I once dreamed of a person staging histrionics. He used his acting abilities to manipulate stories to his advantage.
One day, this man became lost to the outside world. He couldn’t get in touch with anyone. One night, I dreamed of him. He was detained in jail. There was no requirement to do a dream interpretation. It was a straightforward dream. His lies caught up with him and he met justice.
I had the irony of witnessing a pathological liar staging histrionics. He tried to swindle people to the tune of a six figure sum. Money is very difficult to earn the honest way. But justice and punishment are even more bitter. There is no life without freedom. Full-stop.
Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #181 – histrionics. 48 words.