He'll come back again and again

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It started off as me and some boy my age (I'm 16) running through a jail cell trying to get out. We were climbing up the walls, jumping over stumps and trying to get back to my home. We keep running and hop the fence that leads to my neighbors yard. Were hiding behind trees as we see the police drive past us on the road. The boy walks down to the neighbors house as I walk to mine. My house looks all rundown though. I open my door and walk through the kitchen where plates are broken and moldy food is everywhere with the floor ripped, so I continue onto my living room. It looks like people hadn't been in that room in years, everything was dusty, mice were crawling around and I stop in horror as I see my best friend being torn apart and tortured. Blood was everywhere, his flesh flying about, his screams echoed through the house as the stranger ripped him apart happily. I run out of the house with it still replaying in my mind. I go back in and it replays again and again and again. Finally it stops and everything starts going backwards. I see my friend being put back together and hes screaming backwards words as if he was when time was going forward but he wasnt, he was screaming in pain but not saying anything. I cry outside my house and I walk back in one more time. My friend is now screaming "You have to run! Far as you can! He'll come back again and again!" And then it stopped, I closed my eyes tightly and when i opened them everything looked normal, there was no blood, no screaming....nothing.

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