[Dingfod]

I was having a lovely dream (the content of which I now forget) when I was awakened by what I thought was someone or something breathing heavily next to my bed. When I opened my eyes, I saw Death standing by my bed, scythe and all. I blinked twice and still saw the image, I instinctively kicked toward this figure standing by my bed. At this, Death seemed to recede to my open closet door. It totally freaked me out. I laid there in the dark, still seeing the shape of Death lurking near my closet. Slowly I could make out the Death-shape was actually my navy blue robe I left hanging on the door.