One night I dreamed something very strange ... I was in the hallway of my house, only with a kind of very dense darkness behind me, so I decided to walk forward, which is where the kitchen is, I had the light bulb on and standing there , I turned to a door that was opening, with great curiosity I approached and my father was on the floor with a bottle in his hand and dead ... But when I touched it the darkness surrounded his body and something or someone grabbed me shoulders and feet and pulled me back and when I swallow the darkness I got up sweating and a little scared ...
