Scissors, steak knife

Yesterday I dreamed I was on the bus with a murderer. He'd committed his murder a few days before, which I'd read about in the Pitt News, and was chatting about it with other riders. I kept wondering why he wasn't in jail, if everyone knew he was the murderer. Everyone was calm.

Then I realized I should probably get off the bus. I grabbed a girl near me and covered her and moved toward the door. We sat down, waiting for the next stop, trying to play it cool and failing. Then the murderer sat down next to me, started yelling at the other riders and doing other unmentionable things. I was terrified. Everyone was calm.

Eventually I got off the bus unharmed.

I dreamed about this because of an actual article in the Pitt News. The article said that an 18-year-old woman in Shadyside was stabbed to death with a pair of scissors Thursday. The man who admitted to killing her said "she insulted his body odor," according to the article. The young woman tried to defend herself with a steak knife when the man forced his way into her apartment.