Dream Journal
I stood with a group of men on the side of the road in the dark. The leader of the group, in hushed tones, told everyone the plan: half of the group would stand on the opposite side of the road. Both groups would be holding a rope across the road, as if to trip someone, and we would catch cars in it so we could rob them.
The leader made it very clear that while everyone held onto the rope we were to be very quiet so as to not give away our stealth positions. Once everyone was in position and holding on to the rope, one man ran across the road screaming at the top of his lungs. The leader, quite upset that this idiot was sabotaging the operation, grabbed him and forced him to the ground.
We could see a car coming, but were unsure if we should give up or hold our places. The man on the ground kept screaming.