Shadows Of The Lost
There I was. Face to face with this...figure. This shadowy figure that was haunting my dreams from the day I left...that...town... Nothing was right there...now it won't stop...
The figure began to turn and face me, just like it did the dream before...and the one before that...it only turned and stared, like I was the odd one out. I narrowed my eyes, wanting to see who or what this thing was.
A sudden crash could be heard, and there I was, in my bed, covered in cold sweat. I breathed heavily as I tried to regain control of my sanity.
I started to look towards the clock. It read 12:01 AM in big, red numbers. I didn't understand why I was constantly awoken at the same times. It just...didn't make sense. I began to rub my eyes, I was groggy and unrested. I looked back at the clock...
12:03 AM it read in those glowing numbers again. Sighing, I began to raise my head from the pillows that layed behind me. I felt like I would just...go back to bed, but...that crash...
The figure began to turn and face me, just like it did the dream before...and the one before that...it only turned and stared, like I was the odd one out. I narrowed my eyes, wanting to see who or what this thing was.
A sudden crash could be heard, and there I was, in my bed, covered in cold sweat. I breathed heavily as I tried to regain control of my sanity.
I started to look towards the clock. It read 12:01 AM in big, red numbers. I didn't understand why I was constantly awoken at the same times. It just...didn't make sense. I began to rub my eyes, I was groggy and unrested. I looked back at the clock...
12:03 AM it read in those glowing numbers again. Sighing, I began to raise my head from the pillows that layed behind me. I felt like I would just...go back to bed, but...that crash...