I dreamt I was part of a four man comedy troupe incl Jim Carrey, we operated a very small Verizon store for some reason. One of the members was found dead on the roof of the store one night. I was the one who discovered the body, but no one seemed to be interested in seeing it. But it was understood by the general public that he was murdered.

I was walking with my mom in the park the next day and told her that I thought the killer might one of of us, since one of us being dead means each individual member of the group gets more money. She thought this was a good theory. Obviously this implicates me, but nobody considered me a suspect.

That night another member was found dead in the same park. Later Jim Carrey invited me to his hideout and confessed to being the culprit. I felt a sense of dismay because this means he would now have to kill me, but for some reason he let me go. I felt defeated, bc me trying to rat him out obviously falls into his plan somehow. Or maybe he knew nobody would believe me. Sure enough, people began suspecting a chicken as being the one responsible for the second murder. When I tried to explain that the chicken was innocent, they wouldn't hear of it.

Jim Carrey was really good in this btw. He came off as deranged / coked up and menacing. If you were to make a "best of" reel this would easily fit right in.