You are running through an alley. You have to escape from them. You don't know who they are or what they want, but you know that they are bad news. The further you run, the tighter the alley gets. You suddenly find yourself tired, unable to run any further. You fall to the ground and wait for them to come. You feel cold hands grab you, and look up and see a young man about your age. His face is terribly burnt, and he is missing an eye. He gets close and opens his mouth and lets out a horrible, terrifying moan. He sinks his dirty teeth into your arm. You hear a voice in yor last few moments of life, calling your name. You see the face of your friend Tom, and realise you are back in your house. It was just a dream.
"Hey, dude, you were freakin' out in your sleep. You were all like, "Don't let 'em get me, don't let get 'em me" or something." Tom says. You sit up and look at the clock. 3:04 A.M. Tom was spending the night. Tom says, "I gotta pee, be right back." he never comes back. You close your eyes and go back to sleep.