Although I clearly left with my family but it was as if I was still there on sidelines, watching the man slowly walk out of the door, I had a full panoramic view of his cape full of holes, worst than a beggar, wear and tears showing as if had been snatched away from a ferocious beast, a hoody covering him, a white mask full of holes covering his facial features, his bony hands and feet with holes too, whats worst is that just like the cat, I could see the other side through holes in him, except for place of face where black miasma kept coming out, even the hole for eyes was emitting the disgusting gas, which was especially infiltrating.
I didn't want to stay here a second but it was as if some power was making me immovable, forcing me to see till the end, so I watched as the man who was slowly walking suddenly stopped in the middle of alley, then slowly rotate his head to the place where I was watching, it felt as if he could see right through me, there was no way to escape, that look of a predator locking on its prey sent chills down my spine, all that was left in my mind was IT'S OVER, then as if answering my thoughts, the Whole place got filled with darkness and soon I too felt being assimilated and part of it.
"Huh... Huh... huhhh... phew", with tears in my eyes, I suddenly woke up from the nightmare, in big bed between my sisters still holding my hands, although all around it was still dark, but it was not that infiltrating darkness. After adjusting to the night, I slowly calmed down, breathing deeply and slowly, swallowing my saliva, parching my dry throat, holding onto my sister tightly as if grabbing my dear life, it made me realize how I was covered in cold sweat, feeling sticky, trying use the pillow to dry my hands and not wanting to get out of bed even a little for water or washing my face and hands full of sweat, while muttering, 'It's just a nightmare...., nothing more,....it wouldn't come to me.... it's not real", but that last look as if it could really see me where I dreamt from, left me shivering for a long time until I started to get tired after the whole fiasco mentally and physically, so while praying for protection, I succumbed to sleepiness again, this time I had another nightmare, although I didn't remember much but it was graphically worst than the first one, however the influence of that man in hole still remained so while going to school next day, like always I started to tell my dreams vividly in a childish voice with hand gestures to make others more involved that I did so easily, which while making them scared also led me to overcome the fear of it slowly, so I forgot about it in our daily life, but sometimes when asked to tell horror stories, it will always pop up but as always is pushed aside, who knows how long it will take to forget....