A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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"Wake me up..." Joyce had previously said. She was trapped in her nightmare for that specific night. After that nightmare was gone, Joyce thought she had woken up. She looked at the dark closet. This time, she had the urge to close it. Never again will she open an unknown door in her nightmare. At least that is what she thought.
Her feet touched something wet as she was getting out of bed. What she thought to be a pool of water was a pool of blood. The blood flowed in the form of a river current to the closet. Joyce's curiosity got the best of her. She desperately wanted to know what was inside that closet. Although if she entered, it would soon be one of her greatest regrets.
She decided to look at what was inside. In there, she could see Lucy's burned body. It looked as if she was alive. Joyce went up to her and asked, "Lucy, you're... here? Alive and well?"
Lucy ignored Joyce and swam all over the blood. Lucy looked more psychotic than ever. She laughed as blood dripped down her mouth. The blood inside her mouth caused her to choke, which led to her splashing down in the pool of blood.
Joyce's nightmares just got worse as they changed. The closet broke apart, leading Joyce to fall deep into the abyss of her nightmare. She smacks the ground and gets up carefully.
She was now in a dark house. She walked to find an exit. Instead, she found her family hanging from the dark corners of the house.
In the corner, she saw a little girl. She tried extending her hand to touch the girl. The girl turned around in seconds. "Delilah?" Joyce asked with unease.
Delilah responded, "Family having fun up there. I want to have fun too." Joyce grabbed Delilah by the hand and went in search of an exit. Within seconds, she lost her grip. Delilah was no longer near.
Joyce jumped into her next nightmare. She saw Sherrie in different clothing. She looked like a shadow. "Sherrie! What are you doing!?" Sherrie turns around to look at Joyce.
In Joyce's eyes, Sherrie had a pale face and a very wide smile. As Joyce looked closer, she noticed that Sherrie had shot Delilah. "Sherrie! What the hell!?"
Joyce went up to Delilah's body. There it lay cold. Sherrie grabbed Delilah and took her into the dark. Joyce only heard the sound of bones fracturing. "Delilah, no!" Joyce now cried.
"Why are you crying, Joyce?" asked an unknown voice. It was Lexie's voice. "Why are you even here?" asked Joyce. Lexie responded, "Because you brought me here. Come with me and we'll escape this nightmare. And why do you look so scared if you know this is your horrid imagination? You're creating all these psychotic images because you have no idea how to control your psychotic thoughts. Let loose and become what you need to be. So, are you coming with me?"
Joyce replied, "It all just seems too real. How can I trust you!?" "Just do!" Joyce heard children laughing from behind her. She had no choice but to follow Lexie.
