Another imaginary story

Silently I stepped in to that path. The sound of wood cracking was suddenly echoing in my ears. Blatantly I got the goosebumps. Just when I was about to open the door, somebody pulled my hand. I was taken a back but I couldn't scream. I don't know just how, my voice was like gone. I dared myself to look at that person. That person is male. He was tall, circa 6.0 feet tall with the curly dark hair, dark skin. Something in him made me stunned. His eyes reminds me of someone. He took me to another room. Then he sat before me, I was remain still. He looked at me deeply.

"So, how's life?" asked him
I was trying to reply, but my voice was still gone. As if he realized what was happening with me, he gently touched my lips. Amazingly I can talk again.
"My life is fine..."  I still have to control myself.
"Don't say..fine...you know what fine means, right? He smiled.
"I want to go from here, please let me..." I plead him.
"Why do you want to go..."He asked me back
"Yeah, cos this is a nightmare"..
"Hahahahahhahaha" His laughter echoed in the room...
"This is not a nightmare...or even a dream...This is too real to be a dream.., You will see me visit you regularly, And certainly you can never define it, whether it's a dream or a nightmare..."