The Dreamentia

What do dreams tell you? I don't like getting out much and don't know this city well either. I have agyrophobia too. So, this hit me in the morning. I was lost on the roads. This was somewhere around the southern entrance of Dhaka. So I asked for directions from two teens. They were like those gangster types, but at a crook's level. I showed them a nearby road, asking if that led to the destination I was looking for. They said yes in an indifferent manner. I went for that. Will you believe me, that road took me to rural terrain? Roads, small roads, vegetation, huts; that kind of stuff. I am now lost more than ever. Everything felt so scary. I was rushing from place to place just to find an extraction point. I just wanted to get out. There were rickshaws, but they were way different in their look. I asked one of them for a ride, and the guy told me it's either 150TK or I can go fuck off. Why the hell did I not take that? I went back, but I lost track of my itinerary. Then, I saw it. There was this rickshawala, holding a guy in one hand, right near his rickshaw. And on the other hand, he got this handgun, not something fancy, you know, more like those of kattas shown in Mirzapur. And that man whacked him right there from a point-blank range! I swear I ran, idk where, but I did. I wanted to escape. I hope there is no part two tonight.