Dream on

Prologue:

My arms were burned with exhaustion, my face was sweating rapidly and my legs felt like imploding from the cramps that swelled within, those things were gaining on me...

I shot straight awake breathing so hard, my lungs gasping for air and feeling like a just ran the marathon of my life. My pillows and the rest of my blue sheets gave a disgustingly squishy sound because of the amount of sweat that was produced from body. I was literally covered in it and my pj's clung to me, seemingly not wanting to ever let go.

The rasp breathing calmed down after a few minutes. I don't understand why I'm having these horrid dreams. These...things were running tests on my body, ripping open my flesh and injecting neon liquid into my bloodstream. They looked like they had...no face at all, just a bold blank face of varying colours. Their body type looked very close to one of a human. All the rest I could remember was me running and running. Everything around me was just blurred and vague. A week ago I didn't really have dreams, more like nightmares, like this. Just normal things high school guys would dream about. Nice cars... chicks. I laughed lightly at myself about that last comment. But suddenly it just happened.

I don't know why, but I have a feeling. A very strange feeling indeed.

A bad feeling about something I don't know.

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Very, very short, I know. Terribly sorry! Not much else to say, basically wondering if I should continue. Do you think I should? Any type of feedback would be really awesome!

-Iron