Twisted Voices
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Last published Tue, Oct 17, 2017
It all started with a dream. A nice calming childhood dream, where the field was green and the wind was pleasant. Then it took a turn for the worst, the field no longer there. I ran and ran, wanting to get away from this nightmare. This nightmare where everything's red, where the voice never stops.
"Run, run, run! Run all you want!" My path is narrowed to one, everything else was dark. A dark path where there was no presences of light.
"You can never outrun me! You can never escape!" The voice more sinister, more mischievous and mocking to me. Who's voice is that, I do not know.
"No matter what you do! You days are limited to 10!" I look behind to see a hand reach out for me. It almost grabbed me and I woke up.
What the hell was that dream? Why don't you read more to find out~?
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