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The dream takes place in my senior year of high school around prom, and then at the same time I was in a dorm with college/high school kids. It started out early morning on the night after prom. I woke up in an old car _80s style one, but I don't know the name) with Niota. We were then just driving around Parker and thought nothing of it. But I recalll saying in the dream that Desirea's party was wild, or something. Anyway, we got to the dorm. The house is a combination of Niqqi's, Amy's and my houses throughout the ages with strange trap doors and everything. Then it's nighttime, and during this party I see myself going on this killing rampage. I slit everyone's throat with a baseball bat. A few people that I recognized at the party were Desirea's sister, Anoinete, and just random people. But it felt like a dream. When I "woke up" inside the hosue in my "bed" I didn't think anything of it. I went to go to the bathroom and there were 3 policemen at my window as I was going to the bathroom. They told me that they wanted my pee for a drug test. They gave me a cup an djust when I was going to get it, the toilet flushed itself and most of the urine. >_> So I only got so much and I was angry. The woman officer in charge took it, along with a blood sample and said something like "She drank so much that's why it came out so fast when we asked her!" or something gay like that. Just from shaking the sample she figured that I had 1 1/2 liters of water and 5 drinks. I was just like "Desirea's Volka... damnit!" Then, Desirea appears and she's in the house. She lives there too. She's messing around with the attic door and mirror above the ceiling. She tells me that she believes my innocence and tells me to just act normal and not to worry about it. Then I start cleaning the house. I did laundry and blah blah blah. I guess Desirea's sister was living with us, along with Bo because I was like "they never do their own laundry.. ew". I just put their clothes in their designated bin. >_>

After that, I go outisde and it's dark now. Ryne, Royce, Bianca, and a lot of other people are there but they're the only ones that I see. I tell them about what the officer said, and that I was completely innocent. I told them that it felt like I was being set-up by somebody, but I didn't know who. I also thought to myself that this all felt like a bad dream. Then, the group disbands. They're not sure whether to believe me or not because there was the time when I was being accusted of another mass murder. [The one where a guy barks before killing people, and another dream I had forgotten and temporarily remembered during the dream - I was set up on that too, but I proved my innocence.] Anyway, I was waking with Liz and Bianca now. Bianca didn't seem to care, and she was still wearing her prom dress. We split off and I went home with Liz. I kept saying "sir yes sir" and "ma'am yes ma'am" [probably because of the military clown school on Catdog].

"Ma'am, may I join you for dinner, Ma'am."
"Yes you may."

[later during dinner]

"Sir, could you pass the gravy, sir."
"Ma'am, may I stay here for a while, Ma'am?"

It kinda went like that. I felt safe there for a little while, but poliecards and trucks kept driving by very slowly. How did they know I was at LIz's house already? Was someone stalking me, waiting for me to make a mistake? My heart beat faster and faster. What if I was the killer this time? I didn't remember anything. Maybe someone put something in my drink at Desirea's house that made me dillusional? What happened to the people I supposidly killed? Why aren't there any bodies?

Now, thinking outside the dream, I think that Desirea might've been the mass murder in this dream, and she planted everything on me. She's a close friend, and I never would've suspected her.. And she hid the bodies above in the basement. Why the police didn't find that I don't know. And Desirea was linked witht he woan who is the chief of poilice somehow... and her older sister isn't really dead.

I didn't dream the last paragraph, but that's how it feels, and I don't know if I want to go to bed again or not....

crying