I had another dream about serial killers, I've had a series of these. A young man with a dark brown mask had stabbed several women and dumped their bodies in a lake. I don't remember getting caught but, I and a handful of people from my school, most of which I don't like were being kept in his living room. The killer left us there so he could go to the store or something and locked the front door. For some reason no one wanted to leave the room because it felt like just around the corner is where he wanted us to go so he could kill us. One of the people there with me was a girl that I often clash with because she is so needy and plays dumb to all the guys I'm freinds with. I didn't even care that we may die I just started being a complete ass and laughing at her telling her how she would stockholm syndrome and fall in love with a murderer and end up dead anyways. Then he (the killer) came in while a was being mean to her and seemed to think it was funny that i was so synical and mean. He then sat next to me and acted kind of like i was his favorite hostage, despite the situation I felt like he was almost pleasent not because he was nice but because he was so arragent and dark. In the end I was the one who wanted his attention and he actually began kissing me. Then he told me that he might not kill me, instead he would just keep me not the others... then I woke up.