i remember i was having some dream that i can't recal now
but i remember the feeling of cold
and the positivity that someone had come into the apartment
and was going to obliterate me
i didn't call out
it was hot
and sweaty
i was sticking to the sheets
i woke with a start and looked up and saw the clock on the cable box read 3:33
and i lay down
trying to convince myself to go back to sleep
but a voice in my head told me this was deathly important
and i better not ignore it
i had no idea what it was
it was Fear
the voice made clear
Fear of what?
i tried to say
it was nothing
but i suddenly felt cold
felt deathly cold
a shiver
i got up to turn off the fan
and looked down the hall
looked down the hall into the darkness
at the figure standing just inside the threshold from the door
i stared into the dark
and the dark
it stared back
i told myself it was stupid
it said to go get the black sheet and wrap myself in it
it's SO HOT
i lay down
and shivered
so so so cold
i told myself it wasn't cold
and there was nothing to fear
what is fear?
just the fear of the unknown
just the fear of death
and i didn't need to fear that
and it wasn't cold
and there was no one
nothing in this apartment that was going to get me
going to obliterate me
but i was very scared
and very cold
i pulled the sheet around me
