Blinding
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Last published Tue, Aug 5, 2014
"Well, dreams, they feel real while we're in them, right? It's only when we wake up that we realize that something was actually strange..." - Inception
Jane has been experiencing 'false awakenings' since a very young age; but as she grows older, it keeps getting worse. She keeps waking up to an endless amount of dreams. She doesn't know if she's awake or asleep most of the time. Will she find a way to stop this from happening, or is it already too late?
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