I woke up gasing for air, that dream felt so real. I thought that creature was really killing me, after roll everyone does not get such terrible dreams.
"Your ok son?"the cab driver asked with concern all over his face.
"Just a bad dream, but it feelt so real". "Hmm, most of the people get bad dreams in New Orleans". I didn't know what reply should I give for the drivers statement.
After 5 minutes we reached our destination. Kristin was waiting there for me, she was jumping with happiness"where do you want to go?"I asked her."hey I know a good club here we shall go there and have a blast"