K. and I were walking on some college campus, one that looked vaguely like Kresge at UCSC, when someone opened fire from a second floor dorm with a railgun rifle of some sort. It fired small tungsten darts. We take cover between a couple of narrow sculptures; others take cover elsewhere. There are bodies everywhere. Then there is a panic, a stampede, and K. is swept away in the crowd, and the sniper begins mowing them down at his leisure...