Blood Night

I walk through the hall, and see it splattered against the walls and floors. In my head I imagine the screams of people as they lie dying. Paranoia takes over, I find myself in pain. Pain I've never felt before. This pain feels like I've been in a war. I take my mind off the pain and hear a scream. I indicate it's a figment of my imagination, but then I see something move. Am I seeing things? Or is this for real? I walk toward the screams, feeling more and more like I'm in a horror movie. I turn each corner with hesitation as I get closer. Finally, as if to realization; I see the source of those screams. I yelp in terror and I look above the dying soul to the thing killing it. That's when I see it. Death. He has transformed himself into a lunatic with a knife. I turn to slowly walk away, but I've already been sighted. He starts to come after me and I run. I run down every hallway, trying to open all doors. None work. I keep running and I realize I'm not getting anywhere. Suddenly, I fall. Not knowing the source of my fall, I try to get up. I can't. Then I feel someone stepping on my ankle. I hear it pop and I cry out a yell for help. No one answers. I look up to stare death straight in the eye, as I've come to realize that this is the end. As he raises his knife, I say my last goodbyes. Fast and forcefully, the knife is brought down. I scream. That's when I wake up in my own bed. I cry and curse to myself realizing it was a dream. Then I open my eyes, and see the blood on my side and on my hands. I get out of bed and I trip over something. A knife? I come to closure and realize...I am the killer in this movie. Smiling, I get up, grab the knife and walk away from my bed. Sadly, no one survives in this movie.. Not even me. But whose going to stop me?
Welcome to my nightmare.