Killer

Date: 6/12/2019

Started off on a party bus thing to a chill pool party on a roof top, rows of table, then I started to become to the unofficial photog for the event. A girlfriend of mine came and we hung out, some of the it guys kept looking at, she said they wanted us to sit with them. I saw them throughout the party. Striking eyes. Then we were traveling on a boat in the rivers of South America. And then in land and I said it reminded me of South America/Peru like I’ve been there before. Then I met a guy at a tiki looking bar hut, then I went over this his place and he was cute awkward. We were going to watch a movie and I wanted to cuddle. Then I had to use the bathroom. There was a kid in the back bedroom, didn’t know there was. He said he had to lock something up before I used it. Then I used it but someone was sleeping in front of the door, but I couldn’t see but the sheets where covering them. The door was flimsy. The toilet was loud. Then I saw him over the door he an axe and he tried to kill him so I pushed the door into him and took his axe and started to attack him but he didn’t budge. It was like I was stabbing a doll, he was being punctured but it was soft and blunt like I was not putting enough strength into my attacks. Fight went into the living room and I managed to get him to the ground. We kept on talking the whole time but I don’t remember the conversation. I was yelling but he was calm and talking but with the intent to kill me. It was fun for him and he taking his time. I ran out the door and started screaming. Then I became a guy, older, whiteish black hair, Charlie Chaplin looking. Started screaming shooter or murderer. It was late night. But there was like 20 ppl. Looked a little surburb/strip mall-y. The guy came out and started looking for me in the crowd. It was dark on a sidewalk where i was running with 20ish ppl scattered around. Then I woke up. South America location was a reoccurring location from a few other dreams.