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Dreams – Part 1: The Mystery
Ah damn! Night time. Again. The woman sighed and pulled the scrunchy from her hair. Her pony tail fell out and her chestnut-coloured hair cascaded over her shoulders. She tried dismissing her worry from her mind, but it wouldn’t go. Every single night the same. And she was tired, so tired. She’d wake up from the dreams drenched in sweat, her mind fizzing with the images and the colours of a vivid and frightening dream. Every night. Every. Single. Night!