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Papers everywhere, scattered around the couch, on the Tv. The room was a mess. A lamp lay on the floor unbroken and a table off to the side near the window looked like it had been thrown clear across the room.

"Laurence . . . . Who would do this?"

On the wall, still dripping, was a message in thick black paint.

Leave the past alone witch.

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"Well as you all know You've all been having some very strange dreams this past week and some of you had them during the day"

"And some of them had lasting effects when we woke up"

"Like what?"

"Like my eyes glowing red after I dreamed about becoming a shadow knight."

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"I-I was a monster"

"Travis . . . . When I first saw my eyes go red I thought I was a monster too . . ."

"But . . I'm not, Who I was back then isn't who I am now"

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Dreams are the least of our problems. It started with the dreams. Memories so real it felt like it just happened. Then it went worse. When Laurence hit his head when he saw the blood red eyes of a demon, that shouldn't have been there putting him in the hospital. Then when Vylad's eyes were staying red constantly, and he was having nightmares every night. Kawaii chan falling asleep and never waking up. Then the truth came out. 

This wasn't random. Someone wanted us to feel all of this, and they were after more than just our suffering. They were out for someone's life.

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  "Let's dance, big brother"  

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