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Turned Nightmare
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Continúa, Has publicado ene 31, 2024
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After mark just got into collage he started to have trouble sleeping a few months ago. he started developing eye bags and he could barely focusing on his studies. 

One night when he tried to sleep again he didn't manage to get some rest until mid night when he felt his eyes getting tired. his thoughts where about to drift to sleep until he suddenly heard something. it was underneath his bed as the sense of something off made him worry that he wanted to check it out until he notices something. He couldn't move. his whole body was in paralysis as the sense of something off is slowly coming towards him until he saw it.

Something large, and black starring up at him with it's red eyes with a hint of danger and lust?
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I couldn't stop trembling even more now. I calmed down a little more and checked my arm again. I was correct, I wasn't hallucinating. On my shoulder was a tattoo. It was a character of some sort-- in a different language. It looked like it was Chinese mixed with Islamic calligraphy. The skin around my arm was red and irritated. The symbol stuck out like a vein. I hyperventilated. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I had to sit there, on my bed, and command myself to calm down. "I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. This isn't real," I whispered. I checked the mirror again and searched all over my body to see if I had any other markings, but so far this was the only one. I shut my eyes, trying to force myself to wake up, but this was real. And for the first time, out of all the panicking, my vision went black.