Awoke from a strange dream. I'm working in a gas station, the kind that just has a small kiosk, just enough room for one person and some smokes behind glass. Redneck pulls up with a shitty car, trailer attached. I pull a gun on the redneck from behind the counter and demand his wallet. He swears, then complies. Some time later, the police arrive but are unable to find any trace of the wallet or the gun. Police and redneck depart. Redneck returns later with a gun. I manage to escape to a nearby garage. Redneck discovers me, then, after a struggle at a door with a padlock on the outside, I manage to lock him inside then keep running. Why am I awake at 9am?