eh?

he woke up!
this strange hammering noise caught his ear while he was sleeping. he wasnt in his bedroom where he fell asleep a few hours ago after having a couple of cans in front of the telly.

but where was he? there was a window, so he stood up and walked towards it. the floor had a strange feel to it. it felt wet but wasnt. the curtains were closed.

he stood infront of the closed curtains and wasnt sure wether to open them or not. he had another look around the room and noticed there wasnt a door. how did he got in this room? who brought him here? and more important, why?

he finally decided to open the curtains. his only chance to find a clue what was going on anyway, since there werent any clues or hints in the room itself.

he stepped infront of the curtains, grapped one with each hand firmly and made himself ready to pull open.

*zipp!* he openend his eyes. behind the curtains were...

he woke up!
he sat up and stroke his hand over his sweaty face. what a strange dream.