You have no idea

Wheezing, you flounder on the cold asphalt for a moment as you figure out which way is down. Struggling to your feet you look wildly around. What the hell? You... she... How'd you get here? You're just outside your apartment building but you feel a nagging rising from the back of your mind. Something's not right. Everything seems... harsher somehow. Like someone had turned the contrast up for your eyes. You check yourself over but find nothing except a little dirt on your clothes.

You jump at the sound of a garbage can falling over across the street. Squinting, you can just barely make out a shape hidden by shadows.... Two light-reflecting eyes blink slowly back at you. You reason to yourself it's probably just a really... big.... cat... You start walking to the door, a cold sweat breaking out over your body.

Suddenly, every shadow seems to flicker slightly, every sound becomes threatening, you can feel eyes upon you, you're sure of it. You break into a run halfway across the street, sprinting to the door and throwing yourself inside. It takes a moment for you to collect yourself and then you peer outside. Nothing.

Feeling as though you're in some kind of nightmare you trepidatiously start up the stairs, feeling both nervous and relieved as you reach your apartment. Once inside you lock the door and take a deep breath. You were probably just stressed. A little tea, an old movie, some rest, and everything would be fine in the morning. You tiredly slip out of your clothes, flop down on your couch, reach for the remote... and scream.