Dreamt someone tried to sabotage my shit. Got home just in time to put out the small fire on my desk next to the computer. [Person] was standing there, smug as fuck. “Oh I’m sorry, was that yours? Sorry about your tablet. I didn’t know what to do!”
I looked at the scorch mark on the desk. Whatever had started the fire was focused and intense. I wondered if [Person] had found my bunsen torch that disappeared a couple years ago.
The fire was were my tablet usually sits. The remnants of the gear had collapsed into the puddling plastic of the melted stand. It stank that distinctive blue smell of fried electronics. Strangely, the desktop was untouched despite sitting three inches beside it.
“So. Uh. Whose tablet was that sitting here and are you sure that was mine?”
“Yup!” [Ke] still had that smugtastic grin. “Guess you’ll have to start over, huh.”
I pulled my tablet and phone out of my purse and verified they both worked. [Person’s] grin started to fade. “Nope. Just have to figure out why your tablet was sitting here.”
“No… we have different brands… can’t be mine…” [Ke] rushed off to [kir] room to double check. “My tablet is missing!”
On that exclamation, the remains of the gear collapsed into dust, and that dust dissipated into nothing. In less than a minute, not even the smell of it remained. I wiped the scorch mark off the desk with a napkin. Total personal loss: One $10 tablet stand.
Realizing I was dreaming, I looked around to see if there were more involved than just me and [Person]. I heard a whisper from the hallway. “That’s what [ke] gets for trying to fuck up your shit.”
Before I could even turn towards the speaker, I was quickly ejected from the dream.