Okay..I'll bite: A long narrow, overgrown lane way during the day. I'm slowly picking my way along, looking desperately for my daughter, but she's little, not 33. The whole time knowing I have to find her before "it" does. But I don't know what "it" is. The day turns black and the clouds hang low, I feel like I could touch them, as I hear some one's daughter call out to them. Not my daughter but I move in that direction.

I'm trying to get off the lane but the weeds grow thicker as I move making it impossible to breach. I can hear someone's child yelling much more frantically but I can't move. I try to scream out for help but no sound will leave my throat.

Then I'm in an empty room. The air is stifling hot as if there is fire on the other side of the padlocked door. Looking around I start to see something rodent-like running along the edges of the room...back and forth frenzied movement. Suddenly I feel no longer alone. I turn to face the door only to find a dark, dense mass standing in front of me...yet I'm not afraid.....

And my alarm goes off.