Serial Killer

Date: 6/17/2018

I had a dream last night where it was the first day of my senior year of high school. I just finished my junior year irl so my anxieties for my final year must have leaked into my dream. Well I was at a strange school smoking a cigarette with some classmates outside. It was fall and warm out. It was the afternoon. I don’t smoke so it was odd for me to smoke two cigarettes for no reason in my dream. After my “friends” and I finish smoking we walk down a open hallway and enter a small room that serves as a cafe. Except this cafe is crowded and looks like it hadn’t been cleaned in ages. I sort some cups in a cupboard and drink a Pepsi(even though I don’t drink soda either). I head out with my friends and we drive in an empty neighborhood. I’m with a few guys and they tell me and a girl to wait behind the bushes while they go handle some guy. They go down a hill and have a chat with a stranger. I gather my things after a while, preparing for our departure. Then when I turn around a few bloody boys (different people) are reaching out to me with their throats cut. They look helpless. I freak out and I’m suddenly in an old house, blood splatters everywhere. A tall bloody man appears with a large knife and I scream. I run as much as I can and trip over something. I’m on the bathroom floor trying to push myself away from the killer and then I woke up.