Dream

Okay so before I forget I was watching a movie about dinosaurs, I don't know why, but I felt incomplete. The next thing I rmember is walking up the stairs that seemed like they were from a futuristic school. Nobody else was there I thought, but it seemed someone was following me. He saw me and shook his head I think? I realized that there was something sticky and warm flowing down my neck and chest. I looked in the reflective surface of the base of the staircase and saw that therewere six self inflicted deep gashes on my neck, vertical, soaced out in a row. I fell to the ground, suddenly weak. The man towered over me, but then he kneeled at my side. I remember feeling ashamed, not wanting to die, as if I'd inflicted them on myself. I think I did. When I woke up, I wasn't bleeding, but I was weak. I was in the man's house I think, but I can't remember what it looked like. When I stood up there was a mirror in front of me and I saw the six deep ass cuts sewn shut with thick black thread that I instantly felt would never heal. He came into the room and said something, but I cn't remmber. I was.. happy?