Board Thread:Writer's Showcase/@comment-30891328-20170419015716

Before I get to the story, I must say that this is my final update, you'll see why in a minute.

I have not seen the man in the mask in a while, but that didn't stop me from being on guard by buying a shotgun with some ammo.  Three days have become water under the bridge since I bought my gun, I've started to sleep with it in my hands, that night was when I had the most ugliest dream I bet anyone could have. I dreamt that I was walking home from work, when I felt a rock being thrown at me that plunged me so hard I fell into the street, I turned to the sidewalk and saw a sign that said, "You're still next.". I was about to approach the sign until I heard a truck horn, I turned to where it came from to see a truck driving straight for me at top speed. The only thing I could remember before waking up was the driver being the man, with his damn mask on. When I woke up I was relieved that it was all a dream but I learned that it was more later. I looked to the other side of my room to see that my closet door has been cracked open, and I saw half the man's mask... staring at me. Was he watching me the whole time?! I saw it only for a moment until he slammed the door closed. Luckily I still had my gun in my hands, so I walked to the closet and swung it open and... he wasn't there. I turned around and saw him standing there outside my window. I was about to run out my door after him, but he turned and ran. I thought about calling the police until I remembered that he always escapes.  The next day I was walking home from work when I decided to go to my favorite corner restaurant. I was eating a burger and some soda when I saw some men dressed in formal attire and looked in their 20's or 30's  walk up to me and asked me for my name, when I told them my name they said, "Come with us, we know about who's stalking you.". I let them lead me outside, and I'd be breaking the law by posting this, which is why I'm only going to tell you one thing: That dream I had was actually him hacking into my brain with a nightmare. He's trying to make me feel scared. My advice, never doubt that the supernatural exists.  