You decided to get some rest, not only because you were tired, but you wanted an interesting dream to write in your journal. Luckily, you got just that. You are in an incredibly dangerous place in your dream, filled with crazed, lunatic Toriningens (bird humans). You finally were able to find a spot where they couldn't catch you, and saw a Guillotine repeatedly smashing its upper part, as if beheading someone. It pays less attention to its blade, stops moving and looks at you, still smiling ear to ear.