(Open-Peter) All of my horrible memories played back in my head, all of the deaths, the agonized screams, it was more than I could bear. I jolted awake, my brow wet with sweat. Panting, I got up and rinsed my fave with cold water. It seemed to help a little. I go down to the lounge and sit in silence, thinking. I hear footsteps and look up to see you.
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