Shadow men

This is loosely based on a dream I had recently.


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    I am standing in a parking lot. It is night, it is dark. Far darker than any urban parking lot shoulod be, the shadows cling to and wrap around the parked cars. Across the way there is a person standing. All I can make out is a vague human outline. It seems roughly male, or at least not distinctly female. It starts to move, it walks towards me. It moves deliberately, but not quickly. It comes closer to me but does not become any easier to see. It almost seems to pull the darkness along with it.
    I've felt uneasy this whole time, but with every step it takes, fear starts crawling up from my belly, grabbing firmly and sharply around my throat.
   It is twenty feet away. I should be able to see what it is wearing, perhaps a color or two, maybe even a rough facial impression. Yet all that is visible is just this vague and poorly lit form. Ten feet away now. I can see it's eyes. I can see two holes where eyes should be. A pale yellow light leaks out from them, but that light fails to reveal anything.
    I am stepping back now, at the same speed it is stepping forward. I bump into a car and send my hand out behind me to find... anything really. My arm twists behind me as I keep facing forward, not willing to let this thing out of my vision. To my mild shock, I do find something. Something long, smooth, and wooden with a handle. I grab it and charge the few feet between me and the figure.I am holding what seems to be a police baton, but again I am not willing to look to closely at anything other than the figure. I swing at it's head. It falls to it's knees, so I hit it again. The weapon connects with the skull solidly, the impact jars me from my hand to my shoulder. The sound is oddly muffled, like something far away. I keep swinging. I swing until my hand is numb and I am dripping with sweat. I swing until my shoulder burns and I cannot breathe. I swing until I feel something crack beneath my blows, and the figure falls still. Then I run.