The Man in the Dark

I had a dream a few months ago. I was confused when I woke up but slowly over the course of the next day I remembered some things that made me feel like the dream was something incredible important. Like I was supposed to write it down.

Most dreams I have I don’t remember. But this one was haunting somehow. Neither bad nor good. Just a story.

A woman walks down the stairs into a basement. I don’t know why. She turns on the light and there is a man in the basement. A handsome, silent man. He doesn’t speak and though she sees him and he shouldn’t be there she doesn’t really notice him.

That was all I dreamt, and I plan to make it into something more.

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