This is basically a lore dump of a series of daydreams I had a few years back from memory. Some parts are a blur but I’ll try my best. Writing this for me to remember and others to read if they want.
First daydream: I started off in a small home with everything I need. Essentially a serial killer starter kit (knife & tire iron). There were two floors. The bottom floor was a living room with a couch, and TV. Upstairs was kind of like an attic & bedroom combined into one room.
I sat in the house and waited till sunset. When it got dark, I opened the door and i noticed I was in a rather large neighborhood. I decided i didn’t want to kill anyone here because I’d get caught. So I start walking into the woods in hopes of finding more civilization. But oddly, I see a female officer in the middle of the woods.
I walk up to her, she is confused and says “are you lost?” Or something like that. Here is a bit of a blur. But she looks away at some point and I reach and pull out my tire iron which I had concealed in some way. Then I beat the shit out of her. I remember this part vividly. I hit her once she falls and reaches for her gun. I step on her hand and keep beating her face until she’s nothing but a brainy bloody mess.
I take her gun, then I go back to my house and “wake up” (the daydream ends and I’m back in school)
the next daydream: I was in the house sitting on the couch feeling the armrests (feeling objects and focusing on the sensation in the beginning of a daydream is a method I use to make them more vivid). I stop and walk back to the woods with the tire iron and the gun. I kept walking until I found another little community of homes. I stay on the outskirts waiting for the sun to set.
When it got dark I walk around looking for a house to go into. Then I find one with one of those basements that has one of those “bulkhead doors” and it was unlocked so I went in. When I was in the basement I seen the stairs to the actual house door and I hear a man and woman arguing loudly on the other side of the door. It’s loud enough that they’re clearly right on the other side. I knew I wanted to shoot the man first then beat the shit out of the woman. So I count my thoughts, breathe in, and kick the door down. They all scream. I point my gun and then and whisper “shut the fuck up” and shoot the man. I close the door behind me and beat the woman but I don’t really remember that part in detail.
After she’s dead I realize there were two kids there. A boy and a girl. Now that I’m writing this part I remember that I was getting everywhere via bike. I apologize to the kids and I take them with me on my bike back home. thats the end of what I remember.
Bonus details: I had more continuations of this daydream I just don’t remember enough to write paragraphs on each one. But the kids lived with me for a while. I killed more people maybe like two more people. Then I got bored of this whole fake universe and gave it up. I plan to create another imaginary series like this.
First daydream: I started off in a small home with everything I need. Essentially a serial killer starter kit (knife & tire iron). There were two floors. The bottom floor was a living room with a couch, and TV. Upstairs was kind of like an attic & bedroom combined into one room.
I sat in the house and waited till sunset. When it got dark, I opened the door and i noticed I was in a rather large neighborhood. I decided i didn’t want to kill anyone here because I’d get caught. So I start walking into the woods in hopes of finding more civilization. But oddly, I see a female officer in the middle of the woods.
I walk up to her, she is confused and says “are you lost?” Or something like that. Here is a bit of a blur. But she looks away at some point and I reach and pull out my tire iron which I had concealed in some way. Then I beat the shit out of her. I remember this part vividly. I hit her once she falls and reaches for her gun. I step on her hand and keep beating her face until she’s nothing but a brainy bloody mess.
I take her gun, then I go back to my house and “wake up” (the daydream ends and I’m back in school)
the next daydream: I was in the house sitting on the couch feeling the armrests (feeling objects and focusing on the sensation in the beginning of a daydream is a method I use to make them more vivid). I stop and walk back to the woods with the tire iron and the gun. I kept walking until I found another little community of homes. I stay on the outskirts waiting for the sun to set.
When it got dark I walk around looking for a house to go into. Then I find one with one of those basements that has one of those “bulkhead doors” and it was unlocked so I went in. When I was in the basement I seen the stairs to the actual house door and I hear a man and woman arguing loudly on the other side of the door. It’s loud enough that they’re clearly right on the other side. I knew I wanted to shoot the man first then beat the shit out of the woman. So I count my thoughts, breathe in, and kick the door down. They all scream. I point my gun and then and whisper “shut the fuck up” and shoot the man. I close the door behind me and beat the woman but I don’t really remember that part in detail.
After she’s dead I realize there were two kids there. A boy and a girl. Now that I’m writing this part I remember that I was getting everywhere via bike. I apologize to the kids and I take them with me on my bike back home. thats the end of what I remember.
Bonus details: I had more continuations of this daydream I just don’t remember enough to write paragraphs on each one. But the kids lived with me for a while. I killed more people maybe like two more people. Then I got bored of this whole fake universe and gave it up. I plan to create another imaginary series like this.
