A calm night breeze blew.

I felt content as the breeze embraced me. 

I looked up at the moon shining ever so brightly. Ah, how long has it been since I've felt this refreshing feeling?

Then suddenly, the scenery changed. I felt unease well up its way unto me.

I felt shivers as all the lights disappeared. A pair of eyes glared at me.

I'm stuck in my place. I couldn't move at all. And then I spotted a knife at the ground. 

Wait. . . . A knife? 

And the next thing I saw was red. Everything was red. 

I was gripping unto my shirt so hard. The pain was so intense. 

And everything turned black.

Everything disappeared once again. And I was back in the park.

However, I knew that something has changed... What kind of change is it?

I don't know. . . . 

I felt devoid of emotion. Devoid of feelings. 

Devoid of everything that makes me as...me.

I immediately sat up. I glanced at the clock. 1:27 AM.

The same dream again. . . . However it was more detailed.

I messed up my hair. No matter how messy it is, my life would always be messier.

How would I get out of this mess I made?