[ WP ] You 're running through a forest , being chased by a monster . As you begin to wake up , you feel something grab your hand and wake up with the monster on top of you .

I tore through the woods, frantically glancing behind me. The monster was back there, I knew it. It darted between trees, a dark, shadowed thing that I could n't get a good glimpse of. And if it caught me, terrible things would happen. With dream-like clarity, I knew the monster was hiding behind the face of someone I loved. It had stolen that face, and now lurked behind their eyes with malicious intent. But I knew that it was no longer that person. It was a shapeshifter. And so I ran faster. 
 
 It was no use, the monster was gaining on me. As I put on a burst of speed, I felt something brush my hand lightly. 
 
 With a jolt, I woke up from a dead sleep, staring up with adrenaline still coursing through my veins. My husband hovered over me on the bed, holding my hand. 
 
 `` Bad dream, Love? You looked panicked.'' He said, concerned. 
 
 `` I... Yeah, I think so.'' I stammered. The dream was shattered, I could n't pick up the pieces to remember what it was. I was... running? 
 
 `` I'll go make you some breakfast while you tell me about it. How do pancakes sound?'' He asked, getting out of the bed. 
 
 `` That sounds great.'' I replied, still trying to recall the dream. `` I do n't remember the dream now. But I think you were in it.''
