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It's cold, demonic face stares at me. I am frightened, I don't know what to do. Nobody believes me, nobody. As it gets closer, I start to worry more and more, I figure if I close my eyes, it will just go away.
    I squeezed my eyelids together, and opened them to reveal nothing but a beautiful winter scene, with nothing making it anything out of the ordinary. "Oh god." I whispered to myself. This was going to be a long night after all.

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