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The screech of metal grinding on metal was all i could hear. Maybe it wasnt metal. No... that was me screaming. I looked down to my hands, ...I had none...there was so much blood... And then i woke up, bad dream i guess.
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It was about midnight when I finally passed out. I had been working my ass off on writing an article about some metal patient saying his dreams are becoming real. Crazy bastard. Either way, I needed sleep. "AH FUCK!" I shouted. I was about to run away when the thing grabbed my arm. I was paralyzed. I felt its cold grib engulf my entire

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