Lucid Dreams

Lucid Dreams

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When four best friends Milo, Gambit, Roxy and, Luna all start having lucid dreams at the same time there lives turn for the worst. During these lucid dreams only 2 of the friends are in each one. But strangely enough all of the dreams become true. Will these four friends be able to fight off there demons or will this be the end for them.
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