Man in the Attic

Dreamt the other night of noises from the attic.

Had to explore, with my wife and daugther below very scared, (and so was I).

I peered around to find a single bed to my left and then, as I turned to my right, a much larger bed with a huge man inside.

He was quick to his feet and moving towards me. This was no polite social call.

My wife had to wake me as I was punching the wardrobe.

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