I don’t really remember how it started but in my dream I was in a fancy modern office meeting room with a man and woman sitting beside each other with another man holding a knife to the man’s throat. In the dream I wasn’t me. I was a pretty blonde woman.

In the dream we were all wearing black thick rimmed glasses. The man holding the two hostage had a weirder version of our glasses.

The man kept shouting something though out the dream and I kept trying to calm him down, saying, “It’s ok. I’ll take you to an ATM.” It makes no sense now but in my dream it was genius.

The dream kept looping over and over until it ended with the man about to slit the woman’s throat.