Was It a Dream?

It’s as if his imagination were leaking into reality. He had dreamt about those creatures. He would never want to see them in the daylight—they haunted his nightmares. They could evoke unimaginable havoc, they could shred his small town apart. But, wait, was this all a dream? How could they get here?

Soon it would be daylight and he would know for sure. He could feel them watching him—their dark eyes, like endless pits, carefully taking him in. They were cunning. Cunning and quick. How many options did he have? He had to move. It was time. RUN.

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