03:33

She sank deeper and deeper into the dreaming world. Once more the cursed nightmare relived, making her tremple. That awful creature was standing at the corner looking at her with his vicious bloody red gaze. With a slow pace he approached her, living behind a tinny sound of threat. He was so scary that tears filled her eyes. His face seemed like it was full of worms. His orbits were dripping with a dark malodorous fluid that brought her nausea. His hand drew in closer, with his dead skin pulsing all over it. She woke up, this time screaming. She sat up on the couch distraught and lit the table lamp beside her. She shot a glance at the clock opposite. It frozed at 03:33 a.m …

©Emily’s thoughts

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