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Tatsumi 路 31-35, M
Well. Aside from the 200 or so where I'm brutally and realistically and painfully killed in various ways. There was one I'll never forget.
I was 19. I dreamt that my best friend and I were at the park by my childhood home. The sky turned red and an exceedingly ominous atmosphere took hold. My best friend and I were near the monkey bars, and suddenly he has a hammer. A guy comes along, and J smiles the creepiest smile there ever was--one of pure pleasure and ecstasy--looks me straight in the eye, then smashes the guys head open.
Two "cleaners" showed up. So, J kills them, too, resulting in a bloody rain.
I really can't describe it as well as I'd like, but the experience was ridden with extreme anxiety and fear. Quintessentially ominous.
I think I was watching a lot of Dexter at the time. 馃
I was 19. I dreamt that my best friend and I were at the park by my childhood home. The sky turned red and an exceedingly ominous atmosphere took hold. My best friend and I were near the monkey bars, and suddenly he has a hammer. A guy comes along, and J smiles the creepiest smile there ever was--one of pure pleasure and ecstasy--looks me straight in the eye, then smashes the guys head open.
Two "cleaners" showed up. So, J kills them, too, resulting in a bloody rain.
I really can't describe it as well as I'd like, but the experience was ridden with extreme anxiety and fear. Quintessentially ominous.
I think I was watching a lot of Dexter at the time. 馃
