Murdering to Stay Alive
I am working at a pet store like I did in my late teens. I see some men trying to break in but 911 operator is asking lots of questions and not helping. They get in but are two women and I have an unidentified female friend with me.
The two attack us and the woman that comes after me is holding a broken piece of a dinner plate that she is slicing my wrist with. I fight back and we struggle until I fall on top of the woman in a utility closet. The woman is trying to kill me so I pick up a jug of commercial cleaner and pour it into her mouth. I hold her down and look away until I feel her head disintegrate.
When I get back to my friend, the woman that was trying to attack her is now sitting on a sofa by the entrance. Both women are calm but I don't trust the one woman. I sternly ask her to leave but she protests. I start to escort her out and she seems OK until I close the front door and I see a flash of light and the woman goes crazy again and is trying to pry open the door while I hold it shut. We struggle and I end up pushing her down 2 flights of concrete slab stairs. I think I have killed her but she pops back up, growls at me, and looks like the girl in The Exorcist. She runs up the stairs and I now have a gun in my hand and I shoot her dead. I wake up suddenly and I feel scared and upset.
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