Tales from the sun chaser.

I was at a bank talking to a teller, and this guy who looked like security came up to me and started talking to me. I greeted him, and said something positive, and all of a sudden, the guy starts telling me to leave. I told him I wasn't done, and he starts yelling at me. Then the guy punched me in the stomach, and I didn't feel anything. He did it again, with the same results, and I just started hitting him on the top of the head and the back of the neck, and slowly I saw the guy pull out a chrome gun. I immediately started running, and hit the ground when I assumed he would have had enough time to take it out of the holster, and aim. I heard to shots go off, and I ducked around a corner. I couldn't help but think "why does this guy want to kill me.....maybe it's a dream", but I didn't want to risk it. I continued crawling and rounded the corner. There was some bald headed guy who looked rather clam that whipped out an uzi all of a sudden, and started firing a storm of rounds at me. The dream ended.