I flashed my eyes open. The clock ticking sealed my ears, dousing out the rest of the world. I tried to ground myself from my temporal frozen state until my body flinched, with enough deep concentration, my body gained response and I could suddenly breathe properly.
The memories of my dream suddenly swamped me and it got me in deep thought if that was just a dream or a memory—It was too real to be called a dream and too unnatural to be real. I didn't know how to explain it but the memory of staring into that creature's soulless eyes was unsettling to the point it felt like those nightmares you had as a child.
Where creatures form in your head and make you think you're trapped with them with no escape.
It felt exactly like that.
And I'm not even sure I was out of it yet. I'm still mentally there and it took everything to move my body from that one position to curve into a ball and silently pray I don't start seeing things.
