There is a place within my dreams, it’s soft, innocent and calm as a newborn child; but every child must grow up. Must the dream end? The perfect life held within a simple mind, one imaginary spark... changing everything. I know life suits whoever it grasps, but it still haunts me... Dreams are a reality. Every horror at the back of your mind, in the place you do not desire to look, behind the eye where evil lurks, waiting, smirks grow on their face like ivy on walls, in the subconscious state of your mine. The weeping hours of night. I am Katherine Lullett; this is how the nightmares lurk.
Imagine you’re in a field, ankle deep with all types of flowers Plumerias, Peonies, Orchids, Multiple types of beautiful Flowers as far as the eye could capture. Now see it falling into a void, everything turning to dust then waking up to find yourself in bed, sweating like a waterfall of gold. For me, this is an action of everyday life. I’m rudely awakened by my mind
I'm no ordinary girl, I'm no ordinary reality.
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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