[6:49am]
At just past 4am this morning I woke from a dream/nightmare, and it feels like it's not the first time I've had it.
In the dream, I'm walking down my road, it's the evening and it's fairly dark. A black van is parked on the left side of the road, and I pass it wide, walking onto the street. I notice a sign or something, maybe the thought of it is just injected into my head, but I somehow know that it's possible to rent this van for 100 pounds a day for 3 days.
I walk past it, and a man is there by the van, so I ask him about the details of the offer. He explains the simplicity of it all, and explains how it's easy; I pay 300 pounds, I get to use the van for whatever I want for 3 days, then I bring it back to a designated drop off point. I remember thinking about the use cases, and how I could potentially implement a van into my life and make it worth while, and of course I thought about if I could actually make a return on my investment.
As I thought about this, I carried on walking, and the man walked with me, further down my road. He was about 35, eastern european looking, quite thin with short dark hair and a thin beared. And very clear pale blue eyes, they stood out almost like they were high definition. We walked and he gave me a massive bottle of water to carry. Like one of those 3 litre plastic water canteens you'd take to the desert. I remember it being so heavy, but I carried it anyway. As we got to the bottom of my road, I could see the park on the other side of the main road my road branched off from.
The man began crossing the road towards the park, and I remember it being incredibly dark on the other side, with no lights at all. I stayed on my side and called out to him, asking how much further we've got to go, because I was tired of carrying this bottle of water. He responded politely and said "Oh not too long now", but as he made it to the other side, I looked at him standing on the edge of the darkness beckoning me to follow him, and I don't think I said it out loud, but I thought "Hold on, you're not taking me to someone's house at all". And in that moment, his demeanor completely changed, and he became incredibly angry that I had figured out what he was doing.
He suddenly rushed towards me, back across the street, his head staying perfectly stable, and I tried to run away but the water bottle I was holding was so heavy that I couldn't. He pushed his face into mine, and it was all I could see, it stretched across my whole field vision, and his pale blue eyes suddenly turned darker, and I vividly remember seeing his black pupils grow larger and larger and larger as his face surrounded me.
Then I woke myself up as I shouted a clear and frightened "NO", and this image of his face, with impossibly large pupils, was temporarily burned into my vision. I laid there for a few minutes attempting to poke my finger through my hand, which I failed at, meaning I was in reality. Luckily the man has faded now...