Hey Kid, Want Some Candy?

I was running across a grocery store parking lot in the rain, escaping something.
I got into an SUV or van that was waiting for me, and we were sitting.
I saw a boy I recognized as someone who had helped me, and I motioned him over to get into the van.

Then I was at work, and I had him with me.
I was pretending like everything was normal, like no one could see him- if they did see him, they acted like they didn't.
I was initially just going to go thru the motions, and show up, and leave without clocking in but then I knew it would've been pointless for me to show up at all.
And since I hadn't requested off, I needed to do at least something.
I knew they would let me leave early, if I explained myself, but I felt obligated to at least do something.
My plan was just do billing, quick, and leave, and so I started to work but never took my coat off.

Bits And Pieces

For one bit, I was conversing with Alex via text messaging, about what the plan was for Thursday. One message in particular stuck in my memory, consisting of his reply: "Well that was the plan, wasn't it?"
Had I not checked my text messages upon waking up, I would've actually thought this had happened in real life.

Another bit, involved an odd looking hangnail of sorts, either on my thumb, or big toe. Or on someone's thumb or big toe, though I am pretty sure it was mine. And taking care of it was essential to some task about to be preformed.

Lastly, a group of people, traveling. We stop at a house, which I don't believe belonged to any of us in the group. Perhaps a friend of one of us, but I find that highly unlikely. It seemed that we were using the house for cover, to observe a coming storm.
However, at least one person was searching through the house, for something specific. Not just raiding the drawers.