Mmm, now I very rarely remember dreams and because of the content of this one, it's difficult to forget. Wonder if anyone has any views on it?
I remember being in some building and that other people were around, then some man came in with what I would call his heavies around him, females and males. He looked a very unsavoury person to say the least, slim built and shaved head with jewellery and tattoos. Anyway, they killed a few people before getting me and once caught, I was sat down and he pulled up my sleeve to check my forearm. He pulled out a scalpel and was about to cut into my arm when I asked what are you doing. He replied that he thinks my skin would be a great match to his (haa haa, just remembered about what I said about him) anyway, I said what for and he said that he was ill and that he needed to have my skin and that he was going to cut a patch from my arm to see if it agreed with his. Argghhh, well then I started to panic and managed to get away from them, but not without others dying around me. I wasn't the killer though, that I remember. Anyway, then I remember coming home and telling my husband that we had to leave as soon as possible, get out the country!!!
?????
Julie xxx