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The next day I went with my wife to her counseling appointment her counselor was an actuallu nice person she liked my mask I gave her a thumbs up because I only talk to my wife and I can talk to my mom telepathically so I sat in the other chair and just listened to their conversation.
At some point they were talking about a video game called dead by daylight and her counselor was asking how you survive when you're the survivor.
So Ames told her what to do,then Ames said I hope they add Jason Voorhees to the game because the game Friday the 13th sucks lol!
Her counselor laughed and oh ok?
Then they were talking about movies and a horror movie called Halloween ends.
Their conversation was interesting to say the least.
Then they scheduled an appointment for the following Friday and Ames asked if I could come with her to art group as a guess and her counselor said of course.
The drive home was in silence I reached over and grabbed Ames hand in my hand while driving with one hand on the steeringwheel.
I noticed she kept looking out the passaget window.
When I pulled up to our apartment I went around to her side and opened the door and picked her up in my arms and carries her upstairs to our apartment,I opened it without having to set her down and I carried her to our bedroom and gently laid her on the bed and got comfortable and laid beside her she acted distant.
I pulled her into my arms and took my mask off and kissed her beautiful face.
I noticed tears in her eyes.
I pulled back and looked at her wondering what was causing the upset?
Babygirl what's wrong?
Everything seemed fine at your appointment.
She didn't respond I kissed her again.
I however just noticed she was asleep having a nightmare.
I got up and grabbed a glass of cold water and right before I poured it on her she started screaming and a claw mark appeared on her cheek as if someone smacked her .
I shook her awake and poured the cold water down her shirt.
Her eyes widen and she went to say something then she looked at the big mirror over the dresser and screamed louder and ran from the bedroom.

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