I'm in the woods..It's dark..The trees are unnatural...They have no leaves..The bark is peeling..The bushes are dried up and thorny.. They bend slightly and move even though I feel no wind..The shadows are unnaturally long, the light itself is wrong...All wrong..The mist and fog is all around, creeping.. Yet I can see where I'm going. Something tells me I shouldn't go there, but I can't stop my feet from walking. There's a cleared path ahead of me, going up a hill..I don't want to go there, but I keep going..I feel heavy..This place is so wrong...There's someone here. At the hilltop. A silhouette..a...person? It's not Him, too short, too human... They turn towards me. They have no face, no features.. They stretch out their arm towards me..Inviting.. I feel compelled to go...I take another step..
NO. MUST FIGHT. I SHOULD NOT GO. NO NO NO.
And then I wake up. This dream happens every night. And every night I get a step closer to the man (?) on the hilltop.