one night a while ago i had a crazy dream that shady beings were probing my mind with a laser beam the pain was high octane ten times the intensity of a migraine enough to drive somebody insane my physical frame was paralyzed the floor was sanitized the instruments they used were sterilized but the terror lies in the fact that the metallic walls were covered with many eyes that watched as they probed my insides and analyzed they weren t aliens because their faces were invisible more like chameleons with a nature that was mystical completely irresistible mind control trying to mold my will to theirs and redesign my soul slicing me up like cold cuts i was broke up if i could i would ve spoke up but they had me yoked up and then i woke up choked up my spine and bones were tingling awakened from a nightmare to find my phone was ringing all of a sudden i heard a thunderous roar he busted through the door before my feet hit the floor no time to stay patient with great haste i raced and slipped when i tripped over my play station my green bean bag broke my fall as i groped for the wall behind me i could sense his open jaws the smell of his breath was hot sulfur not kosher i yelled as he crept and got closer knocked over a vase no space to race with him shocked over his pace i was face to face with him envisioning my imminent homicide dismemberment collision with impenitence personified with grim intent a sinister smile a foul grimace particular style of a menace the image was vile i was too subdued to struggle woozy from the tussle wanted to choose to hustle but i couldn t move a muscle i was hurting i thought i was a goner for certain then i looked and saw the sunlight through the corner of my curtain at this point i thought he would devour for sure but he just stood over me for a half an hour or more as the morning flooded the bedroom i could see a little better but his face was still obscured by a black hooded sweater just then it must have been an illustrious gust of wind that thrust him into the room s other end my physical felt rejuvenated i opened the door the whole house illuminated by the sunlight my chance to bounce i hesitated because something just wasn t adding up it resonated dedicated to go back and get some better data feeling heavy weighted yet it was like i levitated over to the corpse my thoughts had escalated i took off his hood and i was devastated so now let me state it what could it be the dead villain in the corner of my room it was me i fell back surprised cried lost all my drive looked over at my clock it said 6 55 as i tried to make sense of what i d just survived a voice from outside said wake up you re alive 