I have a recurring dream that's gone on as long as I can remember. When I'm a small child (3 years old) a man breaks into our house. He makes my family sit on our couch while pointing a gun at us. But instead of the gun having a normal barrel, it has the receiving end of a seat belt for my parents truck at the time (late 90s Silverado). The man seat belts us to the couch, and then leaves. Dream over.