It's winter.

I'm walking with a group of about 5 friends.

We get cold.

We stop at one of the nearest houses and ask if we can come inside, just to warm up.

The man at the door politely lets us in.

We all go inside and crowd around the fire.

Me and my guy friend in the group begin wandering around.

I feel bad vibes coming from the man that agreed to let us come inside and warm up.

Me and my guy friend enter into a room.

There's only a small lit candle in it, no electricity, bigger candle, lantern, or anything else.

We go to a big table in the center of the room.

We see figurines.

Four girls. One guy. The same as the numbers in our group.

They're sprawled on the table. Some have their heads chopped off, or a knife where their heart should be. We realize it's a plan for a murder, and a gory, painful murder, nonetheless. We realize the man's planning to murder us.

We head back into the main room, pale-faced and scared.

The murderer is in the room with my friends.

I do the most stupid thing one can do, and I yell "Murderer!" at him.

He looks at me smiling and starts chuckling. His smile is warm and charming while his eyes are stone cold. However, he does not deny it. He confesses he is indeed a murderer, but claims to have no intention of harming us.

One of the girls in the group asks the murderer if he can driver her home. He says it would be his pleasure. That sickens me.

Then my view switches.

I'm driving a car down the icy road in the winter, how easy it would be to run the car off the road.....

No! I must deliver her safely home. I decide I can always come back for her later, now that I know where she lives. And as for the others, if they are persistent on walking home, I can always just follow them. If I was ever given a good gift in life, it was my stealth.....

Then my view switches back to my own person.
I had been seeing through the eyes of the murder, I guess you could say I was in their head.

When he returns to his house, he asks us if we would like a ride. I politely decline. He insists we let him give us a ride, since it's so cold out. The other 2 girls say they would like a ride.

This is when I realize my guy friend and I must make an escape. Both the girls live nearby each other, which is in the way opposite direction of my house.

After I'm sure we won't be seen, I grab my guy friend's arm and make a run for it.

I'm running faster & faster. The street is quiet, all I can hear is my own panicked breaths.

When we're close to my house, we slow a little, and my guy friend looks as though he's going to cry, saying the murderer must know where we live and is going to kill us. We're inside my house, I feel safe, and I tell my guy friend we're going to be fine.

I smile at my guy friend and he smiles back, still looking terrified.

Then I wake up.