Killer Paintings

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I had a dream once, where I was in a house with my family. My uncle asked me to come with him. He led me to another room where there were bizarre paintings of dead people everywhere. All of a sudden, I realized the people in the pictures were my family. I ran back to the other room and found my entire family lying dead in the exact same poses as in the paintings. I turned around and my uncle was standing there, holding a picture of him and me. He had a saw in one hand and my severed head in the other.

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