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Ryan’s POV

I was lying flat on my back, sleeping soundly, alone in my room, floor light was on, and the AC humming in the background. As it’s Saturday night and I'm allowed to not care about tomorrow’s alarm or school to wake up, I was sleeping to get rid of the tiredness. After some time, I tried to turn to my side. I couldn’t. So, I tried to turn to my other side. Still, I couldn’t. I realisedI’m In half asleep and half awake state of mind, I tried to lift my arms up and raise one of my legs, but I couldn’t. I was practically immobile but there was nothing on my hands and feet that were tying me down. I even tried to open my eyes, but couldn’t; my upper and lower eyelids weren’t parting, hence blurring my vision. Since I was on my back, my view is somehow limited to the ceiling with peripheral vision that was also blurred. I knew I was half asleep and half awake, and I couldn’t shake it off.

Then a tall shadow of a man in a trench coat appeared in my peripheral vision. I panicked