I was unpacking boxes in a new apartment in a high-rise in Manhattan. The buzzer rang from the lobby. Claire The Dog started barking really loud at the buzzer, but ran somewhere where I couldn't see her and then I couldn't hear her any more. I forgot about the buzzer and went to find my silenced dog.
No one was waiting for me, so I asked the doorman who had rang for my apartment. He said it was Anthony Braxton.
I found a shaftway-slash-fire-exit that led from a closet in my apartment straight down, except I could always find another part to jump down onto. I kept jumping and falling story after story, sometimes falling 5 stories at a time. I made my way the thirty flights down.
The bottom of the shaftway let out into a meadow with dozens of puppies and little dogs in it. Claire came running up to me, and we walked through the meadow, back around to the front door of our new building.
No one was waiting for me, so I asked the doorman who had rang for my apartment. He said it was Anthony Braxton.