WildHamster

Me and my family were traveling to Las Vegas (And I don't even gamble. What's up with that?). Apparently, I had a family that was falling apart or something like that. For some reason or another, I thought that if I could murder someone, I could unite my family again.

Later on in the dream, I succeeded. I killed someone.

On our last day visiting Vegas, I told everybody what I did as soon as we were clearing our hotel room.

The response? I was abandoned by my family.

And there you have it. Crime doesn't pay.