Part I.

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Part I.


 

Screams.

Blood.

Water.

I need water. I need help. Help.

“Run, little nymph, run. We're going to get you, anyway.”

A shiver runs down my spine. I need to run faster, but my feet burn like hell.

They are going to catch me.

The leave under my feet wettens my skin and I nearly slip, but I can't stop running. “Ah!” A sharp branch cuts my arm and suddenly a rough hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me.

“Got you,” it's a hot breathe on the back of my neck and then a throbbing pain in my head.

My body raises from the bed in a quick motion. Just a dream. Just a dream. I stare down at the bedsheets, trying to calm my breath. Why can't it just go away? Fuck.

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