That night I sunk right into bed. I was so physically exhausted I had barely made it from the lounge to my bed. I drifted off and got a good few hours of really, really deep sleep before the visions started. This time it was focused mostly on the person who approaches me on the street. They call to me, I turn around. They’re wearing a black hoodie. I know instantly that something is wrong. I feel the panic radiate through my whole body. They’re bigger than me, I can’t fight them. I turn to run but that’s when everything goes dark.
It took me a full half hour to relax and bring my breathing back to normal. I was shaking so much I couldn’t write. When I finally had my body under control I started making notes. It was definitely early evening or late afternoon when this happens. I can see t
