I knew why she was here, gathering everyone in this arena. This was all because of me, and I was supposed to be center stage; but I was hiding against this wall, able to see when she walked by but unable to be necessarily caught.
The moment came when she was about to pass by the fairly long hallway I was in. I was trying to keep my eyes off of her, to see her in my peripheral. That's when I felt another presence, and I heard the sweetest voice I had ever heard. I couldn't comprehend what she was saying, and I didn't see her face but I suddenly felt tired. She then touched me and I tried to turn to see her face, but it all went black.
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HorrorJust something I'm basing on a dream I had. This will be on hold until I get feedback.
