About 3 hours later, I fell asleep in the waiting room. I had a nightmare, where I had to relive the same terrifying moment over and over again. In it, I was sitting at the dinner, with my dead parents sharing a last meal, they were covered in blood, but it pleasant in a way and suddenly I heard a noise from my room, I was asked to check it out, maybe one of the street cats got in. In walked the stairway towards my room, and suddenly the door burst wide open and there was a woman standing, dressed in a glowing gown blocking my way to my room, she was holding a cat in her arms, she had broken chains tied around her neck and wrist and long hairs that reached her shoulder, her eyes were bloody red, she walked towards me and whispered M-A-N-S-O-N, and I felt her saliva on my shoulders, and suddenly Sher ripped my heart out. And I was forced to relive that nightmare over and over again until the cop who looked similar to the lady in my nightmare but well done woke me…