Every night you fall asleep, you find yourself in an endless nightmare that you must escape from.
You wake up screaming, still seeing the horrors you just witnessed as you lay there in your bed.
These are just nightmares and cannot be real, you tell yourself.
As you lay back down in bed, you breath out slowly and wipe the sweat from your face.
And then you see it. Her name sliced into your hands, Mary.
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