The Killer Within

October 8, 2010

I dreamt that I was in a room and it was dark and I couldn't see until someone turned the light on; it seemed like I was in an investigation room and there's a table in front of me and pictures they seem familiar but not quite. Then I looked closely and I see myself covered in blood and glass; I start to think, that how is it that I see myself in scars when I don't feel them at all? And thats when my question is revealed I'm in my killer's body, the reflection from the table when I look down. But how can this be, if I myself don't remember such a thing. This is confusing, am I my own enemy but this face, it almost looks like mine but still, I don't understand what just happened. Am I died well, is half of me died? Is this the evil side of me, what's going to happen now? And just by that last question I feel a knife go through my stomach, this time I know what's going on and my killer is no other than myself. I know this for I'm seeing myself doing the action. With the knife in my hand going through flesh and the blood feels cold as it drips and tears running down my cheeks.