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Nightmares
As I regained consciousness from falling down the stairs, I sw this place where every nightmare I've ever had was alive. As I walked down the road the stench of a rotting corpse, the closer I got the worse the stench got, I started to gag from the smell. I turned down the alley to find him hiding in the dumpster, I never saw him but I could feel his presance there. I tried to scream but I knew no one could hear me. I started to run, that's when it started to rain, it tasted like acid. Now I know I need to get out of here before my nightmares kill me.
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