I sat back down in the black leather chair. I closed my eyes. I felt so tired. I had barely slept today. I kept having these dreams where I was still in the pizzeria. Sitting in the chair. I would look down at my tablet and it would always be the left side. A poster of a yellow bears face. Then I would put the camera down and he would be sitting there. In front of me. Lifeless. Holding a microphone. He looked like Freddy but, Golden. Then my eyes were forcefully closed and then all I could see was his face, then black. "It's Me." Then I would wake up. Always the same dream. I thought of it as nothing at first, just a bad dream. Then the enclosed apartment space started to make me see and hear things. I saw what I thought were furniture move. I heard the sound of clinking metal gears move around. But every time I would check to see if anyone was there. My house was empty. My furniture was in the same place I had left it and I heard no noises. I looked around my office, same as always.
DING
12:00am it said on my tablet. I breathed in deep and told myself that it was all a dream. that I had nothing to worry about. I would be fine because it was all part of my imagination. "RING. RRRIIINNNGGG!!!" Cried the phone
