This is a nightmare, and a long one. It was so vivid, I still can't wrap my head around the fact that it wasn't real.
I was in an apartment, and all the kids were there plus cousin Hannah for some reason... and I was in the room and then opened the front door, and there was a strange man in a black cloak completely covering his face there. He offered me his hand and it felt off, like I shouldn't take it, but I grabbed his hand anyways, and he dragged me past the doorframe, like a barrier was being crossed.
And there was the moon very close and he was holding models of all the planets including Earth, and it was pitch black on his side of the door, like outside but not really. And he dragged me with him, he said some weird things in this terrifying voice, but I don't remember what he said. I could never see his face. He jumped off a ledge out of nowhere and we were in a dark canyon, and like we were skydiving. Then I was almost pierced by a sharp rock but he pulled me out of the way, laughing.
This continued for what seems like forever, messing with my head and me almost dying, still in that dark canyon. Then he lets go of my hand, and says to me, "You win. You're the winner." but I couldn't understand what he meant. I was getting spooked out, and started panicking when he gave a wide, Cheshire-cat smile, and one short laugh as he said, "I'm going to kill you now."
And then I screamed and ran away, for the door to my apartment, but he was right behind me. The door was open and I tried to run through, but it was as if there was a forcefield there, and I could see all my siblings watching television, but they couldn't see or hear me. Then his hand, like a skeleton, grabbed my arm and he whispered a laugh.
He grabbed the model of the moon, and carved a symbol in it, then he pointed at the real moon, and that same symbol was on it. He turned around, tinkering with the moon, and then I cried and prayed, prayed like I never have before to God, and then I blacked out. I woke up again, but it was daylight then, and the light shone onto the forcefield.
I felt something in me crack, and I pushed the forcefield, and forced my way through to the other side. He turned around and hissed, like a rabid cat or a snake, but a hundred times worse. I screamed at my siblings to run and get away, but he was no longer at the doorway. I ran into the hallway, and he was there, and revealed his face from under the cloak, but it was blown up to grotesque proportions. It was horrifying, and looked kind of like Freddie Cougar's face, but even more evil, it was terrifying beyond comprehension.
We all screamed then, and panicked, running around blindly around the apartment, and he chased us and we couldn't hide anywhere because he was always behind us the moment we turned around. I was truly scared for my life, my heart was pounding and I could barely breath. I felt like I was going to die.
I tried to pray again, and again, but nothing was working, it seemed as if the apartment was enveloped by darkness and evil and nothing could penetrate it. I ran to my older sister, and shook her shoulders insanely, screaming again and again, "Do you know any prayers? Tell me!" over and over.
But she wouldn't answer, as if she was in shock, but then she smiled demonically, and her skin peeled away to reveal the man with the black cloak. I pushed him away and shrieked like a banshee, but then his skeletal fingers gripped my throat and all I could see was his sadistic smile as everything faded away.
Then I woke up, panting, and completely shocked, because it felt so, so, absolutely real. And I just couldn't grasp that it was all just a dream...
