The first part of the dream I was running around a Walmart-type building which housed a giant ballroom in the basement. I was chasing a girl I’d loved in high school (blown it).
The Walmart was closing and people were being kicked out. I followed the girl to her car. She ignored me completely, as if I were a ghost, and left with someone else.
The second part of the dream I went back in the store and beat an eight-year-old to death with an axe handle. I then ran around the strip mall parking lot, avoiding other members of his evil family. I had a cellphone but could not dial 911. Finally I decided I would have to kill all of my pursuers rather than be hunted. I stole cars and just before awakening, hung over traffic clinging to the ski of a helicopter.
I blame eating both steak and chicken salad during the same meal last night. The girl, long now a woman, is married in real life, out there somewhere in the world…
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