EPISODE 226

[suspenseful music] I've always been fascinated with dreams, so when I get stuck for story ideas, I will sometimes turn to dreams.

I used to think nightmares were just stress, the unconscious trying to make sense of unresolved issues.

But now I'm not so sure.

It began three weeks ago.

I dreamt I was walking through a railway station late at night.

[footsteps] At first, there was no one else there.

Then I noticed someone standing at the far end of the platform.

He was tall, wearing a black suit.

But when I tried to look at his face, something distracted me.

Train approaching on platform seven.

Train approaching platform seven.

Then I woke up.

I had the dream again the next night, only this time the man came nearer to me.

I remember thinking that it was wrong, that I shouldn't be there.

Then he spoke.

You missed your train.

Before I could answer, I woke up.

You look awful.

My friend Angie didn't mince her words.

Seriously, when did you last sleep?

I told her about the dreams.

That doesn't sound scary.

Well, it is.

It is scary.

It feels more like I'm remembering something instead of just dreaming it.