My Night

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It was Friday night. As ordinary as ever. Most people would be happy that it's Friday, but for a boring, no-lifed person like me, Nagito Komaeda, I just go "ah, it's Friday, October 13th. I looked over at  the TV. Just normal everyday news; Donald Trump's death, Fortnite gets banned from every country, and the world ending. Normal news. I think of heading to bed, so I grab my every night glass of bleach and head to bed with my care-bear onesie. And I got an unusual dream that night.

I wake up in the middle of no where, "Totally fine" I think, and prepare for a walk home. But then I hear a loud rumble, no, running, ah, no. I turn around expecting a stampede, like a dream I had 69 nights ago. But I see a humongous dog running toward me. "How peculiar" I think


Then I proceed to die from natural causes in my sleep.


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