Dream: steampunk, damsels, and good use of time

[huckleberryjam]

I got a job with an evil steampunk magician in order to save the lovely girl he had imprisoned. I was running errands in my ancient Volvo for him when something happened to his magic. He called me up on the video phone framed by forged steel which of course my car has in it to tell me that he had been in a car accident and his spells wouldn't be back online until the tow truck arrived. (He was going to spend the time making out with his wife.) So I had a chance to rescue my friend, but I was far away from his stronghold, and it was possible that by the time I got there the spells would be back up and my cover would be blown. But it was also possible I could do it, and this might be the only chance we had, and she would be waiting for me on the walls. I smacked my steering wheel and said, "Fuck, what do I do?" and my alarm clock went off. All day I've been wondering what I would have done.