Awake

My eyes open with a jolt at midnight. The room was hot, and I had broken out in a cold sweat. A nightmare had awoken me but the details were fuzzy. My heart still raced from my dream.

The room was dark with blacks and grays. Shapes were visible, but it was hard to tell what was what. The door to the bedroom was open leading to absolute darkness.

I picked my head up off of my pillow to look at the doorway. Unease filled my mind as I focused my eyes on a new silhouette. A large dark spot, darker then what was seen through the doorway before.

Maybe it was just the shadow from a painting out in the hall. I’m just being a little paranoid. My eyes could just be playing tricks on me in the dark. That’s what I thought as I watched that dark figure moving further through my doorway.

I pull the covers up over my head, and try to go back to sleep. Only now I can’t sleep. I laid there for a few minutes, getting too hot under my thick blanket. The only way I can go back to sleep is to pull my covers back down and prove to myself that what I saw was all in my mind. So that’s what I decide to do.

Slowly I lift the corner of my blanket just enough to look at my door. Nothing’s there. Relieved I uncover myself to show the rest of the bedroom. A tall, dark and faceless figure stood now at the end of my bed, hovering over me.

I scream, and wake up. Shaking from fear of what I had dreamed, I sit in the same spot I’ve been in all night. The same spot I’ve been in during my nightmare. I took a deep breath and thought about what had happened in my dream, but the details were fuzzy.