[This dream was from a couple of weeks ago, but I didn't write it down at that time, so I guessed on the date, and I don't remember large chunks of it now.]
Em (my wife) and I were in our house, and it was a bit dark and rainy or stormy outside. We had all of the lights off in the house and we were in the kitchen area.
At some point before this, something had happened to Sarah (an ex-girlfriend) and she had died, and somehow Em and I had come into possession of her body wrapped in a big thick black plastic bag. We had had her for a number of days and we were waiting to get rid of her, but I'm not sure what we were waiting for.
So we were in the kitchen, and Sarah's body was over in front of the oven. To keep her from smelling up the place, we had to open the head end of the bag, hold her mouth open and pour a bunch of Lysol into her throat. After we did that, we closed the bag back up.
Some time later we picked her up and we were dragging her from the house, but I don't remember what happened after that.
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