"There're some people I'm looking for--" The messenger's answer is automatic, but cut short. He doesn't know if they're here, those people from his memory. He doesn't know what they look like or anything, not really. Only that they're important, which was enough to keep him pushing forward, searching for them like he'd lost a limb and couldn't quite believe it was gone--but it wasn't much to go on. "Well--I mean, besides that, I've met some people, but I dunno if they're asleep or not. There's this fish girl with scales and this grumpy guy with these huge eyebrows and an green ogre girl and this guy with claws who seems kind of like an animal and there's the house I guess but he's dumb... I don't know if any of them are asleep. Is there a way to find really cool dreams?"