It was 1:13AM, as told by the bedside digital clock. I felt the razor sharp claws sinking into my chest, with another rotten hand covering my mouth, preventing me from screaming.I gasped, shot up from my bed, with chest heaving and cold sweats soaking my forehead. It took me a moment to realize that it was just a dream. I heaved a sigh of relief, wiping away the cold sweats from my forehead and took another glance at the clock.The clock showed that today was Monday, and that I only had another 5 minutes before the alarm went off.DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN
