I doubt I can capture this, it's so absurd.
It all started in the AIM info box of Mike Nine. Someone was talking to him about my sex life (?) and how I'm 'loose'. But somehow Mike blocked out most of the text and left certain words visible. It still revealed a lot of personal information that totally pissed me off.
I had no idea who this person was.
It turned out he was a killer named Ben.
We -my roommates and I- realized this upon finding a dismembered body in an empty apartment. It was neatly packaged in a clear plastic box.
Ben started killing my roommates and packaging them in boxes, as well.
We lived on a house boat touring Asia.
We locked down the doors each night, but he kept finding his way in.
It was so casual, though...
We set out for the middle of the ocean in order to escape him.
I remember a montage of Asian culture at some point.
The whole dream felt like a weird slasher film.
In the end, he made clones of all the people he killed and set out to lead a normal life as an artist.
I saw the clone of my one beloved roommate swimming. He didn't know me and I cried a bit.