Was it a Dream?

 Was it a Dream?

I was walking down the street when I heard someone playing the guitar and I was walking over to tell him how extraordinary he was at it when I smelt something horrible like mustard. When I woke up, I was being been shoved into a room I was just about to scream when he came back with a gun, a chair, and some ducktape. When he went downstairs, I heard him call someone but I couldn’t hear what he said. He was coming up the stairs then I spelt the mustard again. I woke up in my bed and wondered was it all a dream.

Tadhg