Nightmares — J.E. Taylor

Short Story:
In the land of nightmares, what is reality and what is just a dream.

...I can't locate the source of the terrible sound echoing against the brick walls of the alley, reminding me of claws dragging against metal.

Gritting my teeth, I shiver uncontrollably. My clothes are soaked, slick against my clammy skin. Terror washes over me as his hot breath touches me from behind.

I scream...