Killing for what???

Date: 5/8/2021

I was in some kind of underground tunnel. There was a long path divided by railings. One side was broad the other very narrow. And across the narrow side there were many bikes - dozens I believe. I was with someone at the time. Not sure exactly who she was but we were walking together on the broad side. She was a young girl, about my age. She had a huge bright pink puffer coat and bright colored pixie cut which I found cute. We were almost trampled by cyclists while walking on the broad side. I told the little lady we should probably be on the walking side (narrow) and she angrily says that's where those cyclists should be. I gave her a puzzled look. She didn't like that. I remember saying that's probably not right, safety-wise, and she definitely didn't like that either. Some random guy walking by on the narrow path sided with me and said the broad path was for the cyclists and that it's safer to walk on the narrow end for pedestrians. I guess he overheard our conversation. I almost chuckled when this passerby chimed in to side with me because it was so unexpected. I looked back at little lady and she looked like she was about to cry. The entire situation was so trivial I didn't understand why it made her so upset so I just apologized. She walked away weeping and I walked up behind her and gave her a big hug. I said don't cry and told her we could walk anywhere she wants to even if it kills us. I said it almost jokingly rather than condescending. She must've appreciated my sentiment because she turn around to hug me back and went on and on about how thankful she was and praised me for always being so good to her. I couldn't really process what she was saying. From what I could gather, I realized we might be in some kind of relationship. She was getting really loud and emotional and I loved the praises but we were kind of in a public place and it made me feel a little weird. She was going on for a minute squeezing me tighter until she hopped up and wrapped her legs around me. My instinct was to not let her fall so I tried to support her weight from the bottom. Oddly though, she weighed 0kg. It felt like I was holding a ghost. I could hear her sniffles in my ear. I don't know how much time passed but she didn't want to get down. I didn't say anything. We eventually reached the outdoors and were approached by these two Indian fellas. A tall guy and what seemed to be his very young brother. I ignored them because I thought they would try to sell us something. And it was true, they were street sellers. Looked a little gruff but they were pitching their product - whatever it was, I can't remember. Not sure how we ended up back home but these two guys were also there continuing their pitch. I tried to be polite and get them to leave but they didn't catch the idea. Then I took the assertive approach and they turn somewhat hostile. I looked at little lady and she was scared. I looked back at the guys and they had knives and were cutting flowers or some kind of plant right on our dining table. I signalled my little lady back hopefully she would leave or hide but she didn't. The tall guy and his bro seemed distracted and I took the opportunity to take the knife off of the tall guy's hand. I don't remember if he retaliated but it wasn't easy. And then I stabbed him right in the stomach. I don't know why I did but I did. His little brother didn't seem bothered but he had the knife in his hand and faced away. Maybe he didn't notice. Also my lady was still in the room and it had me worried. So I walked up to him and slaughtered him as well. I just slashed his throat open. I didn't react or feel remorse. I just felt like I was doing what I had to do. The little brother stood up with his half slashed neck and tilted back like some shit from a horror movie. I told my lil lady to run and lock herself in the washroom that was next to her. The little brother walked towards me not saying a word with the knife still in his hand. He ran at me, my vision became shaky and dark then I woke up.