I had a dream I killed my cousin, and then I made meat out of him, raw meat.. for the rest of the dream I was worried sick that somebody would notice he's missing.

I was really worried about getting caught. Then, suddenly, the cousin I killed became another cousin of mine, one that was very close to me in childhood.

When I woke up I was so unbelievably relieved. I loved life for a moment there, I was so glad I never killed anyone and wasn't on the run

I had another dream like this a while ago, I killed somebody on an NYC subway, I think. When I woke up, I was so relieved