Dream -last night (serial-killer)

it's a bit choppy... but this is what i remember...
apparently i was some sort of serial killer, and had quite a collection of bodies in my basement, and i lived in some sort of house with the lower level converted into a small diner, and i'm guessing that i killed the poor fools that decided to stop in for a bite to eat... anyway, i got caught by the fuzz, but for some reason they didn't take me to prison, they instead put me on house arrest and let me continue operating my "diner"... but there were very frequent visits from police checking up on me... and i wasn't killing anymore.

a few month lapsed by and over that time i'd meet girls that i'd have interest in or try to make friends, and i'd have to tell them (because of a court-ruling) that i was a reformed serial-killer... this of course would end most conversations or short-lived friendships. but then one day i was talking to some girl that i'd been talking to for a brief period (maybe a few weeks?) and i decided it was time that i told her my secret. so i laid it on her and was expecting the usual "i don't know how to react" face, or just plain old shock... but she kind of looked down at the ground, a bit embarrassed, and looked back up at me and said, "i've killed a few people in the past as well"... it was like we were soul-mates!!!
if it were a movie i think some sappy music woulda started playing and the camera woulda pulled back and then faded to black... -fin

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