“Wake up!” … Who is that? Where am I? I am awake. What is going on? Why am I holding a knife? Why are there blood and symbols drawn on the walls everywhere? … “ I see you! *giggles*” Huh? Feeling lost and unsure of the situation, I was suddenly grabbed from behind by the waist and neck by what looks like tree vines that are in wine red colour. It suddenly twist my head to the back and I felt the snapped … everything went blank … I saw the light and chased after it but somehow, what I did next was turning off my alarm. Why am I laying down on the bed? Did I just had a nightmare? Confused and dazed, I got up from the bed and saw what haunted me most was my own brother hung by the neck right in front of me. I could not scream, I could not cry, I could not do anything but to sit and stare at his corpse and what comes next was his eyes suddenly popped open staring upon me and he started shouting, “YOU DID THIS TO ME! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!” And that is when I know that reality, dreams and nightmare, their all the same. Nothing is real, nothing is fake, it’s all in your mind.