Just a mess

Date: 12/28/2017

I ran through a white walled hospital, the usual smell of clean sheets was replaced with the metallic scent of blood. I was on the second floor so the blood must have flooded the first already. *dream skips ahead* A couple found me and took me into their home. He was short and heavy, he had circular glasses and grey skin. His wife was sickly thin, her hair looked thin and brittle. I took a shower and retreated to the basement. It was cozy with old retro carpet and cool crystals lined the shelves. At some point I did something to annoy them and the man lunged for me grabbing my hands and pinning them to the wall. The woman grabbed a machete and drove it into my flailing leg. I felt my thigh begin to ache and get really warm. They cut me up while I was still alive and threw my chunks into an old chest. (At this point I was dead and was watching what they did to my body.) They threw the trunk into a crawl space with about 13 other trunks. The rest of my dream was me in a dark trunk aware of 13 other trunks stacking around me, all I could see and smell was rotting flesh and my own body scattered in the trunk.