Ashley POV
This was it, I saw the wendigo walk up to the door, but it wasn't just that. It was him. His head was in its hands, I could see the rest of his body in the background.
"No... no!" I yelled, reaching for the door handle, Mike grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"We have to go to the basement."
"But C-"
"Ashley I'm sorry."
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"NO!" I jolted up in my bed, I sighed, this nightmare again.
I quickly grabbed my phone and went to Chris' contact.
Ashley: It happened again
Chris: What?
Ashley: You know the nightmare
Chris: Oh, are you ok?
Ashley: Yeah, we have therapy tomorrow with Dr. Hill, right?
Chris: Yeah, tell me about it when I pick you up.
I sighed and payed back down, my breath shaking a little.
But what if he did die?
I slammed my pillow down on my face, trying not to think about it. My cat, Sebastian, named after a character from one of my favorite animes meowed, confused. I laughed and tried to fall back asleep, but in a different dream.
