Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Shared Dream


Your dreams throughout the day are troubled as of late. Every since your pack came to Mexico City, something seems to be calling out to you...



Images, fleeting, confusing, are coupled with a sensation of anger, horror, frustration, and despair. In your dreams you see two figures, one you cannot make out fully, only that he is tall and heavy set. The other comes into focus quickly enough, and you realize that you look upon the face of...yourself. You reach out to touch your face as it gazes at you, only to have your hand blocked by something cold, transparent, unyielding. The face sees your attempt, and chuckles as it turns its back on you and walks away. You scream in horror as the thing that has stolen your face leaves the room, still laughing...

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