we're almost to the end I promise you I feel like I'm running and all of a sudden his arm is in the air his knife is in his hands And I'm realizing I'm dreaming and I'm like telling myself, wake up, wake up. You need to wake up. You're about to be killed in this dream. You need to wake up. You have to wake yourself up. And as like the knife is coming down, I'm able to wake myself up. But it's one of those like I woke up and I'm sweating and I'm panting. Like this is real life you woke up? Yes. And then immediately I go, well, that's a sign I'm about to be murdered in this house. So it's 1 o'clock in the morning, 12.30, 1 o'clock in the morning. And I go, you know what the proper thing to do is now? Get out of bed, check the window locks, the door locks, my house alarm, and prepare for a fight. So I went through my entire house. I pulled out every window. I checked every door. I reset my alarm on my house. And then I grabbed a knife from my kitchen, a butcher knife, and I touched with it the remainder of my night on my bedside table.