Bloody Nightmares (creepypasta story) (OLD)
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Ongoing, First published Apr 19, 2014
I thought it was a dream, but it seems reality doesn't know it's own boundaries. That, or it doesn't have any. A nightmarish dream becomes a sick reality, and friends and family are either lost or forgotten. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, they say. Maybe I should listen, for my life will never be normal again.
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Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]