I had a dream that I was playing Star Wars: The Force Unleashed, the recent Star Wars video game set between the two trilogies. And, by "playing," I mean I was living it, except it was probably nothing like the actual game, which I haven't played.
In the dream, General Grievous, thought to have died in Episode III, appeared alive and well. He introduced himself by explaining the unlikely circumstances of his survival.
Apparently, after blasting a path through the hull of his exploding ship, he had snagged a ride off the back of an escape pod, barely clearing the explosion behind him. Since that narrow escape, he had devoted himself to becoming a master of the cyborg sciences.
After explaining, he then kindly offered to install a heart in my dog.
My dog was a robot, you see.