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- Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Jul 14, 2016
-- The closer streetlights continued to turn on then off, with the figure under them until the one second closest to me turned on, then off. I slowly backed up, my heart was pounding out of my chest. Then the streetlight closest, only a few feet away from me flickered on. The figure was there. It slowly extend it's arms and crawled towards me at a running pace, loudly clicking it's tongue as it was coming towards me. -- These past few weeks I've had a series of disturbing dreams. All of them have connections and go in order chronologically. After what happened with that figure last night, and the awful nightmare that followed, I'm pondering if there is some sort of connection I'm unaware about. As I layed unconscious last night, I stood in the middle of a fog covered forest. The dark red sky rain blood. A crowd of faceless figures emerged from the fog walking in crooked patterns. The bell of the tower standing in front of me struck, as I heard a voice whispering 3-13, 3-13, 3-13...All Rights Reserved
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