Death Restaurant

Date: 3/28/2021

There was a restaurant open that was called something that started with an L but I don't remember because it was a really weird funky name, and it was there specifically for men to take their girlfriends/wives there to be killed. So most women had no idea that this was happening so when it opened, everyone started checking it out. And I knew what they were doing because I think I went with someone, ate something, and immediately passed out and hallucinated that I was falling down a staircase that was slowly getting less and less detailed until I died. So it was like an artwork drawn in reverse, first the color was gone, then the lines would fade into pencil lines, then those would fade as well, and then it was just a blank white. And I died and came back with the knowledge that they poison you in there. Somehow my closest friends knew about it too and we were trying to slowly get rid of the establishment without anyone knowing so we wouldn't get in any trouble or whatever, so we didn't tell anyone who we didn't know that close or would most likely argue with us and tell us we're crazy. I tried to get some friends to not go and told them what happened but they didn't believe me and we went in as a group anyway because I was still trying to convince them on the way in. While we were there, I saw my mom and her group of friends going in too, all super excited to try this new place, and I started to paniccccc like hell. I was just WHAT DO I DO. Also when I was going in, I saw a pair check in and the guy was like, "table for 2 for me and my daughter" and the lady at the front desk was like, "are you sure you want your daughter here?" and they went on with their table and meal. It was scary seeing that. And when my friends got a table and I was there, they got their meals and each person took turns drinking their soup. Each one would take their sip, go "I'm fading...." and then drop. They were dropping like flies around me and it was just terrifying because I knew what they were feeling. Later on, I went on a walk back home with the close friends who knew about it from the beginning, and we found a letter on my driveway from the restaurant owners or something because they apparently knew that we knew about what they do, and I think the letter said that they'd pull some huge thing against me if I ever took them to court or tried to get it known to the public or something. And we went in and I woke up.