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she always dreaded night, not because of unknown fears and thoughts but solely of the nightmares she would die in. it tricked her constantly letting her subconscious believe it was a happy creative thought and then slowly twist it into a bloody terror surrounding a silhouette of a woman.

the snarl and growling of the beast behind the human as the lady watched on in silence, the beast ripped her apart every night like a sick routine.