Last night I had one of my dreams. It was rather gory. I was naked except for a butchers smock. I held in my right hand a meat hook. People would stream into the room and come to me and kneel down at my feet, naked and bald. Telling me why I should kill them. I would kill them. Some people were perfectly fine, yet said they should die because of there good deeds. I saw a few faces I recognized. Other then that they were nobodies. The strangest one though was a man who came up and kneeled down and said " I was a good person, I was honest to my wife and children I deserve death". As I was hacking these people apart the floor was covered in this weird fungus that covered everything eventually. I mean at first it destroyed the bodies and made them rot. However it eventually over came me...
Perhaps this was a random dream. Or perhaps I should investigate further.
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