I had a dream last night that I was shooting whoever I wanted in an important building with a 9mm concealed carry pistol. The gun was light as a feather, and the actual shooting was realistic. Nobody died or collapsed after a few shots from the gun. But I remember specifically with each victim that I shot, I shot them in the head about two or three times, and then shot them in misc. areas after they had been rendered useless. I recall shooting my mother. It was a lot of fun.