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I was walking with a friend late at night when I noticed someone following us. I was scared so I held my friend’s hand tightly and started walking faster but we were cornered by the man and found out that he was a famous serial killer. To save myself I pretended to want to be a serial killer too and asked questions on how to kill my victims and make sure I don’t get caught. I don’t remember what the advice he gave me was but I remember seeing my friend tremble behind me as I talked my way out of being killed. After we finished talking he told me to prove that I wanted to be a murderer and to kill my friend. I ended up beating my friend to death with my bare hands. The man then congratulated me and helped me hide my friend’s body. Then he got me ice cream and took me in as a n assistant and I helped him kill more people and hide their bodies. I’ve had a major problem with seeing graphic violence since then. I feel an odd feeling of dread when I see blood [fake or not] and I can’t even bare seeing someone get beaten up in cartoons or animations. I’m fine with reading violence tho.