I stopped in my tracks, and then I heard the noise again. It was the most devastating sound my eardrums had ever witnessed. It was like a thousand pieces flint scraping against a black board. I tried to run but my legs felt like lead. Finally when the uncontrollable screeching stopped I could barley move. Then I gasped and fell to the floor, I tried to scramble up off the dirty ground however my legs and arms did not agree with me.. After a while I managed to get up and saw the most reassuring thing ever. My bed, my room. It was just a dream.