Make Your Mark

 I dreampt about a man and woman lying in bed at night.  The woman was sick and it was hot in their ground floor apt in a rundown tenement.  The setting was a slum area with stone streets. The couple had the door open with the screen latched but she woke up during the night sure she heard someone try to force the door. She got up to look out the screen and she saw a man in a hat walking down the lane just outside the lampost light. She watched him step into each doorway and tinker with something before moving on.  She woke again later and though it wasn't dawn, there was too much light outside.  She saw that the city was burning.  The woman woke the man and they ran out of the city up onto a hill.  Later it was revealed that the man in the hat was pretending to be the gas meter inspector but instead of marking down how much gas each family used he was opening the valve and letting the gas fill as many homes as he could.  The man forged the signature of the real workman who couldn't write but used magic calligraphy to mark the paper with stitches in the form of a tiny grasshopper.