and making me start to lose consciousness. I made it back to town and collapsed on the dirt road. The last thing I remembered before finally blacking out was a young woman running out from the tavern and dragging me inside.