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WARNING Before you read this story, I'm letting you know now...it will not have a happy ending. Some stories just aren't meant to end within a fairytale, some things are simply Ephemeral. George finds himself falling into a repeated dream where he meets a freckled boy in an abandoned amusement park. What starts as a confusing nightmare may very well turn out to be his escape. PSA there will be warnings at the start of any chapters that will contain sensitive topics. The creators are merely used as characters in this story; like most other fanfictions. By this, I mean things such as their appearance, personalities and names. In this story, all 4 boys are 17 and in their final year of high school. In NO WAY is any of this story accurate to the creator's real lives. I hope you enjoy
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For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]

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