I’m with another guy, but I don’t know him. We were walking through a shabby part of town; what town I have no idea. We were stopping and looking at stuff in thrift stores. At one particular store, I was looking the other way when I heard the shopkeeper say “So this is how it’s going to be.” I didn’t understand what he meant. I turned and looked to see that the three of us were aligned in a straight line, him in the middle with a table of stuff between him and me, and the other guy behind him. The shopkeeper said “So which of you is it going to be?” I still didn’t understand. Then the other guy began the assault. Up to that point, I had no idea what was going to happen. I was surprised and shaken by the violence. That dream was disturbing. I’m not trying to analyze it. I don’t think dreams, especially bad dreams, really mean anything, they just are. I wouldn’t even be describing this dream, except that I need it to set the scene for the interesting part.