I couldn't sleep properly that night. All I could hear was someone calling my name as if I was running away from a crime scene.
"Stella! Stella!"
Then, all of a sudden, I found myself in the dream world, and in my dream, I saw a strange man chasing me from behind with the intentions to kill me.
I was running as fast as my legs could carry me, dodging through alleyways and crowded city streets. My heart pounded in my chest as I risked a glance over my shoulder. The strange man's face was twisted into a terrifying snarl, eyes wild with determination to catch me.
"Stella!" he shouted, his voice grating like nails on a chalkboard. "You can't escape me!"
I picked up my pace, shoving past pedestrians who shot me annoyed looks. I had no idea who this man was or why he was after me, but his
