I watched a movie called "Dream My Days Away," which was a previously unknown indie documentary about Broder Daniel fans. A young girl, who had apparently recently taken her own life, talked about her background and the hell she had gone through. Then, she met Henrik and took him to her school prom, which looked more like a wedding. Henrik had different clothes on and longer hair. The gist was that Henrik had treated her badly, and now she had taken her own life.ter, I was at some kind of concert venue near my workplace at my current employer, but in another city. A few of us were talking to Henrik about how he should handle the situation now, and I positioned myself so that he would turn to me several times, even though I knew him the least. I didn’t want to seem pushy. He was very supportive and seemded to really appreciate the attention and effort by me and other. We said that he should form a band and perform as Broder Daniel again, but that he should also do something entirely different. For some reason, he should play some friendly football. I offered him a marketing soccer jersey and shorts from my employer's UK branch, and he appreciated it. I believe we decided that I would play guitar for him when he started performing again.
I went to the office, which was new and modern, and I had been away for several hours. Before I left, I had criticized and mocked a British colleague named Mary or something similar. She was blonde, around 40 years old, a manager. She had become more and more frustrated and eventually went berserk in the office after I left. She had chased everyone out with a knife and locked herself in, then apparently cut herself severely and bled all over the corridors, doors, and rooms. When I came back, they had just found her dead, and my colleagues pushed me back. We didn't need to see the mess inside.
The next day, I came to the office, and it looked normal, but now ultra-modern and a significant improvement compared to how it is now. Her blood was gone, and I didn’t know exactly where it had happened, but there was an air of her deed and spirit lingering. I had a mug with her face on it, and it still held water from the previous day, which felt spooky. We continued working, but it was unsettling, and I questioned whether I should continue working there or not. I didn’t hear anything more about Henrik and soon woke up after that.