Running outside the house was a redheaded boy, charging towards the back entrance from outside.

A shadow of his former self was chasing after him, his eyes glowing bright purple, sharp teeth grinning and a glitchy, distorted echo of a static noise was being heard as its claw like finger's wrapped themselves around a bright purple knife.

The boy sent himself into a halt, the creature stopping as well, grinning, thinking it has won. The boy turns around and faces the creature of shadow.

"You aren't nothing to me." Spoke out the boy, making the creatures weapon disappear, "You will never be anything to me! You will never hurt me. You are just part of an illusion, imagination, you won't be able to hurt me in my dreamscape or the real world if you could." The creature screeched (enderman screech.) As it heard those words be spoken. The shadow begun to fall on its knees, holding its head.

The boy looked straight at it and grabbed its wrists, making the creature screech as its wrists began to crack like a broken mirror exposing a bright light. "You will never harm me even if you wanted to. I'm glad I tore you down just by a simple surprise." Said the boy as the shadow's body cracked and soon shattered. The world turning from gray into normal colors again.

"You are just a dream to me." Told the boy before closing his eyes and opening them again, this time waking up in his room.