The dream

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She does as she's told. She's obedient. I like that, but unless she can grow a pair and boss up, she'll die out here. If she had a pair already, she would have shot the guy, not me. I have a fit trying to fall asleep. I've done this a million times. Why does tonight feel so different?

As I lay sleeping, I dream a horrible dream. I feel as though I'm floating. My eyes glow bright green in the light of the full moon in the graveyard, Sarah behind me cowering in fear. Why is she so scared? And then I see it. A hand sticking out of a grave. It's moving. A corpse rises with hollow eyes glowing red. Next thing I know, the sky turns a dark red and fire erupts from the ground. The earth under my feet caves in with no warning, and I fall to a fiery death as the corpse stands over head laughing at me.
I wake with a start. I'm soaked in sweat and shaking like a chihuahua. No more sleep for me.

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