User:SamWis806

Dreams Sound of breaking glass wakes me from my sleep, I slowly crawl from my sheets and make my way to the door placing my ear upon it to see if i could here anything happening in the rooms beyond the door. I couldn't make any sounds out but to be safe I opened the door slightly to make eye contact with the desk that has my handgun hidden inside it. I hold my breath to focus my hearing one more time on the sound that may come from the other rooms. Once the coast was clear I slowly made my way down the hall to the desk. I slide open the drawer to find the gun missing. My body went cold and skin went pale, The fear began to grow more intense inside as the through of who maybe in my home with me. I look down the hall to were my room and see that there are no doors in the hall, as if they disappeared. The only door in sight is at the end of the hall. From here i could see slight movement and the door, but it had no shape so i couldn't pick out what it might be, I make way to the end of the hall to the door to find this tar light substance smothered up and down it like a finger painting. It seemed to move in bubbles as if it was boiling hot splats of it would come off and land near me and finally landed on my arm leaving me a bad 3rd degree burn.