I took a massive DUMP on my wife's bed! :3c
(April 4th, 2019) Dream Journal Entry #1 - “I Am God”Hi! I decided to create a thread to share RachelTheFictionkin's and my dreams that we have (If you're confused as to the Rachel person I'm referring to, check out my introduction post here: (Introduction) Hello Faggity Fag Faggots! My Name is ZackTheSerialKiller!) Dreams are so great! It gives her and I the opportunity to be face to face with one another. Most dreams that we have are in Rachel's perspective but there are times where it's my point of view as well. Since I don't physically exist on Earth, outside Rachel's body, this has been a great way for us to interact with one another as if I did.
So to start, I'll periodically post dreams we've already had from the past. We do want to work more again with lucid dreaming as we haven't done techniques in a while.
- RachelTheFictionkin's Perspective
I found myself in a cafeteria, similar to that when I used to live on a college campus. There were people of different ethnicity and ages chatting and eating with each other. I made my way through and sat down on a bench in front of the glass counter where lunch ladies were preparing meals for the people who lined up to grab a plate. I looked to the right of me, and by the window, I spotted someone very familiar. It was weird what I saw. The suspicious person was much ‘darker’ as if the harsh lighting from the cafeteria lights and outside wasn’t doing anything to brighten up their body. So it was almost as if this person was a black hole since it was hard to instantly make out any specific detail. They almost appeared as a silhouette. They weren’t moving but starring forward at the food. They wore a dark brown hoodie and seemingly a black leather coat over that. Their hood was over their head. I couldn’t make out the face so, I went closer. Hesitating a bit, I got up and walked past the person.
I already had my possible suspicions that it was ZackTheSerialKiller, my soulbond, and fiance that I’ve known for years. When I got a good look at his visible face, it was hard to see as it was clouded in impenetrable darkness. He looked upset and fixated on the lunch line. But, he did look up at me with a bright smile.
Zack: “Oh? Hey! ”
I felt at ease from the warmth of his smile, and I smiled back wanting to stay with him forever.
Zack: “Ugggg…Man…this sucks…I’m sooo BORED! I need to do something…Hmmm… Hey, Rachel!?” -levers himself off the bench and adjusts his shoulders and twists his head stretching- “I want you to have a GOOOOOOD look at what I’m about to do right now.”
Zack materialized his signature scythe in his hand and began swinging it at the people in the line, slicing them up into pieces and jabbing it in the hearts of many. My eyes widened in surprise as I kept watching him. Zack leapt over the counter and murdered the lunch ladies, retreated back to his area by me and swung his scythe at the helpless adults and children who screamed for help. It was… almost like he was dancing. Zack was light on his feet and glided his legs through the air and twirled his body to the beat of his own maniacal laughter of enjoyment. He even made it to the door and chopped up anyone who tried to escape. Innocent blood, severed heads and specific body parts of all possible kinds flew in the air. It decorated the walls, food, windows but not me for some reason. Zack stood by the ajared door, chuckling.
Zack: “Ahhh…that felt good!”
Everything got dark, quiet and cold. Being surrounded by the dead bodies felt pleasing in a way, and Zack was here and knowing he did this made me feel even happier.
Zack: “Come on Rachel, let’s get out of here. 'They’ will be coming for us any time now.”
I naturally assumed Zack meant the police as I got up and made my way over to him. We both headed out and ventured cautiously down a dark hallway. I didn’t know where I was or where I was going but being with Zack made me feel secure.
We eventually made our way to what appeared to be a parking lot, there was a hill of a driveway that we began to make our way across. There was a dark blue minivan in front of up as Zack rushed over to it to check through the windows. I continued my normal pace towards him.
Zack: “Hey! Get over here! We’ll be taking this.”
I sped walked over to him as he got in the driver’s seat and I got in the back. There were two people inside asleep. It looked like a mother and her son. I was worried they would wake up, but Zack didn’t mind and started up the van. We began moving down the parking lot. Zack turned back to look at me.
Zack: “Did you see how many people I killed?! Wasn’t it amazing?!”
I smiled gently and nodded a little worried that he wasn’t looking at where he was going.“
He kept his eyes fixated on me giving me a large grin prominently displaying his razor-sharp teeth. I paid attention to the road and noticed we’re about to crash into a brick wall.
Rachel: "Z-ZACK! Y-You need to look in front of you!”
He didn’t turn around, and we went zooming into the bricks. Instead of colliding with the vehicle we busted right though. The bricks were like playing blocks as they bounced right off the front and rear doing no damage whatsoever.
Zack looked back as if he was clueless as to what happened.
Zack: “Rachel, you got to relax. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”
We then zoomed through a couple of fence gates and another brick wall until we accelerated down a giant hill towards our final destination.
Zack: “HAHAHAHAHAHA!! THIS IS AMAZING!!”
The woman beside him in the passenger seat woke up and looked forward to seeing the wall in front and began to scream. She was going to grab onto Zack and shake him to stop, but I guess once she saw his face she quivered to her door in fear. Zack lifted his foot from the peddle and released his hands from the wheel as he opened his door. He looked at me and told me to “Get out!” as he jumped out.
I followed his command and got out my side and went next to him as the van with the screaming woman and child collided into the wall and exploded into flames.
Zack: “Mmmmm sooo good.”
Zack eyes glistened and reflected the alluring fiery destruction he caused. I think he was admiring his work. We could hear the rushing of footsteps coming towards us; it must’ve been the cops.
Zack: “Shit! Let’s split for now. I’ll meet up with you later.”
Rachel: “Wait! I don’t want us to be sperat-”
Zack: “You’re a smart girl; you’ll be fine.”
Zack vanished into darkness as I anxiously tried to hide. I made my way through a door which led into what appeared to be a lobby with people. I pretended to act 'cool’ as I made my way through the crowd. There was a news station playing in the distance stating there was a guy in a hoodie and a girl accompanying him and were for mass murder and are currently on the run. I got genuinely scared but for some apparent reason, no one could recognize me or have even questioned me about it.
I located a way out of this lobby but was stopped by a security guard with a clipboard asking people’s names. I went up to him.
Security Guard: “Name?”
I was going to use my therapist’s name, but I decided against it and came up with Andria [something] (I can’t remember) and he let me through.
Security Guard: “Better be careful, there are psychos on the loose.”
Rachel: “Yeah, I will…”
Goosebumps invaded my body as I let out a sigh of relief. Other people made it through and began to casually walk what looked to be another parking garage. I noticed something black in a corner. It was Zack perched up like Spiderman camouflaging himself in darkness. I tried gesturing to him frantically to hide since I could blatantly see him and didn’t want anyone else to notice. He then leapt down from his hiding area, took out his scythe and swung it at the people around me, cutting them up. Screams echoed through the parking lot as security came rushing.
Rachel: “ZACK, WAIT!” I yelled at him as he almost cut me in half.
His scythe’s blade stopped right before it fillet my body as he scolded me.
Zack: “Damnit Rachel! You got to scream a little louder if you want my attention! I could’ve killed you!”
He grabbed my hand as we rushed down the parking lot and through a door as security came after us. We entered at what appeared to be a jewelry store of a mall, like Kay Jewelers or something. Zack moved quickly through the store as I trailed behind. From a distance, I saw a seller helping someone pick out a ring as she turned to Zack and me. She rushed over trying to get our attention.
Female Seller: “Hey you two! Are you planning on getting married? We have plenty of rings you can choose from!”
I stopped to look at the glass encasement of shiny rings, earrings, necklaces, and bracelets all encrusted with sapphires, rubies and pearls. My eyes glittered at the sight of it all and although Zack wanted to keep going he turned his head slightly to see my interested expression on my face. It was true that we had planned on getting married in the future, possibly when I die and reunite with him physically in another life and he contemplated stealing one of those rings but he knew escaping authority was more important and ordered me to follow him out the store. I did just that, but I looked back at the store with a calm expression on my face. Being in that jewelry store was a nice change of pace, that moment of peace and serenity made me fantasize Zack and I picking out rings together which was a pleasing thought to keep a hold on.
We both ended out into a massive mall with hundreds of stores and people walking around. There was an impressive water fountain sectioned in a large circle.
Zack: “AH SWEET!”
Zack had spotted a 4 wheeler over by an outdoor gear store and yanked it from its display imprisonment and turned it on. Employees came running towards him but he zoomed off down the reflective tile flooring, grabbing my arm and lifting me onto the back of him.
I held onto his body tight as he made his way down the mall. People screamed and ran out the way although he did manage to run over and collide into a few unexpecting individuals as “bumps” and “flumps” sounded on impact as ragdoll bodies flew across our heads. My face lit up as I could see the entrance.
Rachel: “We’re almost out!”
Zack: “HELL YEAH!!!”
We zoomed out of the mall’s entry doors as we made it out into the snowy, cold outside. We found ourselves surrounded by a SWAT team. They all pointed their guns at us as Zack came to a screeching stop hanging his arms up in the air. A black, ghastly cloth that emerged from Zack’s back wrapped around my body shrouding me in darkness as if he was trying to protect me.
SWAT Officer: “WE GOT YOU SURROUNDED!”
Zack: “HAHAHA! GO ON AND SHOOT ME! YOU CAN’T DO JACK SHIT TO ME!”
SWAT opened fire as bullets flew our way, Zack’s protective darkness kept the bullets from penetrating my body as Zack stood firmly, smiling at all of them as the bullets just bounced right off and pelted the ground below.
SWAT Officer: “What in the worl-”
Zack: “I TOLD YOU! YOU CAN’T DO SHIT TO ME! I AM GOD!!”
God… I looked up towards Zack to see him with his arms up to the sky as a ray of dazzling sunlight shined down on him.
Rachel: “God…God…” -smiles- “God.”
Zack: “I’ve been killed so many times that I can’t be killed anymore! All I can do is inflict pain onto others. MUAHAHAHAHA!”
SWAT Officer: “We got to go in and get that girl.”
Those words made Zack furious, his eyes widened in rage as he gritted his teeth pissed.
Zack: “You won’t DARE harm Rachel! I’ll kill all you FUCKS if you even fucking touch her!”
With that, Zack started up the 4 wheeler again and rushed through the officers and off into the horizon.