I can see you.

I can see you.

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Dreams are real. Imagine a world where your nightmares are someone elses reality. And then imagine walking into someones nightmare. And then imagine you killed a person, imagine you killed a person in your dreams. Imagine the person you killed was not supposed to have died that night. What happens when Sammy walks into a nightmare, a nightmare about him. Imagine you can see dead people. Imagine, death, blood, suicide, love, hate, birth, incurable diseases. Imagine a life where you could control a person. How is that possible? Domestic violence? "I never wanted to kill. I am not naturally evil. Such things I do, Just to make myself More attractive to you. Have I failed?"
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