Kate's POV
I sprang up. The sheets were moist from my sweat. Another nightmare, It was always the same one too. One where I was in another place, a place that wasn't realistic. I reached over to my alarm clock. 3:27 a.m. Ugh, no point in going back to bed considering I had to get up at 5. So I pulled my legs up to my chest and tried to recall my dream.
There was this enormous castle with towers and open windows. It was nighttime, I was by myself somewhere outside the castle. Behind me I could see woods, and not the kind where you want to go on a walk with your boyfriend, these were scary. You could hear wolves and wood creaking. Up ahead I could see a figure of a person. They were slowly walking toward me. There was something in their hand, it was shaped in the form of a small stick. I was confused. My forehead began to sweat. They were getting closer. My eyes quickly looked for help. Nothing. I was alone. Fifty feet away now. Thirty. I rubbed my hands on my jeans, wiping away the sweat. Fifteen feet, that's when I began to see the features of this person. If that's what you could call it. It appeared to be a male. He had pale yellow skin, no hair and a snake-like nose. He raised his stick up. I had begun to believe that's not what it was. He stopped ten feet in front of me, he just stared. Very quickly, before I could register what happened, a beam of light shot from the stick and hit me. And then, I wake up. Everytime.
It was now 3:58. Maybe just a short nap…