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No Comfort

What no one seemed to understand was "just a dream" gives them no comfort. This all started as "just a dream". And before any of them knew it, it turned to an inescapable nightmare.

Willa
She couldn't breath. Or scream. She held the cry in the back of her throat as she watched Maleficent do such inhuman things to her friends. She was paralyzed and couldn't do a thing to help as she watched a fire ball strike its target. That target none other than Dell Philby. She listened to his shouts of agony and felt herself dying inside as she watched the burns spread. Next a dagger through yet another person she cared about.
Then....
Her phone buzzed.
She realized then it was only another dream. Her face was soaked with tears and she heard herself whimper. She was shaking so badly her phone almost dropped from her hands when she reached for it. The name displayed proved that the murders of her minds creation where just that, her minds form of torment.
Philby messaged her and their fellow Keepers at 2:47.
Is anyone actually able to sleep tonight?
They had an unspoken rule among the 7 friends. No matter what time of day, what day of the week, you answer a text. They all suffered from night mares and terror at things in everyday life. 
They were afraid to sleep and unable to go without flinching at load noises.
Her phone buzzed again as she began to calm her own tremors.
I havent slept in days man, are you kidding?
Maybeck had responded. She started to type herself.
That's not healthy. You should at least TRY. Who knows, you may not suffer for just one night. And Dell, you woke me up from another horror. Thanks.
She was being hypocritical and she knew it. This was the first day in a week she'd actually slept due to their shared fear.

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