Deathly Beloved

The Shadow

I've been having this odd dream for almost a year about a shadowy figure. I'm pretty sure it's a man. It all starts with me waking up in the middle of the night and him watching me sleep, his face fully covered by a hooded cloak. He then begins to walk out of my room and into the hallway. I get out of bed and begin to follow him. No one is in their rooms and everything seem a bit new. The walls have different wallpaper, the rooms on either side wide open with barely anything in them or with the doors closed. There's no life in either of the rooms exept the last one. There's a female facing the window and singing a too familiar tune under her breath. I start walking towards her but the man grabs my hand gently and leads me away without looking back at me. His touch is as cold as a corpse which send shivers down my spine. We then begin to walk into the woods; the deeper we walk the more I begin to hear wispers that I can't understand. The feeling of pity and sadness begins to fill me. He then stops in front of a beautiful statue....but it's not a statue at all. It's a grave. As he starts to turn around to face me while taking off his hood, I wake up confused and drenched in sweat. He seems familiar to me yet I can't really say. The only way to find out if this is telling me something that I must discover in the woods is to actually go into the woods but that's almost impossible since security is reinforced. Unless.....