Paralysis.

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3:31 am.

I had a vocal practice in just a couple of hours. I couldn't sleep...I had another nightmare again. 

Why were there so much WEIRD and random nightmares every single time? It's frustrating.

I looked over at my dark room, with a figure of guilt coming over me.

Humanoid, all black, filled with eyes...and just one mouth whispering in my ear.

"You're the worst..."

I sighed, looking back at the figure, then went back to sleep.


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