IRC-Galleria

I saw a dream... I was a professional/serial killer with my brother. At some point I dreamt of being on boats.... with a few friends. Then I jumped from a moving boat to another at the docks in order to get to the right boat. My parents an brother were there... or actually at first there was another me, and I met him. He turned into my brother soon afterwards. Then the dream jumped back into the past. Into the moment me and my brother killed twenty people. I was sitting in a car holding a SIG-sauer type pistol. I reloaded the gun. My brother was driving. Then we drove to a spot where only moments before had been a traffic accident involving at least five cars. We stopped the car and came out shooting. We killed everyone... with no mercy. It was a beautiful sight to see a bullet pierce and splatter a man´s brain all over the scenery. Then we stepped back into the car and drove off. The car was apparently stolen since I had no memory of my brother owning it. I reloaded again. We drove by a salesman´s house on a dock of sorts. He had done something immoral to us, which I can no longer remember. We stopped the car, and stepped out again. This time we left our guns into the car. This time it would be bare-handed and personal. Some stranger spoke to me and asked me about the vehicle we drove. I said it was my brother´s car, and that was explanation enough for him as he didn´t ask anything again. We walked down toward the dock....

Then I woke up.