And I dreamed I was in some kind of store and small groups of thugs kept bursting in and robbing it. It was ridiculous. I was thinking, 'They rob this same store 10 times every day. It is completely predictable. Why don't the police just come and wait here?'
But no. I was in the back corner and when the bandits burst in. I just thought, 'Okay everyone just don't bother them and they will have no reason to hurt anyone. It's just money. It isn't worth it. Just keep quiet and don't even look at them so they know you can't identify them. They will not hurt anyone.'
Everyone did as I was thinking but sometimes they killed people anyway. Sometimes they were sadistic scumbags who just shot random people.
One time the leader suddenly surprised the hell out of everyone by slamming a stapler into the side of some innocent bystander's head. The guy cried out in shock and grabbed his badly injured, bleeding face. Just when we thought everything had calmed down the gang leader did a sudden surprise slam of the stapler into the guy's head again.