I had a nightmare earlier this week. I say nightmare, but I realize now it was more like a vision, a vision of the horrors yet to progress. I was alone in my house, like I am every day of the week, because my mum has to go to work. My best friend, Immy, was meant to be coming round for the day, so I sat in my room waiting for her. However, as the person I’d let in was walking up the stairs towards my room, Immy was only just walking up my drive. I realized my fate, and sat on my bed waiting to be confronted by the unknown entity. I began to cry, my heart pounding in my chest. I woke up.