Dreams can be Reality

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This is a dream I've been having for a little while. I decided to make it a fully fledged story on Quotev, not sure if I should here.
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It was the biggest party of the year, and Judy was in the bathroom. She had been having an anxiety attack over the note she discovered in her pocket.

It read, "Hello Judy Hopkins. You must be wondering why you have this letter, well I'll tell you. Remember your friend Madison Remore? Well she's done something to me that is simply unforgivable. So I'll need you to bring her to my house at 122Windecer Street. Third house down. You better bring her to me, or else the consequences will be grave.
Sincerely, Lana Gratche."

Lana was known for being incredibly violent. So Judy had no idea what she could possibly do to her.

Just as Judy left the bathroom, screaming. That was all she heard. Wild frantic screaming. It was unlike the screaming you'd hear at a party, it was filled with pure fear and confusion.

Suddenly, Lana approached Judy. She was clutching a very bloody knife like it was her lifeline. Everyone had run away by this point.

Lana grabbed Judy's shoulder while saying "Where is she?!" She stabbed Judy's shoulder, making her fall on her back.

Lana screamed "WHERE IS SHE?!" Judy was crying both from fear and pain, "I-I'm sorry! I did-didn't see the note until e-earlier!"

Lana was right in above Judy now. She stabbed her dead in the chest, but not deep enough to where it could kill her, but deep enough to where it sends a message.

"Too bad. Bring me Madison, got it."

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