I woke up that morning feeling really strange. I didn’t know exactly what it was, but I was sure that something is going to happen. I got out of the bed and I opened the curtains, the weather was also really rare…black clouds on the sky and a wind that sounded like somebody was screaming.
I was in a big old house; from the window I could see an extensive garden which had a lot of different plants. When I turned, I saw a big bed with a red blanket, some paintings on the wall and only one door. Suddenly, I heard a loud sound somewhere in the house. I came out of the room and I started to walk trying to find the source of the noise. But while I was walking, I felt that I shouldn’t have gone out of the bed.
The corridor was dark and the sound was doing loud. It was something metallic. I came into another room, which was full of many bookcases, and I tried to find the light switch but I couldn’t.
Suddenly, I heard another noise, much closer than the other. I realized that the bookcase next to me had moved, and a shadow was getting closer to me. I was so scared but I couldn’t move; I was completely paralyzed. And when the shadow was almost over me, I closed my eyes and I started to scream. Then, when I opened my eyes again I was in the same bed in which I had woken up before…