Journal Entry 57

I dreamt of a light coming from down the hallway last night. It had a faint pulse that would peak about every couple of seconds. I heard what sounded like faint voices, it almost sounded like chanting. I got out of bed and walked toward the door. I peeked around the corner saw the light was coming from under the closet door. I walked to the closet and slowly began to open it. Just then the door blasted open and knocked me to the floor. There in the door was the Webbed one. It was shaped like a giant spider, it quickly pinned me to the floor and let out a blood-curdling screech. I woke up gasping and sweating. I still am unable to find the key to that closet. Tomorrow I will take the hinges of it. That may calm the nightmare for a while.