Saturday, January 17, 2009


a dear friend is working at a roadside snowball stand/snack bar. He and a female employee quit suddenly while I am there ordering lunch, and it makes me sad to see them do so. The owner is despondent. Then something about my friend's demeanor leads me on a quest and I gradually uncover clues confirming that he has murdered and disposed of two neighborhood children. I involve the police who quickly arrest my friend. He thanks me for ending his misery. The police ask if I want to notify his pregnant wife or if they should do it. I tell them I will do it and then I wake up.

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