The good thing about sleeping is sleeping.
The bad part about sleeping is the nightmares.
Last night's episode was a manic remix of some more terrible scenes. Humans being ripped to shreds by big cats. Who knew that lions were such messy eaters? Women being trafficked as sex slaves. Myself, hiding from antagonistic traffickers and being left with the choice of being captured or eaten by a big cat.
And somehow, amongst it all, I dreamed of you.
We were an us. Married, I think.
Cruel, cruel nightmares.
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Spoke to you and you asked me what happened next in my nightmare and suddenly I remembered.
I lured the trafficker into a trap and had him eaten alive by a lion.
After speaking to you I realised that maybe I was the nightmare all along.
