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I see it coming in slow motion. The way the blade flipped out towards me. The anger, the fear, the sadness, and evil in his eyes. I can't take my eyes off of him. And when I move its too late.
Perfection. A word so demonetizing, and shattering to the soul. A feeling that Olivia knows all too well. But after losing weight, and gaining friends, she finally started to feel like it was possible to live without pain. That is, until the nightmares come back.
It started out simple. Her friend, Jose helping her after a tragic accident. A dream that made all her friends swoon and gush. How did something so uncomplicated, turn into a complex, mass homicide? How did it all become so real, when reality felt like another world away?