Another set of rather fascinating dreams.  There were two to note, and the first one was of Voyager, from the show, Star Trek: Voyager.  This would be the second time I've had a dream that involved them.

  First of all, the ship, inside and out, looked very much different from on tv, but I never got a good enough look at enough of it to offer any description other than to say it was darker, larger, and had a lot of windows.

  The crew were studying artifacts (mainly art) from an extinct civilization to find out how they lived and what happened to them.  I don't recall exactly what they found, but it was something like the civilization had not quite reverted or that they had become more violent, but they stopped taking a lot of interest in technology, and they started ... I don't know if I can accurately say this... started behaving a little less... sane.

  In finding these things out, the crew began to behave similarly, but not exactly like the civilization.  The crew maintained their intelligence, but they began to interact less and perform tasks that seem to have no real purpose.  That's more of a guess based on the few crew members I actually saw clearly.

  The doctors was using a very delicate pair of barber's shears to cut around some circle that appeared to have what looked like thin bands of muscle tissue going across it.

  A part was influenced by an episode where Tom Paris hyper-evolved (I won't go into detail).  In the dream, he evolved only to a point.  He still looked humanoid, but his face was slightly different, and he had to live outside the ship.

  His living quarters were a sort of shallow trench on the ship's hull.  It was by a large window of what I'm guessing was the ship's bridge.  If it wasn't strange enough that he could survive only outside the ship, in space, as part of his evolution, the insides of his mouth changed and separated from his head.  They turned into what looked like a brush attachment to a vacuum.

  There were two line of bristles along about five inches of plastic, and he drew nourishment by wiping the bristles along the hull (by hand), which somehow allowed him to consume particles.  He was like one of those slug things you put in a fish tank so they can clean the walls.

  I forget exactly how it happened, but eventually, the captain decided to "wake" everyone up, but it wasn't anything she did personally.

  The second dream took place in this enormous building, that by the end of the dream, contained businesses, a hospital, and was a house.  The front was like a lobby to a museum, the center was a small hospital and a large laundry room, one side was a hallway that, during the first part of the dream, had large, nice beds (canopies and everything) lining it, and during the last part of the dream, on the back corner was a law firm.

  Now during the whole dream, though I saw him only a few times, Bugs Bunny lived there.  I'll condense part of the goings-on into a little story.

  Apparently, way back before humans came along, Bugs Bunny lived on (or should I say in) that land.  Many years later (understatement) that large house was built on the the land, and from time to time, Bugs Bunny would pop up in the house for whatever reason.

  In the "present" time, Micheal Jordan was the first person to notice him.  I don't recall many details that followed, but there were a few other cartoons characters in the house, but they were small versions, and they hung out, but for the most part remained unnoticed.

  One of the characters was Jessica Rabbit, from Who Framed Roger Rabbit, and she was sitting in a small model car with another character.  At one point in the dream, there were rumors going around that there was a cartoon rabbit in the house.  Some people saw him, and others did not.

  Nobody was getting anywhere in finding out what was going on, then comes Micheal Jordan running down the hallway to the rescue, grabbing the few other cartoons while on his way.  He was there to confirm Bugs' existence.

  Someone there had found a letter from a First Lady who used to live in the house a few decades ago, and in the letter, she was saying that the rabbit did exist, and that she had just come to accept it as a reality.  I think I woke up shortly after that.