I dreamed that I ran into M on the street and said hello. It was awkward but he was kind and invited me back to his Apt.
He then proceeded to chat with me while getting me something to drink. While I explored his place, I went into the bathroom and found his wife dead in the tub. Obviously murdered. Then I found his daughter dead in another bedroom.
I tried to act as normal as possible. I thought he was wanting to gauge my reaction. I acted as if all was well. I then began to think that I was having this dream because I put him in the same mental folder as Hannibal Lector. Thinking this I woke up.