Cold sweat stains my cheap cotton sheets as I awake, jolting straight up like a prairie dog checking for predators.

"It's gone." I thought.

They were there in my dreams again last night, probing, searching. I've always been able to fight them off before, but this time... there were just too many. I hadn't trained as hard I should.

I slowly crept over to my computer, delaying the inevitable. I tried to login, but it was no use. The keys were already changed.

My steemit password had been stolen.

(Apologies to Inception)