One day you are taking a nice stroll by the beach, suddenly the sky grows dark and you feel a chilling presence, you look around, who is there you think… but you can’t manage to push out the sentence. 

Then a shiver zaps down your spine, you have the feeling that you're not alone. You hear a slight bang behind you. What is out here with me…? You worry the noise came from the cliff… that's not possible that… is it a lost sailor? No, the presence is too… eerie… you sigh and slowly turn around.

 You feel cold damp seaweed touch your hand what the- you freeze and let out a muffled noise, you can't scream for help because the seaweed has now reached your mouth. All you can see are decaying hands reaching up on the cliff. You shriek or at least try, you start panicking as the hands reach closer to you and then you see the face distorted and blurry… wait… is this a… dream-?

 You try to reach the seaweed and rip it off your face, you pinch yourself… huh it doesn't hurt you try to do everything in your power to wake up you try to picture waking up and finally the nightmare is over so you decide to go on a walk… but then the sky grows dark… oh no not this all over again you take a breath and sprint as fast as you can home.