The visitor
It was around 9 A.M when Hao Xuan woke up the next day. Even though he got some sleep but it wasn't very pleasant. He kept having nightmares about being chased by something. But the strange thing was that as soon as he opened his eyes all the details about it were forgotten.
He didn't remember why some 'thing' was chasing him, only that he could never stop otherwise it would be the end of him for good.
"Same one again," he mumbled and massaged his temples while sitting on the side of the bed. He would usually have a headache for a little bit after having this dream. And this had happened about 4 times before so it was nothing new.