Story That Makes No Sense

I’m in a tough situation. I can feel it. I don’t precisely recognize what I did or what I am running from, yet I continue running. I ran ceaselessly. I don’t realize what is giving me this boundless vitality to run ceaselessly however I know whether I stop, I will be in a difficult situation. I see all these huge segments and high vault roof as I run. Where am I? I don’t know. On the off chance that this was any typical, standard day, I most likely might want to go for a moderate stroll and appreciate all these amazing engineering components. Be that as it may, I don’t know how I know this, however in the event that I stop I will be in a difficult situation. I heard an uproarious clamor behind me and I look back.I see a goliath jokester running, pursuing me. He is calling my name while pursuing me. The comedian is holding something. While I am busying taking a gander at the running comedian, I didn’t notice there is a post directly before me. I hit directly into it. My head is turning and I drop. At the point when I get up, I am back on my bed. It was the most peculiar dream that I at any point had. As I leave my bed toward the entryway, it appears as though everything eases back down. In addition, as I attempt to crab the door handle it appears to get further and further away from me. Everything is in moderate movement, and afterward I choose to hop for the door handle with the scarcest of luck.Luckily, I take hold of it and immediately open the entryway. I run out the room yet everything appears to be changed. I could see object drifting broadcasting live. It’s strange. It resembles I am in space. I rapidly close the entryway behind me and leap out the window. At that point I see an odd man approach me. He is wearing all dark yet he is excessively far away for me to remember whatever else. Notwithstanding, as he moves toward nearer to me, I could see there is blood trooping down his sleeves. Abruptly, my body s hudders. I invest my more energy to get a hold of myself and run. That alarming man is pursuing me. I run and run.While I am running, I stop while in transit to get laundries. I generally prefer to keep my garments clean and in immaculate condition. The man dressed in dark is as yet pursuing me. At that point I think about a thought when I see the woman sitting outside selling organic products. I pay her with cash at that point take the organic products toss it at the terrifying man. All of a sudden, he pulls out a blade and begins to cut up all the natural products that I tossed at him. Nothing appears to stop him, in this way, I keep on running. As I run, I see my life sprinkling back at the forefront of my thoughts, all the great and terrible occasions. At that point, I didn’t need to run anymore.I pivot and shout out to the bleeding man: â€Å"What do you need from me? † He answers: â€Å"I have come to take you with me, where you have a place. † I didn†™t like his answer and it sounds good to me. This time, I see a police headquarters directly before my eyes. I know in there will have the things that I have to secure myself. I turn quick toward it and I closer I get, I saw a great deal of cops pointing weapons at me. I waver for a second then I hear one of them shout at me: â€Å" Come fast! We wont hurt you! † As I turn my head around, I see many zombies attempting to swarm the station.