when i was young i had many nightmares about a man in a black robe and hood that was trying to kill me, you couldnt see his face, but only his hands which had long demonish nails, one dream i had, the last in fact, he cornered me, i lookedover and there was a table, i looked back at him, he was walking towards me, i looked back at the table and there was a pistol on it, i got it and said "its over" and i shot him and immediatly i woke up, i havent had a dream about him since