THE DREAM

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I woke up to the smell of smoke.

I immediately sat up on my bed and glanced around. I couldn't see much. Everywhere was covered with smoke. Instantly my eyes became teary and I fell into a fit of coughing.

Did I forget to switch off the gas last night?

I jumped down from my bed and ran to the kitchen. My right leg hit a wood during my run but I didn't care, not even about the pain. I stopped short when I got to my destination.

My whole kitchen was on fire.

I paled, and blood drained from my body.

No.

What was I going to do? Water! Right, I needed to get water from the bathroom. Just as I took a step towards the bathroom, I saw something unusual in the fire.

A hand stretched out from the fire, and soon the body the hand belonged to stood up from the fire, slowly, as if the person had been lying down.

My heart entered my mouth and I covered my mouth with my hand to prevent a scream from escaping.

I was staring at a walking skeleton. A zombie.

The thing stood up fully, bent its neck from one angle to another and slowly, very slowly, walked towards my window. It slowly raised its hand and began writing with something red in colour. Blood.

"I am coming for you," the thing wrote. Each letter taking it more than five seconds to write.

Suddenly, to my surprise, the thing whipped its head back, faster than I ever thought it could, and stared directly at me with its mouth stretched in laughter.

A scream let loose.

I jumped up from my bed, breathing heavily. I looked around and thankfully, there was no smoke in my house.

God.

It had all been a dream.

Thirsty, I came down from my bed and walked to my kitchen. I collected a jug of water from my fridge and grabbed a glass.

Pouring water into my glass, I took a sip and looked up. The water instantly flew out of my mouth.

There, in my kitchen window, written in red were the words:

"I AM COMING FOR YOU."

Thank you.
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