So last night's dream had several groups of characters who mostly weren't interested in each other arranged throughout an old Chinese mansion. There were a couple people going around with guns trying to loot the place but nobody really cared about them aside from sometimes begrudgingly unlocking a door for them. Then there was a gap and suddenly I was chatting with some of the non-looters in the Denver airport and I didn't have my luggage. Then I woke up.