Him.

Prologue

     Ever since I was a little girl, I've had nightmares about him. They were always the same. 

     I'd be in the basement, watching tv, and then I'd hear weird noises. I'd turn around, and I'd see him, in the darkness. I would run upstairs, and he would be right behind me. In these nightmares, it was like everyone was in slow motion. 

     I would hide from him, under a table, bed, or chair. The only things in these nightmares that changed was when he would find me, and the order of which I would use the hiding spots. 

     These nightmares would always end right after he would catch me. I don't know what happens next. I'd always wake up sweating and shaking. These nightmares were terrifying. They were just so realistic... almost too real. They would always change according to my surroundings, but the story was always the same. Sometimes we were underground, sometimes we were in basements, sometimes we were in sewers. I'd have these nightmares at least once a month, sometimes once a week or two. 

     I've always wondered if maybe it's all real... like if these things happen, but I trick myself into thinking that it was just a nightmare. I'm probably just crazy, but what if I'm not? What if he is a real person and I just see him as a monster because of the things he does?