Reflection

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"What do you mean Devin?"
"I knew what happened in your dream, I know what happens in everybody's dreams.  Each of us shadow people-"
"Shadow people?" I asked.
"Whenever someone dies unhappy, they become a shadow like me.
"But I don't see you."
My heart ached for a moment... Really badly.
"Now do you see me?"
"Yeah."
It was true he was a shadow. Quite tall yet scrawny. His hands were robotic looking with long fingers with the tips being as sharp as a needle. He was a demon.
"So as I was saying." He went on "Each of us shadow people are given a special job. My job is to control peoples dreams. I asked you to leave earlier. You didnt listen. So everything that just happened was your fault from your man dying to your dream was becayse of you."

**Sorry for not posting in quite a while**

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