Dave shivered. His hands were clammy and his body was tense. The dream never got to the point where the monster, or whatever it is, killed him. He tried calming down, but it seemed like the monstrosity in his dreams was hiding in every shadow. One particular shadow, which just so happened to be his own, seemed to grow. But he knew that was just his paranoia talking. Shadows don't grow, he doesn't have superhuman powers, and his friends were fine. Then, the shadow turned to look right at him. __ ×don't let the cover deceive you× [cover was made by @Royal-Plz-ImDivine]