The love and The loss of a killer

In this story, I live by raiding places while people aren't home. I Break Into a house, and drift into a deep sleep. Dreaming awful things, like killing people in horrible, slow ways. I wake up from hearing banging on the door. Police sirens are going off. Along with ambulance sirens. Through a megaphone, police are threatening to bust in and shoot. As I wake up, covered in blood, I start scaring myself as I walk past dead bodies. Killed and tortured exactly how I did in my dream. Noticing It wasn't a dream after all, I have to plan an escape. I meet someone on the way from my run away escape, as, I'm wanted. We fall in love. Then, it hits her. Reality, that is. He has been seeing the most wanted person in the state...I have to find a way to kill him, or run from him without being caught. I have to start my life over in another state. I need to. But, my killings just won't stop..