I always have random dreams.
In fact, on Friday night I had one of my first mostly-coherent dreams in a long time. Those who have been browsing this board over the past week might know where it came from.
I bought a revolver. I was using it in various target practice situations, but suddenly I saw someone walking on a bridge in the distance and I had the instinct to shoot him. It was a pretty long range shot, so I was both surprised and horrified that he actually went down. No one saw me except for family, but the kid received ambulatory care almost immediately.
Later that evening I wound up sitting at the dinner table with my wife and family, and the guy's parents. I hadn't killed him, but apparently he was some sort of athlete and I shot him in the leg. I did not kill him, but rather I took away his life as he knew it. The parents did not know that I had done this. I didn't want to confess because I knew the consequences.
Meanwhile, someone points out to me "oh, you dropped your gun". I look behind me and on the floor was the revolver, still loaded with one bullet in an off-chamber. I picked it up, and the man took it from me. He examined the gun, and he even looked at the bullet. He gave me a suspecting look, as if he were to say, "why do you have this?" He had all the evidence he needed right in his hands to have me charged and convicted. But he handed both the bullet and the gun back to me. We continued conversating.
My extreme anxiety eclipsed the conversation. I woke up shortly after he gave the gun back to me.
That'll keep me away from the gun shop for awhile...