I was sleeping next to the train tracks. A train slowly rolled by spewing sparks and smoke.
They asked me why I was sleeping there. I said it was comfortable. “Do you need a job?” Sure, so I got up and jumped onto a flatbed that was running on the tracks before the next train clearing debris and whatever from the tracks. Some guys found a lump of hot coal and excitedly picked it up with some tongs and ran ahead. We laughed and kept moving things off the tracks.
I woke up.