The Illusion Is Real

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Tom closes his eyes and begins to dream....a vivid dream he hoped would bring him some peace. This dream of his was violent and unrelenting. As though he was living it and everything he touched, was destroyed. But this did nothing to ease him. In fact it over whelmed him by the second, the longer he dreamed. It made him feel sick, it made him feel pain. He cried in anguish as the content of his stomach began to churn and flow out of his mouth.

 He cried in anguish as the content of his stomach began to churn and flow out of his mouth

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A strange substance drips out of his mouth with no one to reassure him of his existence. No security for his troubled mind. He stands, hunched over with extra appendages appearing and normal ones warping.

His arms and neck darken as a large tail protrudes from under his blue blanket he covered himself with. Gazing down at his hands, his vision is uneven as his consciousness fades in and out.

"W-What?"

Yes, what. What started out as him venting his frustration and repressed self to cope with his slowly dying will, morphs into the very fears he's been hiding from.

As usual he meets the monster he feels he is, but this time. It's almost like it's actually happening. The screams from the people a round him, the chase of the police and the pain of taking a car crashing into him to protect a mother and her baby in a stroller.

He then opens his eyes to sunlight peeking through the blinds.

It seems he has fallen on the floor in the middle of the night, that's most likely why he has pain everywhere

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It seems he has fallen on the floor in the middle of the night, that's most likely why he has pain everywhere.

"I don't want to get up."

So he does not. He only stands so he can get back into bed and sleep for the rest of the day.

Unfortunately, a few moments later he forgot to turn off his alarms since he doesn't have work.

He throws a pillow at it and the clock falls down, braking.

"Uh oh."

.....He does not get up anyway. 

That dead feeling in his body created by the softness of the mattress compels him to fall a sleep a few more hours before his friends knock on his door, waking him up again.

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"Oh come on! I just want to sleep..."

Begrudgingly, Tom gets out of bed and walks over to the front door. It was Matt with Popcorn, movies and a chicken. A live chicken.

"Matt...why did you bring Mr. Chad?"

"He comes back from India and you don't want to spend time with him?"

"Fine...."

Tom lets Matt in with a sigh.

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BYE!

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