(Arata)
A masked man followed me with a bloody knife in his hand.
I ran as fast as I could, but my feet got so heavy as if I was trying to cross a quagmire.
I tried to scream but no words came out of my mouth.
I looked behind and saw it was a masked figure, following me with a bloody knife, trying to plunge it into my shoulder.
'No, no, please don't,' I begged with tears leaking out of my eyes and then I woke up and sat up straight into my bed.
My heart leapt up and down in my chest as I placed my hand on it to steady it.
That was not a good dream. The masked man could be my stalker or it could represent Azul.
Not Azul, he was my safe space but now I had this weird dream. My heart and mind were already conflicted.
I flopped back on the soft pillow and grabbed the dolphin one, squishing my chest with it but there was no relief.