You know what would be great? If I could quit getting little snippets from the dreams. If the next one would quit picking up right where the last one ended. Give me one bad night of sleep instead of three or four or however many times they’re going to force me to relive seeing my parents friends killing that girl.
At least this one showed our group trying to figure out what we need to do - even if Karolina is still trying to insist we must have just misinterpreted what we saw. Because there are so many ways to interpret your parents stabbing a girl right? By the time our parents finished their “meeting” we still hadn’t figured out what to do so we’re going to get together at the Griffith Observatory that night.