Every house around mine was on fire, and I was worried that the fire would spread to my house, so I attempted to call 911.

On my first try, I misdialed. I hung up and tried again. This time I got through.

The fire department never showed up. Just about every house around mine became an inferno, but every time the fire came near my house, it would melt the siding a bit, and then stop burning.

I knew I wouldn't be the fire department's first priority, so I looked around for a hose so I could put out the fires on my house by myself. The only hose I could find was way too short. (Sigmund Freud would have had a field day with that one.)

In the meantime, the apartment building close to my house (note: in real life, no such building exists) was burning up, and people were hanging out of the windows on the top floor.