Talk about being Sacred...

HELP…


Talk about being scared! You’ve probably never been more scared in your entire life. You’ve never died in a nightmare have you? You always get so scared that you wake up.
Yeah right.
Probably not.
1/100000 chance.
Here’s my story…
I was sitting at a desk in a dim let room with all the doors locked, all the windows draped and closed, writing an essay.
BOOM!
A crash came from the west wing and I tried to open the door. Locked from the outside. Door to the east wing? Locked from the outside. Door to the South Wing? Locked from the outside. Door to the abandoned north wing? OPEN. I walked out, no maps that there used to be.
“Hey professor I need to ask you a small question.” A chill went down my spine. I looked around in all directions.
“What is your name?” No one there, but a weak and cold voice whispering to me.
“I’m Dr. Hu!” I yelled loudly. I took out my pen.
“Good. Good. Good.” It seemed to be amused. Then I screamed.
“Who are you?” I asked, shaking horribly. “You do not need to ask any questions my good man.” That evil and toneless voice made me even more scared.
“Pi?” The voice asked me again, even, but chilling.
“3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164062862089986280348253421170679
8214808651328230664709384460955058223172535940812848111745028410270193852110555964462294895493038196
4428810975665933446128475648233786783165271201909145648566923460348610454326648213393607260249141273
724587006606315588174881520920962829254091715364367892590360011330530548820466521384146951941511609.” I replied.
“You’re pretty smart.” It said. Suddenly, a small, shiny blade came at my throat, and two skeletons arose out of the metal ground, and suddenly, a lot of people were on hangs, thick ropes around their necks, motionless…
“You’re next, old man.” The voice called out and the skeletons crackled to life. Then, as if they were real live humans in skin, grabbed the knife and cut some rope and tied it around my neck. I shrieked and was lifted up through the dusty air and then hung from the air, and then, death laid its blanket over me.
I woke up…