Nights, nights were just another nightmare. These shadows, what was up with these shadows? They're taking up space everywhere. It's getting hard to breath, It's sufficating. My dream world has become so over filled with them that's the reason they've ventured into my so called reality. They're following me to and fro, but these shadows aren't just normal shadows. These shadows don't follow your movement or stay in the shape of the items around you. While near them you hear voices, Not just random voices but voices from hell. The shadows call my name, and repeat "the one, the one, the one", over and over again. I don't know what they want, but I am not the one they're looking for.