i dreamt i was at my house, there was people here, my parents were here and the others were friends in my dream but not in real life. some one between us was the killer (like in a corny horror film like scream where one frind is the killer) one by one people were getting killed off and no one knew who was the killer. i was downstairs on my own with one other person, i dont know this person in real life it was a man. he turned on me and tried to kill me. i hit himand kept hitting him untill he fell to the floor beside the sofa i stamped on his head to make sure her was dead but i had a feeling he would come back to life. i looked at him thinking i had to tell the others so they could know who it was. |
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