It was a very large room, but somehow seemed to have close walls. There was a sense of dimension in the infinite dark space. The darkness surrounded uniformly.
I was in this place with one other indistinguishable person I can only see out of the corner of my eye. It might have been a blonde blue eyed dude. The mood felt intensely heavy, but I knew what was at the heart of the matter. I felt like I could help solve the problem or ease his pain. This knowing I had was strange and creepy.
To ease his and my own pain and selfish desire, I took my very normal human hand and tore a hole full through his shirt and reached into his chest, pulling out his heart, making a bloody mess. As I attacked, the room became less grim, like morning grey clouds. The figure collapsed to the floor looking somehow less gory, eyes closed. I became light headed, clear minded, and had an intense feeling of buoyancy. When I pressed the throbbing heart against my own, (somehow keeping my shirt untouched) a bright light manifested in the room, like an energy bursting from his heart. It was the strangest goose-bumpy feeling. A new pulsing joined my own heart-song and a light emotion of complete complacency came over me. Radiating from this mass of light, goodness turned the dark walls white, and everything felt pure and profound. But the evil I soaked up for the light to shine through. It dissolved without a trace and I felt as peaceful as ever.
I saw the man lying on the ground. It wasn’t a stranger at all, it was CJ.

((After this dream, a month or so, I started dating this emotional roller-coaster. But his love and loyalties show no bounds. We’ve been through so much since this dream, and it was an accurate overshadow of our whole experience. We haven’t fully reached the stage of complete peace, I just hope it doesn’t mean his death))