The sun hit her face like a wrecking ball,
disabling her sight and distorting her hearing
imagine
a cascading energy was omnipresent
and tore through her like a knife through...
...her heart, where could it be?
No longer in her chest,
it had sprung like a flea
across the street
across the way
a wayaway
and down a clover field
towards a little voice
coated in red ink and canvas
he screamed
"WE ARE HERE!
WE ARE HERE!
AND AS YOU DRAW NEAR
YOU WILL FEEL OUR FEAR.
PSSST
THE SECOND IS ON THE PIER."
She woke up.
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Is this a real dream?
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