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One evening on stakeout, Mulder decides to
relate his latest dream to Scully. "I'm a special agent, not
a dream interpreter," Scully replies. Brushing aside her
protests, Mulder reminds her that without the X-Files they
are forced to do this sort of mindless grunt work and he
might as well try to make the long wait behind this
warehouse interesting. "So, about this dream... I woke up
and, for the life of me, I was convinced I was in a cryopod
in the Antarctic. But I was still completely clothed. It
wasn't one of those naked dreams."
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