"AAAaaaah!" Ashley screamed, sitting upright in her bed. Breathing heavily, she looked around the room, seeing that she was in her bedroom, in her bed. Calming herself down, she realized that she must have had a dream. A nightmare, actually. What a terrible experience that was! She was so glad it wasn't real.
She got out of bed and went through her morning routine, eventually ending up in the kitchen she shared with her roommate Heather.
"You know, it's bad enough I have to listen to your damn vacuuming at night. Now I have to hear you screaming too? What the hell were you doing last night?" she asked Ashley, as she walked into the room.
Ashley froze. So that wasn't a dream? That was real?
From somewhere, she heard a sinister laugh, then that voice she heard from her not-dream. "Oh, this is going to be fun," it said.
