I woke up from a deep slumber, only to find lying on my back. I've never liked lying on my back. I could see the bright light through my eyelids. I just laid there for a few minutes; listening for sounds, but it was dead silent, like a horror movie. I opened my eyes to a squint, and the light was too bright. So I closed them again. I heard a noise that seemed to come from the far corner, it was breathing; almost like a pant. I tried to move my body, but it wouldn't move. At that moment, I began to panic. I tried to look at my body, but I was only able to look for a second. But, that was all I needed, I was bound to the table. The panting in the corner stopped, and that freaked me out. I lifted my head and looked at the corner. What I saw, I couldn't believe it. It was a monster! It was in the shape of a man. The man, or monster towered over me, mainly because I was lying down. It was about 7'5", and a pair of thick glasses, and stitches all over it's face, and green, dead eyes. It had something sticking out of it's head, but I couldn't tell what it was. It took a step towards me, and out of fear, I forced my head down and closed my eyes as tightly as I could, and hoped it would go away. But, it didn't, I could feel the presence lingering over me. The smell of dead flesh went into my nostrils. I held the vomit down as much as I could. It's eyes felt like they were stabbing into my very soul.
"Wakey, wakey. Pet"The voice was harsh and I could feel chills going down my spine, but what's with this pet thing! I am no one's pet!
I could feel him getting closer, and he touched my cheek. His skin was cold, he pulled my right eye open, and his green eye was looking directly into mine.
"What a healthy eye you have." It said. I could feel tears starting to slip from my tear ducts. His hand moved, and came back with a scalpel, and it was heading towards my eye.
"NO!" I yelled, and sat up in my bed. It was just a dream.