You are running for your life down dark, labyrinthine corridors, your heart pounding almost as loudly as the heavy boots of your relentless pursuer. But your legs are collapsing under you, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. At the last, strength fails you and you collapse face-down upon the unforgiving concrete. Cold hands grasp your neck, hauling you upright, forcing your unwilling eyes open to gaze into the hard, cruel, familiar face of your captor - and you scream with the horrible recognition that those twisted features are your own. You are still screaming when you awaken in sweat-drenched clothes, deeply relieved that it was only a dream. Yet something is not right. Why does the darkness beyond the window look so threatening? Why do the sounds of the night bear such menace? Indeed, why are you in such constant... *** MORE ***
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