Some wild dreams to brighten your day

Last night I dreamed about being in my art-history class (which was held in a deserted and half destroyed building) but my prof was talking about mathematics all the time (irrational and rational numbers and stuff). She was very disappointed because none of us had a clue (well, duh!) and some people who were supposed to give presentations and didn't show up (not that unusual xD).

During our break I got a call. pinku handed me the telephone (our normal telephone that we use in our flat) saying: "It's Bruce!"

Me: Hello? O.o

Bruce (presumely Dr. Banner): *cough cough* Racoon! *moan cough*

Me: Ok, everybody suit up! (I was apparently completely aware of what he meant with that)

Our "team" consisting of  I don't know whom anymore proceeded to search for dear Dr. Bruce until I got another call (again from the normal house phone. Those things must havemagical signal range...). From my professor.

"Miss Kiwi, you will be here at four o'clock to talk about the Euler's number, right?" (Wtf, Euler's number.)

"Uhh... actually... can we make that half past four? I ...ahh have to visit a...sick relative and ah..."

"Of course."

Of course our rescue mission went horribly wrong, people were shooting at us and someone cut a tree in half with a super large sword and I came back to school around midnight facing the wrath of my disappointed teacher.  -------

There really is not much to analyze here: I had read something about Euler's number the day before and I am supposed to hold a presentation at four o'clock next Monday on a subject that I don't know zip about (yet. Hopefully yet) and because of our holidays I can't get my hands on any kind of material. So yeah bad conscious eating me up.

The only really interesting thing is Dr. Banner (he is quite often in my dreams. WTF) coughing and dying and talking about Racoons. Why the racoons?