#NaPoWriMo - day twenty four

A dream: I’m washing the dishes and turn around to see someone walking out of the hallway towards the door carrying something. I realize there’s someone else right behind me, a stranger. I know he’s going to hit me, perhaps kill me. Don’t, don’t, don’t I say but he strikes me and keeps striking me and keeps striking me. A dream: I’m washing the dishes and turn around to see someone walking out of…