Anyhow, I had a weird dream the night before last.

I was hired to work for a "Corn Factory". They manufactured corn. :/ IDK...
They took it pretty damn seriously. If ANYTHING new or unforseen happened in the factory, they would "consult the scrolls".
They has a basement full of quasi-religious scrolls that had the answer for every situation imaginable.
It was really weird because the building was super tiny. Like the entire factory was just two tiny rooms with corn flowing into and out of it at either end.
They also had an office "building" outside. It was just some cubicles in the front yard. No roof. But it had flooring, and a water cooler and junk.

So I was hired as the truck driver that drove the corn places. It was just my first day though, so I was in the passenger seat.
The guy driving was driving like a maniac. Literally plowing through stoplights and running over smaller cars, and he acted completely nor am in the car, like it was just another day delivering corn. I acted normally too...

Then the dream ended...

They said it in a really... everyday... voice. Like it was just what they did everyday.

"Oh. The corn machine broke, better go consult the scrolls."
They'd call on an old man in a blue robe and he'd climb down a ladder and come up with armfulls huge brown scrolls a few seconds later.