When I was younger I had a bunkbed, at the end of my bunkbed to the right was my bedroom door.
One night I was dreaming, in my dream I was at the head of a long table, there were people
talking and eating at the table all the way down it, I wasn't involved in conversation with anyone
and just sitting there, when some sort of terrifying demon man is slowly walking past at the
other end of the table but no-one notices, at this point the demon stops at the end of the table,
slowly turns his head to look at me and smiles! At that point my heart drops I wake up in a panic and realise that
the long table was my bed! NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE