Current Situations

The sky was dark and I was sitting in the driver's seat of a truck. With me was a small, portable television, some kind of smart phone, and an assault rifle that was propped up in the passenger seat. 

I was IMing somebody named Ryan on the phone, talking about “current situations” and otherwise just keeping each other company. I know a guy named Ryan in real life, but I highly doubt that this was the same person. We spoke like didn’t really know each other. Every so often the silence would be broken by gunfire echoing from off in the distance. 

The television, which was playing what looked like a daytime talk show, suddenly cut to black and displayed a no signal message. The phone started to buzz and I answered it; Ryan said that “they” had finally gotten to the TV station, and that it would be smart of me to get moving. He then told me to fire three times into the air. 

So I took the assault rifle, aimed it up out of the window, and fired a quick spray of shots. When I did, I woke up.

I think I may have had this dream, or one related to it, before. A few months ago I was woken up early and I couldn't remember what I had dreamed about. All I could remember was a very fuzzy monochrome image of people shooting at something in a ditch. There was a lot of static, like it was being played on an analog television set.