Mikey's POV:
Darkness. Just one long, deep, horrifying sea of darkness. I looked around for light, any tiny sliver of light, just something so I could see. But as I walked I found nothing, just the darkness.
Then, I felt it. Something was there, watching me. No, stalking me.
I run. I run for what seems like forever, but it's still there. I just want out, no more darkness! Suddenly I find that I'm no longer moving. Then, it's there. Whatever it is, for that matter. It's coming closer, and I try, god I try so hard to move, to do anything, but I'm just frozen.
I can feel it's breath. Tears are running down my cheeks and as I look up, I see a smile. A sinister smile for that matter. Just a huge, evil, white smile, and red glowing eyes.
I just want to get out of here! Someone help me!
Then, it attacks.
I bolt up in bed. God, another nightmare. I look over at the clock. 12:34. Great. I rub my tired eyes and that is when I notice that I'd been crying. Sighing, I decide that sleeping is not the best option for me right now. Maybe though, some cool night air will help me to relax my mind. After grabbing a cool glass of water, I head out.
The night air felt so nice. Should've brought my sketch book. Nice time to draw the cityscape or something. After running for what seemed like hours, I stopped to take a break. 2:00. Maybe I should head back. Yeah, maybe I could try to get some more sleep but I have to get and make breakfast. But I get ready to head back, I sense something. Turing around I find at least 50 foot ninjas surrounding me.
"Damn," I mutter, "this is going to be a long night."