No honour among thieves

Sometimes in my dreams, I come face to face with the extreme moral ambiguity of my beliefs and actions. Breaking into my ex's apartment and poking around is one example (see below); here is another.

I dreamed I was part of a deep-sea exploration team, searching inside sinkholes and underwater caves for something very valuable that has been lost, and which we are going to steal. We stop our submarine over the sometimes tiny rocky openings of sinkholes and send down our remote camera to see what's there. At one hole, I am watching the monitors as the camera pans around, and I catch a glimpse of something that looks like a person.

My first thought is that someone got stuck in the sinkhole and drowned. I send the camera in for a closer look, and see that the shape is a person, a woman wearing a gold one-piece suit, and she is still alive. She's standing on a thin ledge and looks exhausted and scared. I bring the remote camera in close to her, and although she doesn't seem to be able to see, she reaches out and grabs it and I carefully use it to pull her out of the hole. Once we have her on board our little submarine, we send the camera back down to finish the search.

The woman from the hole is shaking and crying, and tells us she had been trapped in the hole for weeks and has eaten nothing all that time. She is barely sane, and doesn't yet dare to hope that she is no longer buried at the bottom of the ocean.

Meanwhile, our camera finds something else in the hole: a bunch of black nylon bags lashed together. It is our quarry! We excitedly hook it and bring it to the sub, but soon we realise our sub is too small to carry both the bags and the rescued woman at once. Being profit-minded thieves, we decide that our only choice is to put the woman back in the hole, make off with the quarry, and send someone back to collect the woman later. Of course she fights and screams and pleads and cries, but we force her out of the sub and lower her back into the dark hole. I watched her go down into the darkness; the last thing I see is her terrified face peering up at us.