Five years since the nightmare began

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Five years since the nightmare began.

The nightmare was like a dark tide, a shadow growing. The dreamt dream
was full of nightmares. The nightmare had been repeated over and over again
for so long, it was hard to remember it. The nightmare started slowly. A
dread, a dread deep, an ache that spread across the bones from head to toes.
No thoughts, except the most basic: I am dying. I’m dying. I am dying. I am
dying. I am dying. I’m dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am dying.
I’m dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am dying. I am
dying. I am dying.

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