...The man screamed as the masked man kneeling over him plunged a dagger into his chest. He gripped the blood covered sheets tightly as he squirmed around trying to escape the dagger plunged into the man shoulder then chest again and he jerked his head to the left in pain. His eyes slowly closed and the last thing he saw was his clock displaying the time in big red letters. 3:27. He opened his eyes and bolted up. He ran his clammy hands through his sweaty hair. He slowly laid back down and checked the clock for the time. The clock read 3:26. He sighed and he heard a slight creak. He looked over to where the sound had come from and out of the corner of his eyes he saw the closet door slowly creak open with a rusted dagger between the doors.
~reestrider
