He's Supposed To Be Dead.
I had a horrible nightmare last night. I was on a walk with Rowan, when in the corner of my eye I saw him. He looked like a fucking animal. He was covered in plants and his eyes looked like they were just FULL of rage. I tried to ignore it, but I panicked. "He's supposed to be dead, so why is he here?", I thought. After a while, he got way closer. He was going to attack. Rowan immediately started running, dragging me along with it. She was obviously panicked too. He kept chasing until I had a weird idea. I felt like I had to do something, to fight back. So I told Rowan to let me go, which she did, and..
I hit him. I attacked him with my cane.
He fell to the ground, hissing at me like an animal. I kept attacking, I was mad, I guess. Rowan joined in too before getting nervous. We were both nervous, really. After a while Rowan kicked him one last time before grabbing me and running off once more.
I still don't know how to feel about all of that. It was.. it was something.