Dreams

Murder

Dark, nasty dream about some old place, some crazed haunted indoor city, like an endless hotel, dim, in disrepair. I remember seeing a murder take place: I don't know who was killing whom, just that I saw a struggle at the end of some corridor, and a door slamming shut to cut off my view; blood seeped quickly through the door, and another door slammed shut, but the blood came again; this was repeated twice more. Later there was much talk about this evil old box, a mechanism, an intricate framework of metal and wires. Somehow, it caused people to kill. A young girl said she knew how it worked, but I don't remember what she said.