The nightmare started again. Its been coming nightly lately. I was strapped to a table in a dark other wise empty room.
A man enters I cant see his face… He takes out a knife… THE knife the one the killed my father.
He gets closer and I cant move. I’m powerless to do anything as he holds it close to my face and slowly presses down.
The pain is unbearable! agony shoots through my face and pure bitter hatred courses through my veins.
The straps give way and I reach for his throat.

Then I awake