My dream about my husband killing me was just a dream, until it wasn't. скачать в хорошем качестве

My dream about my husband killing me was just a dream, until it wasn't.

It started with a terrifying nightmare that my husband was chasing me through a dark forest with a hatchet. I woke up screaming, but he told me it was only a dream. Then things began to change. A strange, cruel anger I had never seen before. He said he got a nasty splinter from some old, rotted wood, but I didn't think much of it. Now we're at his family's isolated cabin deep in the woods. I just woke up because Rhys wasn't in bed. He is in the other room, with the hatchet in his hands, slowly sharpening the blade. When he turns around, his face is a terrifying, manic grin. I run into the raging storm outside, but I can hear his heavy footsteps getting closer and closer. He screams "Found you!" from right behind me, and as I feel the air shift from his swing, something else erupts from the darkness to save my life. #nosleep #horrorstories #scarystories #redditstories #creepy #husband #cabininthewoods #nightmare #terrifying #askreddit