i had a bad dream. i was in an airport security line. there was some sort of altercation across on the other side of the room. i couldn’t see what it was but the security officers drew guns and starting firing towards the opposite wall. the frightened crowd began diving for cover. we all hit the ground but the gunfire just kept coming. they were firing at some sort of monster that was fast and was going to point to point. it must have jumped over my head. the officers were so terrified that they were no longer concerned with civilian casualties. they were firing blindly, indifferent to innocents. as the beast leapt over my head, a shot ricocheted against the wall. my hands covering my head, my forehead touching the ground, my last conscious thought was that i’d been struck with a bullet in the neck. a few seconds later and i was dead. then i woke up. now i can’t get back to sleep. bugger.