I had a dream this morning. You were there. We were in Florida I think. We were in the swamp or forest. There was a pretty pinkish, almost like translucent, mouth-colored alligator (not a crocodile, like you guys were calling it), and I was looking at you from behind while you and the other person (I don't remember) were in front of it, and I said something like "Let's go" and you guys carefully came around, but when you got right in front of it, it jumped up and bit you in the left side, right above your waist. I was expecting a chunk of your side to be gone, but instead it was four really big fang bites. It was very scary. I instantly turned into Boy Scout first aid mode and starting with procedure. We got you out of wherever, and when we came out of the forest-like part, we were on the edge of a parking lot for an apartment building. You guys stayed by the car, but I went up to ask to use these people's phone. They were really weird, and 911 didn't work, so I had to dig through this pile of phonebooks to find the right ambulance number, but by the time I got back down, you were ok and healed and said it was time to go.