In my fear I see burnt black smoke surrounding me.

I’m trying to search for something.

It’s getting hard to breathe and I begin to cough madly.

In my fear I am in a dark empty alley.

I’m bare foot, running towards a burning building.

There’s something in there that I need to get.

My two feet slaps against the cold concrete floor,

As small pebbles stab under my two feet.

In my fear I could hear a loud guttural laugh.

I turn around and see a clown dressed green

With a devilish smile on its face.

His eyes pierce through me like he is trying to sense something.

He knows all my fears and he’s my worst nightmare.