Last night I dreamt about you. This dream started normally enough as I wandered around and explored a likeness of my childhood neighborhood, reveling in the sights and smells of the little houses, shops, and fields. Then it all took a turn for the worse. Someone that I seemed to be friends with told me that you had a wife and young daughter with another baby girl on the way.
That hit me hard at first with profound shock, then with sheer panic. This woman had no idea who you really are, what you've done to other women, and what you will do to her if you hadn't started whittling away at her already. Giving her any children, especially girls, would give you more playthings to manipulate and abuse. Since when would you want a kid anyway? That would be "baby-trapping" yourself according to your "standards".
This woman had attributes similar to your first waking-life victim, long and wavy golden hair and blue eyes. Just like you "prefer". I met up with her and told her everything you've done and she dropped you in a heartbeat. Apparently she had a small hobby making cute crochets of your favorite things to give to you and some to sell for extra money, but that stopped immediately as well and I saw a post online from her stating that she would be discontinuing the products.
Not long after, I happened to find you at a small automotive store in town. We locked eyes and I went after you, and the store employees seemed to let me. As with the first dream I had with you in it and unlike every other dream where hits failed to land, I felt myself land every one with object and fist. Being able to finally have success at some justice (albeit in a dream) was EXHILARATING. You ran off out of the back of the shop and I let you go, satisfied that I did what I could for the day.
I assume it was the next day in the dream, and I was driving a bus to the same store to have some work done on it. After parking the bus I walked back into the store and was faced with you behind the counter with the employees again. As the smile on your face faded the thought occurred to me that you might actually work there. My own smile crept up and all I could say was "Well, here you are again..." before the dream ended and another, unrelated one began.
— Fighting Back
