The cult leaders house

Date: 2/17/2021

I'm with a boy i love, beautiful and well dressed. I hear of a group in town where a woman studies something that seems similar to what I do. Or so it seems. We go through a busy city in order to find her and ask. We walk together through busy streets and eventually find her. She's mature and dark haired. I tell her I'd like to take more and she asks if we'd like to go to her house or ours. I propose one of our houses, but she says we should go to hers. When we get there, there's a huge group of people. They tell me laughingly they're a cult. They all seem so happy that the thought is almost absurd. They invite us in warmly and the action begins. We both get swallowed up in the crowd of this bright and sunny house. It's so thick i lose sight of my love. I go looking for my dark haired lover, beautiful as the day i met him. I find him in the crowd and stay close, though everyone is moving so fast it's easy to lose him. The people in the crowd playfully announce what they're about to do, like bump me or start running, and then do it. They're a very physical bunch. I announce I'll slap someone's ass as they've just done the same to me and I want to interact like them. The woman I've done it to, who reminds me of Belén, turns around angry with me. I clarify with her, "we announce what we're to do before we do it here, right?" She says yes and I'm doing things as i should. I still feel like things are perhaps a little strange. The dark haired woman comes back upstairs to the fast moving, energetic group upstairs. She demands everyone come lick coke off her finger and every person willingly obliges, buzzing around like bees. I see my love go near her and then disappear. Running through the crowd, i go to find him. It's strange, i can't see him anywhere and no one will help me find him. I remember vaguely hearing a former member say that she left him addicted to coke and without any way out. One of the members comes up to me and gives me a stack of IDs and cards from my love. He says he must have just run off. I tell him absolutely not, this is not like him, and run through the crowd to get my backpack and his and leave to get him and get help. Through the crowd, i hear the woman laughing to me and telling me that her house is more expansive than i thought. As i run through the house, the hallways get longer and longer and all go back to that room. I'm determined and take inventory of the other branches off to the side where i can go. I have to think fast before the house reads my mind and predicts where I'm going. There are two long, identical hallways with light wooden floors. Quick as lightning, i choose and dash down the first. It continues to living rooms, a bedroom, and i finally see a bedroom. I know I'm being hotly pursued. I see a window on the wall at least two stories up and open the glass, climbing out onto a precarious structure from the H&M in the mall next door and dropping down to the pavement. I know I can't trust the cops or the taxi drivers. I know they'll all bring me back to her. Running down the street, i see a cop car with my love sitting in the back seat. I nearly explode with joy seeing him safe and he does the same seeing me, obviously having gone to get help. I look at the cop and the cop looks at me. He's young with bond red hair. He says he knows i know he'll bring us back there. I tell him I have to kill him then. He says okay. I pick up the limousine length car and smash it down on the front driver's side corner, over and over again, until the driver's head is crushed to a bloody pulp. I know how horrible it is but understand the weight of not doing it. I have to and i don't have time to think. The driver is dead with his skull smashed in a pool of his own blood. I put the car down and my love exits the back seat, shaken up from the ordeal. I hold him in the tightest embrace and he understands. We decide it's safest to take the bus home. We take it a few stops and my perspective changes to someone else. I'm me in real life walking along side the couple, manu with me. I tell the woman she's as beautiful as the day i met her. She says which one of us were you referring to, as if it had something to do with her gender. I say in humor, well truthfully, both of you, but that's beside the point. I sense Manu's judgement on me but don't even look up to confirm.