Arnold woke up as if there was an emergency, it felt as if sleeping had became a dangerous activity for him. His heart was beating faster than ever and there was a constant buzzing sound in his brain and together they were a cause of distress for him. The forced exertion from the previous night finally got to him. He thought being tired would help him get peaceful sleep but no, his weird nightmares just had to chase him.
It was the same nightmare like the last time... Only this time it was even more intense. The thing which troubled him the most was the presence of the unknown man who kept pushing him back to hell. He wanted to see the man's face but couldn't... The only he could see was that the man hand a trident in his hands, his weirdly blue throat, but the thing which caught his attention was the snake that was coiled up on the man's neck as if it was some sort of an ornament.
