Your little sister has been missing for a while now, it's been a week and 4 days. You've been counting.
You've been having weird dreams lately
You saw people, but with inanimate objects, body parts (Eyes, mouths, teeth, ect), or animals for heads. Some other people were also humanoid, but with something wrong. Eerily tall, melting, not having some sort of facial feature, or having too many of them.
The environments were weird too.
Large mushrooms, eyes watching you in the distance, dark places that feel off (Abandoned play places, dark hospital rooms, ect), places that feel like they would appear in a dream, anything similar.
Everything has been, for lack of a better word, Weird.
The people in your dreams have been friendly enough, other creatures, not so much. Some want to help, Others want to hinder.
Even then. It feels like each dream brings you somewhere. It seems each has a clue. Whether it's a specific phrase, a familiar item, or something else... there's always something significant in those dreams. And it brings you closer to finding her.
But there is also something in the dreams.. It doesn't seem to want you to wake up . . .
Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers.
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