I had an awful dream, and I think I can identify the spark that caused it. Shortly before bed, I played a few games right around the room, and thought to myself that it's about time to do a thorough cleaning in all my games, I'm starting to get little dirt tracks in my inlanes.
Fast forward to the middle of the night when I had a dream that I suddenly noticed my NF playfield was worn down to mostly wood, and the few bits of artwork left were very worn and flaky and falling off. And then I went machine to machine and found the same thing, every playfield was completely trashed.
It was awful. Why couldn't I just have a normal nightmare with shadowy assassins, or tornadoes, or sharknadoes, or something? :p