THE NIGHTMARE

Last night, I had a terrible nightmare: I dreamed that my family had turned into monsters. The first one I saw was my husband; his head was shaped like a strange, smooth, and shiny ball, with the sunset reflected on it. He had very long legs that ended in something like hooves, but with elongated sheaths over them, allowing him to glide on two legs. The other two legs ended in what looked like small octopus tentacles, moving in every direction.

Thankfully, his whole body was wrapped in dark-colored bandages, hiding the horrors of his sinister form.