Endless Hunt

Date: 7/17/2016

I had a dream.... I was being chased by a man in he may have represented something Death, Fear, a demon, an assassin? I noticed only I could see him, could he have been an illusion? He looked like Ben Stiller in zoolander except with a white turtleneck, shades like in terminator and a white duster. I was running in a suburban neighborhood, I went running through houses trying to lose him. He seemed to catch up never losing me. It lasted days or whatever concept of time I had. People looked at me like I was insane. I almost felt embarrassed if my life wasn't on the line. I ran through a DMV stumbling, bumping and tripping over people. I wasn’t allowed to leave without waiting in line. I ran to the exit anyway, jumped clumsily over a fence into a road people looking at me funny like I was doing parkour. I saw a tunnel with light at the end, that led to the beach I ran after it. I immediately regretted that decision, fool! I cornered myself, I can’t assume he can't swim what if the currents too strong? I ran across the beach toward a metal fence. I was halfway up but realised it was futile. I stopped, dropped down and faced him. I offered it some sort of deal, but I don’t know what it was. He accepted and walked away. I felt a great guilt and remorse from me. Perhaps he represented madness and in the end I couldn't out run my own madness. Well if he was death or an assassin did I offer a life for a life? Did I give up my soul?