Serial Killer Romance Dream

It's my last day in Taiwan and I want to make the most of it--walking around different stores, eating good food, etc. When I get home, there is a strange man in my room. I suddenly remember that there has been a serial killer killing off my female friends, one by one, and this must be him.

"I left you a note inside Gretchen," he said to me, gesturing towards the bottom bunk of the bunk bed.

I realize that Gretchen's body must be there but I am afraid to look. I wonder if he is going to kill me. He leans over and kisses me on the mouth. For a minute he seems normal, a not too bad looking young man. His kiss convinces me not to scream or attack him or try to turn him in to the police. I leave my room, promising not to tell anybody that he is here and that there is a dead body in my room.

I pass the living room, where my youngest brother is saying he is hungry. My mom says she'll go out and buy something from a food stand. I look at the clock; it's 7 pm.

"I'll make you some fried rice really fast for now," I say, feeling bad that he has no food.

Meanwhile, I wonder what's happening to the dead body and the serial killer in my room. When I do finally report the death, will the coroner find it suspicious that I didn't tell them about the body until a few hours after the death? I start cooking, thinking that I'll just pretend I never went in my room, was in the kitchen the whole time, and did not discover the body until much later...