Heavy drinking the night before may have been responsible here.
I am walking the street with a unidentified female who has a tendency to walk into things(trees, trashcans and such). I believe I am a superhero because of some type of spider sense warning me about a man walking towards us. He pulls out a pistol and points it at me. I put my hands up and say, "what do you want?" He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out at first. Then he begins to click and beep like a modem. Slowly it developed into indecipherable gibberish, but my superpowers allow me to understand. He is instructing me to build a pipe bomb out of coconuts and a palm tree. I think he believes we are stranded on a desert island ala Gilligan's Island (with more grisly crime).
I wake up.