my nightmare

This morning I had the following little nightmare:

I was desperate for a job and accepted a position with a mining company. At first, they seemed to be on the up-and-up and the Big Boss Man was very smooth and sophisticated and just plain cool.

As soon as I was hired on, I was given a gun. And then all hell broke loose.

I was to watch the workers in the field and it was my job to make sure they kept working. During my first two minutes on my first day in the field, a man stopped to wipe his brow and a shot rang out and ricocheted off some rocks and killed another man who hadn’t even thought about stopping.

I heard someone say, “Damn! Got the wrong one again.” and then chuckle.

So I told someone I trusted that I could live in the street and beg for change. And then I tried to escape. As I looked for a way out of the building we all lived in, I stumbled into the bedroom of Big Boss Man’s woman. She was watching him shower on a television. Not seeing me, she said, “There’s my man. Ooh, The Bishop is looking gooooooood today.” But as she was talking, she closed her eyes and didn’t see what I saw. “The Bishop” was shot in the neck. She opened her eyes and saw he’d gone off screen. Then a knock at the door. Someone calling her name. She suddenly saw me and hissed at me, “Don’t open that!” and ran.

I did, too. I ran up and down the stairwell looking for an exit. I found a pair of scissors and briefly thought I could use them as a weapon, but then decided I didn’t want to look like I needed a weapon. Every door was either a dead end or had armed men behind it. I was trapped.

Thankfully, that’s when I woke up.

I stumbled to the kitchen and poured myself a bowl of Cocoa Pebbles and logged on, hoping to shake off the terror of my bad dream.

And then I saw this.

Help me.