I rarely dream. If I do dream, it's usually a nightmare - something horrible will be happening to me. I'd be chased or drowning or falling. Today I had another bad dream, but nothing horrible was happening to me. No. In this dream I was killing people.
Yeah, I know it doesn't sound very scary - but you weren't the one dreaming it. It was unusually vivid, although I'm having trouble remembering the details right now. It started out like this.
I was renting out my house to people and families who were on road trips and needed a place to spend the night. It wasn't a very big house, it had the normal stuff like bedrooms, a kitchen, bathrooms, living room and a very dark hallway from the front door to the dining room. So in come this family - Married couple with kids, but i cant remember how many. We had dinner and talked before they went to sleep. It was rather late I think, and it was raining. I was walking up the stairs to sleep when I saw the husband walking out of his room. I grabbed his torso from behind with one arm and slit his throat with a kitchen knife. One clean cut.
There was no scream - He just fell to the floor. I remember I was smiling when I went into the room where the rest of them were sleeping. But I didn't kill them. I told them instead to leave, and so they did. That was the first.
After that I don't remember how the rest ended up in my house, they just did. One by one I killed them. There was this one woman, late twenties I think. She was at the door of her room when I covered her mouth from behind and slit her throat. It was always a clean slit to the throat. No scream. Always the same kitchen knife, medium length with a brown handle - Almost like the one in my actual kitchen. After every killing I would clean the knife and keep in the pocket of my shorts.
Then the scene changed.
I was at my aunt's house. Everyone was there. We were celebrating something, Christmas I think. We were in the living room and I was walking to the kitchen. I put my hand into my pocket and the knife was there, covered in blood. I pulled my hand out of my pocket and my hands were dripping with blood. Then I woke up.
Weirdest dream ever.
