Nightworn

A few days back I had a dream and I woke in sweat.

Dreams have a funny way of seeming more dangerous when asleep, innocous when you wake and lethal when they come true.

I was in a room. Or was I outside? It was raining I remember and it was night. And it was raining demonically.

Then I got beat up by a few people. Who were they?

And I ran out disgusted.

Suddenly I discovered I was wearing nothing but a T-shirt.

My state of undress didn't seem to bother me.

It was cold and I was shivering.

I walked all night. In the streets. Can't remember what city it was.

Saw a tree and stood under it.

Felt disconnected.

As I was about to think what next...where next...I see a big black book near the gutter. It's got 'THE BIBLE' written on it in gold.

It is soggy and worn out.

I pick it up and feel there's a message in it for me.

Message my ass.