Someone was killing my friends. Not just murdering them; kidnapping them, starving them, raping them, and THEN killing them, leaving their bodies to rot. The police couldn't find him. We couldn't find him. So throughout the dream, I had to deal with friends disappearing.
One friend was killed without all of the above-mentioned fanfare. Nemo (yeah, sorry dude). There was a note stitched to his body, "This one was too thin to starve, so I didn't want him."
hehe. But he was still dead *pout*
Woke up never finding the guy.
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1 comment:
Lisa...i'm hungry! ;)
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