Running, running, running

Breathing heavily

Trying to escape

A large, pitch black canine

With razor sharp teeth

And glowing red eyes

It’s getting ever closer

I can hear it’s ragged breathing

It’s heavy footsteps

It’s low yet threatening growl

Don’t let it catch up to me

Don’t look into its eyes, glowing with death

Before the hellhound could reach me

I suddenly awoke

And realized it was only

A nightmare