It started somewhere outside of my friends new apartment(I've never seen this place in real life). The girl that lived there was supposed to be out by now, but wasn't(I've never seen this person IRL). My friend Bill, who is a life long friend IRL, agreed that she could stay there one last night and move out the next day. So we hang out and party for a while. Bill has been out of the room for a little bit, I think he went to bed. He then comes out of where ever he was and my son follows him down the hall where the bedrooms are. I start to follow my son. I look into the room Bill went into, and it's that girls room. As I look in, I see Bill holding a pistol to the girls head shoots 3 times. I stood there with my jaw dropped and he walks passed me wile I was in shock. He walks into the bathroom, my son follows him in, I think I know what is coming next. I gather my senses and rush into the bathroom screaming "NOOO!" to Bill as he raises the gun to his head. I grab my son and turn around to get out when I hear the gun shoot and the body hit the floor.
*gasp* I sit up in bed and realized it was a dream but still was a little shaken by the dream. I look at the clock, it's only 4:30am, so I lay back down and try to get some better sleep.
Back in lala land I'm now being questioned by the police about what I saw. Since I saw everything, they thought it was best if I called his mom to let her know what happened. I called her up and had what seemed like an eternal conversation about him and his life and the good times we had.
Then *beep beep beep*, the alarm clock goes off and I go get in the shower. It's haunted me all day. I've never had a dream like that in my life.
