Do You Remember Your Dreams?

I've figured out that bowling is not my forte. I suck at it.

I was going to write about me being a sexy killer mermaid, remember?
Well plans have changed. I had a dream that I find much more interesting, so I thought I might share again.

I was in the basement of some giant mansion. It was supposed to be like, this maze theme park type thing. I thought it was pretty interesting, wasn't having the time of my life, but it was definitely interesting. Then I found Adrianna's body. Or parts of it, anyways. I found her torso, her legs had been completely cut off, along with one of her arms. I bit my lip to keep from screaming, but when I started backing away I stumbled over more bodies and limbs. Vacant eyes, the floor slippery with blood. I pulled my phone out of my pocket while moving away from the bodies, fumbling and shaking. I could smell the bodies and I gagged, trying not to vomit as I dialed the number. Danny wasn't in the basement and I needed to warn him. I needed to tell him to get the fuck out. When he answered I found that I couldn't even talk. I was too busy crying and to my surprise whimpering. All of a sudden Danny was standing right in front of me. He held my shoulders gently and asked me what was wrong and what happened. All I could do was point to the doorway and we went back into that dreadful room full of death. I was so scared. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. But I just couldn't move. Danny kept his wits about him and grabbed my arm, leading me towards the stairs, headed for the first exit we could find. But they saw us. They wore plain white masks stained with spots of blood. We ran with Danny leading the way, I could hardly see because I was crying so hard. Their footsteps behind us got louder and louder and I knew they were gaining on us. We just couldn't seem to run fast enough. Through hallways, through rooms with more bodies and limbs, until we finally found a window. I sheltered my face as we leaped through the glass. We fell on the grass and before we could get up, one of them was standing over us. He held some sort of weird knife.
"What do you want? Who are you?"
He said nothing, just held the huge knife over us. That's when I saw the bracelet he wore, the one I'd made for one of my friends long ago. At first I thought maybe this sick creep had killed my friend, but then I recognized his eyes. I immediately knew it was that same friend. I don't know where I found my strength, but I pushed his arm away so the knife flew out of his hand, I flew to my feet, and ripped his mask off. Sure enough, it was my good friend. I took his face in my hands and looked into his cold blue eyes. "Sam?" I wanted to find a spark of life in his eyes, a spark of some kind that told me he still cared, that there was still hope for him. There was a searing pain on the side of my head and I cried out and clutched my ear....or where my ear used to be. He'd cut off my right ear. Blood ran down my neck and then I cried out when the knife was embedded in my left thigh. I fell to the ground screaming and crying. Danny lay in the grass unconscious. I knew we had failed. Sam stood over me, gripping the knife so hard that his knuckles were white. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again...I was awake.