Blood. There's blood everywhere. Over the floor, dripping from the ceiling, oozing off the walls. The tension fills the room as I stare at the door waiting for him to come in and start his new session. Oh god, I hear the footsteps, please save me god, let me wake up from this dreaded nightmare!
"Ahh!" Jason screamed as he awoke, gasping for air. "Oh thank god, it was all a dream, it all seemed too real.", he said. "It's so dark in here, I should really turn on the light," he thought to himself as he attempted to get out of bed. "Wait... I'm not in bed, this is a chair...", he stated shakily. His fears grew as he realized that it was no dream, he was actually in peril. Tears welled in his eyes as he began to think back into just how he got into this bad of a mess. "It's absurd. How all this started because of something so ridiculous." He repeated to himself until his eyes shut close from exhaustion.
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Awoken
Teen FictionJason awakens in his room, sweating. It seems he had quite the dream the night before. Only as his senses stabilize, he realizes he's not in his room and all that definitely wasn't a dream. Follow Jason as he experiences the moments leading up to th...
