When Evil come true

I was running. Don't know why. As I looked behind, a man was running after me. He was scary with protruding eyes, face burnt on one side, his smile bringing the most deadliest thought in the mind. Suddenly I tumbled and fell down. He was coming close. I was stepping back slowly not knowing what to do. My face was full of sweat, hands trembling. Heart skipped a beat. He caught me tightly. I shouted. I hesitated. But the dreadful smile on his face only grew bigger and he said, " you can never win over me ". His voice was blunt and hoarse, a sound that was difficult to tolerate. I gathered courage. He drew closer. My hand felt something. I held it tight and stabbed him. His face became pale. He left me. He stepped back in pain. I thought I succeeded.

" What have you done! " a familiar voice came. I was startled. "Tom" I cried. I woke up. There was Tom with a piece of glass in his stomach, bleeding heavily. A broken glass of water on the side table. I stabbed Tom! The love of my life!" Tom " I ran to him, crying uncontrollably. What have I done! It was just a dream. I cursed myself. As I was making Tom stand and trying to take him to the hospital, I felt something behind and I turned back. There was the same wicked face with the same dreaded smile right on the mirror. He smiled even more and a voice said, " I WON "