the man who cut off hands
Oct. 20th, 2011 08:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elydesiaIn my dream, I was buying things for Mum. It was a store like Walmart. I didn't have enough to buy everything (toilet paper, kids' pajamas, etc), so I took out the pajamas.
And on the way home, I had to go through a warehouse. When I was a few blocks from where I lived (it kind of looked like a darker, more vicious Hastings Sunrise area) I realized I forgot my stuff at the warehouse. So I quickly sprint back down a hill, and sneak inside to grab my bag.
The warehouse owner finds me and asks me to stay a while. Scared, I run away. He exits into the breezeway, where there are some decorations for Halloween set up. Then all the lights go out, and it's pitch black. The lady who's setting up the decorations runs to the warehouse owner and they hold a pillow together instead of each other. But then the girl lets go, and I'm in the owner's POV as his wrist is grabbed and a light shone in his eyes so he can't see. Then his wrist is cut off at the forearm and the flashlight shoved in his mouth.
Next it's the girl. The same thing is done to her, and once again I'm in her POV.
Later, two detectives arrive. They've just been told to bump up the guidance case (or something like that) into a full on... um, homicide. But the same thing happens, and they are killed in the same way. I also take their POVs.
Friends of the detectives go to see the parents. I can't remember the conversation, but the friends didn't tell the parents. The mother still said, "You kill one, I kill two."
There is a trap set up to catch the killer, and it almost succeeds. We see his face. He's a punk Filipino kid with a chubby face, big cheeks, and is greasy/oily. And he always wears a blue wool took.
That night, after everyone went home, I was targeted by the killer. And he chased me through "my" house with a stick, a piece of wood. And eventually I tried locking myself in a room, but the room's lock didn't work. And he started stabbing through it and almost hitting me.
I got another stick and opened the door and hit just above his knee. He fell back on a set of stairs and I kept stabbing him with the stick. In his back, legs, his ass, his neck, his chest. I killed him.
And my dad came down the stairs and the police were outside.
Then I woke up.
And on the way home, I had to go through a warehouse. When I was a few blocks from where I lived (it kind of looked like a darker, more vicious Hastings Sunrise area) I realized I forgot my stuff at the warehouse. So I quickly sprint back down a hill, and sneak inside to grab my bag.
The warehouse owner finds me and asks me to stay a while. Scared, I run away. He exits into the breezeway, where there are some decorations for Halloween set up. Then all the lights go out, and it's pitch black. The lady who's setting up the decorations runs to the warehouse owner and they hold a pillow together instead of each other. But then the girl lets go, and I'm in the owner's POV as his wrist is grabbed and a light shone in his eyes so he can't see. Then his wrist is cut off at the forearm and the flashlight shoved in his mouth.
Next it's the girl. The same thing is done to her, and once again I'm in her POV.
Later, two detectives arrive. They've just been told to bump up the guidance case (or something like that) into a full on... um, homicide. But the same thing happens, and they are killed in the same way. I also take their POVs.
Friends of the detectives go to see the parents. I can't remember the conversation, but the friends didn't tell the parents. The mother still said, "You kill one, I kill two."
There is a trap set up to catch the killer, and it almost succeeds. We see his face. He's a punk Filipino kid with a chubby face, big cheeks, and is greasy/oily. And he always wears a blue wool took.
That night, after everyone went home, I was targeted by the killer. And he chased me through "my" house with a stick, a piece of wood. And eventually I tried locking myself in a room, but the room's lock didn't work. And he started stabbing through it and almost hitting me.
I got another stick and opened the door and hit just above his knee. He fell back on a set of stairs and I kept stabbing him with the stick. In his back, legs, his ass, his neck, his chest. I killed him.
And my dad came down the stairs and the police were outside.
Then I woke up.
