This morning I dreamt some hotel strangers stole a bunch of stuff from me and my coworkers, so we had to find them and get the stuff back.  We got on the subway, and figured out which stop they took, and got the stuff back. On the way there, a bunch of acquaintances and my parents joined us, and also had a lot of stuff. Then, on the way back, when we finally got to our stop, some people grabbed stuff, and others left a bunch under the seats. I had to hold the door so the train wouldn't leave. My Dad was the only one remaining, but he didn't understand that I needed him to get back on the train and grab the remaining stuff. Then, this weird dome door closed, forcing me to let the door close, and back on the train, alone. I was furious, and started gathering all the stuff and putting it into boxes. I had to get off at the next stop alone, and I didn't know how to get around from there.

And then I woke up.