it was night, i was walking my dog.
i decided to take a long way, just so i could sleep without my pet pestering me.
i wound up in the sketchy part of town.
just by the aroma, it made me shiver.
there we no street lights, no people, just a bunch of old, run down buildings and darkness.
there was a forest to the left of my path.
and out of it, stumbled a man.
he seemed to be middle-aged. he had thin, in even hair and he walked and looked like a zombie.
as he groaned, he started shuffling my direction.
i didn't like this at all. i turned on my heel and fast-walked the other way.
i was finally starting to see the city lights.
but then, the same man jumped out in front of me and extended his arm.
"AAHHHH!!!"
"Y/N!"
i shot up from my spot in bed.
i tried to process things... it was a dream? it seemed to real.
someone touch my shoulder, i jumped.
"y/n... are you alright?" a voice said.
i turned my head, Richie had his hand on my shoulder.
"y-yeah." i told him, wiping sweat and tears off of my face. "i just had a-"
"bad dream?" Richie interrupted, "i get it. its okay."
Richie kisses my forehead and laid me back down, stroking the edges of my body into i fell back asleep.
