I demand that he explain his presence, and he explains that the landlord let him in to take a look at the apartment. Trying to catch the man in a lie, I demand that he identify the landlord by name, which he successfully does. "But why are you messing with my computer?" I ask, and the stranger is caught up short.

I dial 911. I tell the operator that someone is in my home. The stranger pulls out a gun and aims it at me, and I urge the operator to send the police over quickly. The stranger pulls the trigger, but there are no bullets in the gun—it just clicks emptily.

The stranger escapes into the streets. From my higher vantage point, I notice that he's wearing a pink shirt, and I try to keep track of him in the crowd. But eventually something obstructs my view and he disappears.

UPS comes, with a package from Gateway Computers. They're replacing my computer monitor, which had been stolen in the dream. But I've already bought a new one—I didn't think Gateway would cover stolen computer parts.

It takes the cops hours to show up. I finally run into them out on the street and I begin to file a report on the burgular. While describing him, I look up into my apartment through the window, and I see the stranger in there, filing his own report, describing himself as the resident, and me as the burgular.