It was early in the morning, you let out a slight yawn as you sat up on the couch. You looked up at the TV, seeing if anything was getting better or worse, but the homeowner walked in, expecting something, and you know what. You stood up as you showed him everything to prove that you weren't a Visitor, no white perfect teeth, no bloodshot eyes, no hairy pits, nails were clean along with your ears. But for some reason, he pointed his shotgun at you, you froze, he's seen you many times, he's searched you many times, why was this happening.

You looked down at yourself, wait a minute, why were your nails so dirty? You've never gotten into anything. You took a slight step back as you glanced at a mirror, Jesus! Why were your eyes so red?! Why were your teeth perfectly white?! You looked back then got blasted in the face

You gasped and yelled out as you sat up on the couch, someone holding onto you tightly

"Hey! Hey! Easy. It was just a dream"

The man said, it...was just a dream?...oh thank God...

He continued to hold you, rubbing your arms to try and calm you down, you never thought he was the type of person to calm someone down, speaking he didn't like a lot of people, especially the ones in his home

"Try and relax...I'm right here, everything's gonna be alright..."