I dreamt that I saw a short skinny guy walking around talking to himself. He had a little boy with him, about six or seven years old, and the little boy looks scared.

I immediately knew that something was “off” about the situation and I needed to get to the bottom of it. I struck up a conversation with the guy who was obviously not right in the head but able to be someone oriented in reality. I bought him a coffee and waited for him to go to the bathroom by himself. I asked the little boy if the guy was his father and he said no and that he was scared.

I use my iPhone to take a picture of the boy and I asked him for details about his parents, his names where they live etc. So I might get in touch with them on the spot. Tells me that his name is “Ethan” his parents live in Connecticut. I take his hand and I got him out of the Starbucks to get him away from his kidnapper.

Just as I’ve managed to find their home phone number and put my phone to the year the guy comes out and hold a knife to my neck and I wake up from my dream.