The Living Nightmare
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~Dont close your eyes. Don't turn off the lights. Never sleep, never die.~
What happens when your life takes a turn for the worst?What happens when your own self turns against you?
Sleep is a process in which an organism enters and maintains a periodic, readily reversible state of reduced awareness.
But what if sleep becomes irreversible and there is nowhere out of it?
Tori was a normal girl.Or she thought she was.Until her dreams once came to life, with their priority to murder her.
Will she be able to escape and survive?Or will she have the same fate as those who couldn't?
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