Death has many faces

I swear I saw it. That big black thing. I looked almost like a dog only it stood like a man. Now I know you think I’m crazy but I saw it. That’s why he died. It held him there while he strangled to death. It told him to do it. What? Of course it doesn’t talk to me. I told you I’m not crazy. I just see the thing. He was my best friend you know? He helped me through a lot maybe that’s why I... Why do you always interrupt me? You always ask me questions and interrupt. I know how it sounds, but I saw it. I told you a millions times, it has a flat face, like a bat, and it stands about seven feet tall, and it has black hair all over it’s body. It legs bend funny and... Hey what are you writin’, Doc? Delusional? I am not delusional! I saw it! I already told you from the beginning. Why do you always make me tell you the same story over and over? Okay. I was at home sleeping on the couch. In my dream I saw this big monster thing. It was tall, about seven feet. Are you getting all of this? Okay. It had a face like a bat but it’s legs bend like a dog, and it stood like a man. It was covered in black hair. No not fur. It was hair, much like the little bit that’s left on your head. Hehe. And he was talking into my friends ear. Whispering. I’m not superman. Of course I couldn’t hear what it was saying. And it held this rope up into a small bar in the basement. Then my friend got up on the washer and put the rope around his neck. Then he stepped off the washer. It stood there holding the rope and smiled as he died. Then I woke up. When the sun came up his sister called and said he had hung himself, but I know he didn’t do it. That thing did it. Now c’mon Doc you know as well as I do that I’m not crazy. It spoke to him much like it speaks to you. You know what I’m talking about! It sits with you in your office and tells you things. I see the look in your eyes when it speaks! You know! It’s just a matter of time before it gets to you too! WAIT! NO! Don’t call them in here! Get away from me with that thing! I’M NOT CRAZY! I’M NOT! DON’T STICK ME WITH...that...needle.
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I slept fine nurse. Yeah yeah whatever, just give me the damn pill if you want me to take it. When’s my appointment with the Doc? He what? In his office? I told him that thing was coming for him. Who found him? Oh really. Last night? After I...? Hmm, who knew the wonderful Doc kept a pistol in his desk, aye? Well wake me up when you decide what to do with me today. Yeah yeah, blah blah blah. You doctors and nurses are all the same. Just drug pushers. Hey Nurse? Don’t listen when he talks. Don’t give me the who do you mean. That thing. It’s not the Doc. It’s something else, something dark. Just block it out and you’ll be fine