There's a reoccurring dream I've had four times now.

It always starts the exact same, but ends differently.

The main part of the dream goes as follows.

I'm walking along a sidewalk by a speedway near my old neighborhood with homes on the left

hand side and businesses on the right.

It's pitch black.

Not a single car passes by.

Where I'm walking to is unclear.

On the opposite side of the speedway walks a skinny man dressed completely in black with

a hoodie.

He turns his head at me while still walking, and it's clear that he's wearing a white

latex mask.

I suddenly become uneasy because he doesn't look like someone I'd want to meet, especially

at night, and he's aware of my presence.

At this point I decide it's best that I turn around and go back to my old house.

I stop walking and the strange man turns away and continues moving forward to my relief.

I stand there for a few seconds until the man is far off in the distance.

Then I turn around and walk back to my home.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps behind me.

I look out the corner of my eye and see that the man is following me and getting very close.

My heart begins to pound and I quicken my pace, wondering how he got behind me so fast

when he was so far away from me and they all started the street just a second ago.

...