Dream again.

I had the dream again. I went down for a small nap and he was there again. Black mask, unreadable expression on the mask, staring at me from the edge of my bed. 

He never touches me or even touches the bed. He just stares. His eyes are so bright in the darkness, reflecting the light of my own fear back at me. Is he afraid too? Afraid of what?

I need to take my medication again.