Sheddler

In this dream I started off as one of my real friends, Zach. Zach has a stoner look and he's very laid back. I was in a house that I do not recall, (but must have seen at one point, as that's how my brain works) and it seemed to be in a desert. there was some sort of party going on and it was filled with children. I went out to do something and I heard screams- my instinct was to run back into the house, and I did. There were dead bodies on the ground, and I wondered "[I]who did this?[I]" I then noticed a ghost. I don't know how I noticed it, but I knew its presence. It went right up to me and stopped. I felt as if it were talking, but I could not hear it. This is where my memory fades and I become myself again. I am on top of a high plateau with rock walls around me(the rocks were a beautiful red) And it was overlooking the town. I went to the town, and Zach was there, telling me about the ghost, and how for some reason we were safe. I asked why, and he said he didn't know. My memory fades again and there seems to be an interview with a teen. Apparently, he is the killer and as the interviewer asks him why, he said, "I don't know. I don't remember doing it."

I've noticed that my dreams involve violence, and while I don't partake in the violence that is wrong, I still concern myself over if I should be dreaming this often about innocent killings

My dream recall would have been better, if I had not been waking up and falling asleep throughout the entirety of the dream. I need to focus more on being lucid, and that's the most difficult part for me.