I was living in this really awful apartment in a different city. Everything was made of concrete and really cold. I was standing in the kitchen unpacking silverware when it suddenly occurred to me that something wasn't right. Why was I here? And where was here, for that matter?

I tried to find a way out of the apartment but there were no doors anywhere! The apartment had just the kitchen and the living room that had a couch in it and that was it. No windows, air vents, or anything that led to the outside of wherever I was.

It got very cold and I realized that I was wearing my pajamas. Then suddenly there was something like an angry wind that blew me into the wall, hard. I got to my feet and ran into the kitchen. Suddenly there was a disembodied voice that seemed like it was coming from everywhere and no where. It asked me to tell it who someone was.

Of course I have no idea what it was talking about and I told it so. Something pushed me up against the wall and slid my head into the ceiling. I was dazed for a moment. The voiced told me to tell it who this person was again, and then dropped me to the floor. I got really angry and yelled for it to stop! I told it that I didn't know what it was talking about so how could I answer it? And even if I did, I wouldn't tell it anything.

It threw me across the room and I hit my side against the counter. I crouched down in pain and asked it why it was doing this. I went through everyone I knew in my head trying to think of who it was talking about. The drawers in the kitchen flew open and these huge knifes flew at me fast. I dodged the first one but the second swiped across my hand and I screamed.
I kept going through people in my head: friends, relatives, co-workers, people that I had met on the street, when I finally got to my best friend's older sister…. Everything stopped. It laughed and thanked me for the information.
I hadn't said anything aloud, but I guess it had read my thoughts. I looked down and my hand was bleeding profusely.

I woke up and clutched my hand that was still hurting! When I turned on my lamp to look at my hand I was really surprised to see that it was fine. As soon as I saw this the pain vanished.

I didn't sleep for the rest of the night.