I'm awoken from the nightmare, my hands moist and fearfully grasping onto something. As my mind begins to calm I look down only to see my own blood splattered intestines clenched within my fingers.
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Nightmares
I'm awoken from the nightmare, my hands moist and fearfully grasping onto something. As my mind begins to calm I look down only to see my own blood splattered intestines clenched within my fingers.