Risk

I dreamt that I and a few others were on the second floor of a semi-bombed out building looking down on a war zone with soldiers firing guns and civilians wandering about dazed or wounded.

My goal was to identify people who were from every region of the foreign country I was in.  I would see a person who looked like they were from a different region and run outside and ask them where they were from.  If they were from a region that I already identified someone from, I would be disappointed.  If they were from a region I had not previously identified, I was happy, as if I had gained another Monopoly property or conquered a new country in Risk.

In either case, new region or not, I left the individual as they were and returned to the second floor to identify a next person to question.  We were competing to win the game.

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