Mop Prev Article Next Article Facebook Prev Article Next Article Related Posts March Moss Mat Menu Microscope Marriage 2 Comments Zoe April 22, 2014 I walk into a room to see my father with a dog, he’s worried about it and mentions Stephen King. He seems to think the dog will turn evil, so stays with it over night. When night comes around it turns evil, like a zombie, and then it cuts to me grabbing a mop, and trying to kill it. I hit and miss several times, chasing round a kitchen, then I make contact and kill it, the dream then cuts to me mopping the floor with blood. The water I’m washing the floors with is blood. Then I wake. Reply San August 13, 2014 I can’t really remember my dream but I do remember mopping the floor with blood and water mix together. Reply Add Comment Cancel reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.