Bigger than a man yet so much smaller.

It was the most vivid nightmare, yet. It's been three nights, and I still can't shake it.

I could hear the muffled bellows of his voice reprimanding you, a voice filled with hatred and disgust--the too-familiar voice of my childhood.
The walls were shaking as he threw you against them.
The pounding of his crazed steps down the hallway assured me that this was no nightmare--this was real.
I can still feel the adrenaline rush that told me that I was the only one who could save you.
I held you as you shook, and I called for help.
I told the police that, now, he was trying to kill my brother and they just had to take him to jail.
This was it.