In the dream, I awaken in Steven C.’s house. He asks me what I
had been out doing. I tell him I’d been distributing guns, delivering
some to individuals, leaving others in random places in the streets. He
asks me if the guns were loaded and I reply that they weren’t, but that
I also disseminated ammunition. He informs me that the last person I
armed has come by, apparently while I was asleep/unconscious, and
remarks on what a fearsome character he is. At this, I glance over at
the door. I notice that it doesn’t close perfectly; apparently it is a
bit too large for its frame. However, there’s a chain on it that should
prevent it from opening. Steven reassures me that this character will
not be able to gain ingress. Apparently, we’re both concerned that
he’ll be back.
Intriguing; I wish the dream had actually shown me my fears
instead of just alluding to them. It’s worth noting that the dialogue
transcribed is very much my waking mind’s reconstruction; the original
is much more ambiguous, possibly neither the words or grammar in
which I dreamt would make complete sense to my waking mind.