Mass shooting at Mountain Lodge

Date: 4/9/2018

My jazz band and I went on a trip to a music festival on some isolated snowy mountain village. Fancy shops, hotels, and lodges were lit up in the evening. We were about to perform on stage in a large cafeteria when we heard gunshots. People started running and I lost sight of my friends. For some reason I saw my sister and her husband. They were frantically driving their car away from the area. I saw people lie on the floor unmoving. The snow stained with splotches of red. I quickly hid in one of the shops. The shop owner told me it would be safe because he had a gun. I hid in a closet, waiting. I waited in the dark for a long time. Then I heard footsteps. The closet door was opened. It wasn’t the owner, and the man was pointing a gun at me. I pushed him with all my might and ran like hell out of the store. He shot at me and hit my left finger. Right then, I teleported, went forward in time maybe a few hours and changed POV to the killer’s. I was dragging an old man’s bloodied body down the mountain. I half-buried him against a ski chair lift pole, making it look like he was sleeping under a blanket of snow. I think he was the killer’s father. Later, I teleported back to myself. I was safe at home trying to Google the shooting but nothing came up. I was called to court to testify against the perpetrator since he was caught. Somehow he was found innocent. His mother was also there to testify that he ran away from home to live with his girlfriend, had ugly feelings towards his father, and wanted to kill a lot of people because he was suppressing a lot of negative thoughts. His mother presented incriminatingly decisive evidence but it was too late since the verdict already happened.