It doesn't matter if they believe it happened or not, dream stories are ruined by saying they are dreams.
Monkey4Sale Reviewed by Monkey4Sale on . I killed a man... ...in a rather strange dream I had. It begins with me looking at a desert wasteland. I feel it is the distant future. I am not in this scene; I am just observing. I am following the journey of two men, who come across a red creature that looks like Eric Cartman's head from South Park, lined with a circle of spikes as drawings of the sun often are. The creature is impaled by a stick coming out of the ground. It groans "I'm aliiiiive...", which startles the two men. One of them pokes it, and Rating: 5