I thought my downstairs neighbor told me he would be gone for the weekend. Well, I was wrong....At 9:30pm I took seroquel and fell asleep. At some point I woke up suddenly to a loud noise. I figured it was a truck backfiring or something and fell back asleep. But then I was awakened by two more loud noises! At this point the seroquel pretty much had hold of me...instead of checking to see if my neighbors car was in the driveway I called 911 and reported a break in. The police arrived immediately. The poor guy and his fiance had to be questioned by the police, show their ID’s, etc. Meanwhile, I had fallen back asleep...until the police rang my doorbell. My poor brain! I was completely discombobulated. I had to verify my neighbor’s name and condo ownership. After this I immediately called my neighbor to apologize. I was falling asleep again while apologizing so not sure how coherent I was. Woke up this morning refreshed with memories of a dream in which I’d called the police. Sat down to eat breakfast, heard them walking around downstairs and remembered the whole sorry situation. Boy did I feel like an idiot. I thought about going down there to apologize in person, but decided that would just make me seem even weirder. I guess on a positive note, they now have an inkling of who they are dealing with.....