The Elusive Light: A True Story of My Nightmare Nighttime Odyssey with the Mysterious Corridor Visitor.

I found myself in my backyard, where there was a spacious patio covered by a metal roof. Two entrances into the house exist: a sliding door on the left, and a laundry door at the back of the patio, close to a window facing the kitchen. To the right, there's a corridor known as "the side," flanked by a brick wall on the left and a chicken coop on the right.

In this dream, it was nighttime, and my fear of the dark pushed me to seek refuge indoors. At first, I saw a well-lit room through the sliding door and started to move towards it. However, the light abruptly vanished, relocating to the end of the corridor, where a small gate was slightly ajar, allowing light to seep through.

I hesitated and decided to head down the corridor because of the light there. But as I did, the light once again shifted, this time back to the sliding door room, which we often refer to as "the back room." This cycle of light changes repeated several times, creating a sense of uncertainty and unease.

Then, I heard ominous footsteps approaching from the corridor. Realizing I had to reach the back room, I attempted to run, but I found myself unable to move. Suddenly, I felt hands gripping both of my shoulders tightly, and that's when I woke up.

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