My nightmares

I always feel uneasy and worried when I'm alone at home, and it becomes even more serious when I start hearing strange noises from my house every night, I tried calling the property management company to check but they said there was nothing unusual. I began having nightmares about a man being buried alive in the wall of my house, and that's when I decided to investigate thoroughly. I started exploring the entire house, but found no trace of anything unusual, until I reached the bathroom, where I discovered a secret door inside, and I decided to investigate further. I opened that secret door and discovered a strange underground room with bizarre objects and a young man standing in front of me, he pointed at me and said "You've come too late." I suddenly woke up, realizing that I was lying on my own bed, I breathed a gentle sigh, but the tension within me still remained, I didn't know whether these dreams were real or just my illusions. The next night, I heard the same strange noises again. This time, I decided to record them on my phone, hoping to prove to the property management company that something was definitely wrong with my house. But as I listened to the recording, I heard something even more chilling – a faint whisper in the background, repeating the words "buried alive". I couldn't sleep that night, haunted by the thought of the buried man in my dreams, and the strange whisper in the recording. The next day, I decided to do some research about the history of my house, and I found out that it was built on an old burial ground, which had been relocated years ago. The more I dug, the more disturbing the facts became. It turned out that the burial ground had been hastily relocated, and some of the bodies had been left behind, buried deep beneath the ground. I couldn't shake off the feeling that the buried man in my dreams was somehow connected to this history. Determined to find out the truth, I decided to break open the wall in the bathroom where the secret door was located. As I hammered away at the wall, I heard a muffled sound coming from inside. I kept hammering until a small hole appeared in the wall, and I could see something moving inside. With trembling hands, I reached inside the hole and pulled out a small, crumpled piece of paper. It was a handwritten note, with a date and a location written on it. It took me a while to realize that it was the location of the buried man in my dreams. Without hesitation, I followed the note to the location written on it, which led me to an old, abandoned building. As I entered the building, I could feel a cold draft blowing against my skin. The air was thick with the stench of decay and rotting flesh. As I moved deeper into the building, I could hear faint whispers and murmurs coming from the shadows. I felt like I was being watched, and I could sense the presence of something dark and malevolent. I finally reached a small room at the end of the corridor, and I could see a faint light coming from inside. As I pushed the door open, I saw the man from my dreams, lying on the ground, barely conscious and barely alive. He looked up at me, and whispered something that I couldn't understand. But then, he reached out his hand, and I could see that he was holding a small, crumpled piece of paper – the same note that I had found in my bathroom. As I took the note from his hand, I realized that it was a map of the building, with a secret room marked on it. I knew that I had to find that room, and whatever was hidden inside. I searched the building, following the map, until I found the secret room – a small, underground chamber, with strange symbols and objects scattered around. As I approached the center of the room, I saw a small, wooden box lying on the ground. I could feel a strange energy emanating from it, and I knew that it was the key to unlocking the mystery of the buried man in my dreams. I slowly opened the box, and inside, I found a small, crumpled piece of paper, with a single word written on it – "Escape". Suddenly, I felt a cold chill run down my spine, as if I was being watched by something dark and malevolent. I turned around, but there was no one there. As I stepped out of the room, I felt a strange sensation wash over me, as if I had just woken up from a long and disturbing dream. But as I walked away from the building, I knew that the buried man in my dreams had finally found peace, and that I had played a part in uncovering the truth about his tragic fate. From that day on, I slept soundly, without any strange noises or haunting dreams. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was still more to the mystery of the buried man, and the strange energy that emanated from the wooden box. As I delved deeper into the history of the burial ground and the abandoned building, I discovered more secrets and hidden truths that had been buried for years. But I also realized that sometimes, the past should remain buried, and that some mysteries are better left unsolved. And so, I closed the chapter on the buried man in my dreams, and moved on with my life, knowing that I had helped him find the peace he deserved. "This is a dream state, the parts I wrote when I woke up were actually just a dream"