[irl] So I had a dream last night where my grandma on my father's side, Obama, and Indiana Jones (and a fuckton of other people I don't know???) were part of an evil organization out to kill me and my friends.
I am not... quite sure what I was on last night?
But I totally beat Indy in a gun fight /o/
And for some reason their secret headquarters was a mall. 
refuge in where doesn't look overly dramatic but not too plain either
brilliant
Escaping it was kind of hectic, I'll admit. For some reason my shotgun got downgraded to some kind of poisoned needle gun...
A poison to which they already had the antidote 
..........
that's... exactly the kind of problem a protagonist would go through to make things interesting, huh 
my brain is nothing if not genre savvy
Maybe there was a fist fight on a precarious surface and you grabbed each others' guns in the confusion.
possible! it didn't look any different from a normal gun, despite being a needle dart gun.