The black cat, with all its hair stood up as if they have been rubbed against by static, nearly pounced onto me and I managed to avoid it with a chair and threw it towards my attacker.
The black cat gave chase, endlessly pursuing me. I ran and hide and it waited below my block, lurking around. Then I saw I was at a dungeon. Some pple were trying to cross to the other side by climbing a rope. A young teenage boy gave it a try. The onlookers were cheering him on when he let out a little struggle and fell fast down under. I stretched my head out and shouted for him. I looked underneath but lost sight of him. He did not make a sound or yelp for help. I fumbled a little and begged for help from the onlookers. I searched thru my phonebook for the ambulance no. The a few man dropped themselves down using the same rope and attended to the young boy. Thank god he was saved and seem fine.
I startled and woke up from my dream with my heart pounding fast till I felt a little nausea. Afraid of falling back to sleep, I replay the scenes over and over again and they seem so horrendous. What a way to wake up on a sat morning...
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