This dream’s a bit disturbing, but I can’t seem to get it out of my mind.
I’m in a large building during a fire alarm. Crowds filter out but I lag behind, struggling to pull my necessities together (computer, phone, wallet, etc.). The initial commotion dissipates as I make my way to the first floor. I see a half-dozen victims being carted off on ambulance stretchers with identical burns of stars across their foreheads.
As part of a gang initiation, prospective members attacked random victims with headbands laced with acid. The attackers escaped.