Dream 246

Rich Evans and I were called to the local library, because the janitor was on the second floor with a gun.  He hadn't shot anyone yet, but people were afraid.  When we got there, a bunch of golden retriever puppies were all stacked under the tables.

I climbed to an observation post, about the same height as the second floor, and looked in while Rich Evans took the stairs.  His head was about to clear the floor of the second story when I spotted the janitor.  I gestured frantically and got his attention, because the janitor was waiting and ready to shoot.  Rich Evans ducked to the side and shot the janitor in the chest.

Rich Evans went up and kicked the janitor's gun away.  The janitor, bleeding from the chest, stood up and walked over to his hazmat suit and put it on.  He explained that he had to spray for insects as it was overdue.  We explained that he didn't have to do that, as he was under arrest and would be taken to the hospital.

Later, I had to coordinate some train cars so that a handsome man could take a cargo of vaccines to where they were desperately needed.  The engines had to be matched exactly to their carrier cars, or they wouldn't be able to move.  Through careful matching of tracks, I was able to get the trains matched to the proper cargo cars.  The handsome man was very pleased, and said I should be celebrated somehow.  I told him I was just doing my job.