wolfsbride

Last night I dreamed one of the kids from cubs was turned into a puddle of blood. The puddle had a face and was quite cheerful considering its state. Then somehow I got the blood all over my hands but it was still sentient and I remember thinking I must never wash my hands. Then time passed and I guess I forgot because I wiped my hands and killed the boy. I woke up all panicked. I had an overwhelming urge to call the family just to make sure something horrible hadn't happened.