Dream Journal
I was having dinner at Karen’s house. Her husband, Scott, was extremely quite during dinner. He was a dentist, and after dinner he put a girl into his dentist chair.
Using a cast saw, he cut her left hand cleanly off. Everyone laughed, amazed at how fast and clean the cut was. He held her arm up and we could see her red flesh surrounding white bone just above her wrist. There was no blood, and the girl was very happy.