Nightmares (OTA)

Sep 25, 2008 23:21

She woke up in a start, sweat covering her body. It wasn't anything new. Not nightmares. But the content was different. Usually she dreamed of the people she couldn't save or of turning into something she couldn't control, but these dreams were different. Like they were her own. It left her feeling hot and angry and animalistic and that scared her.

So she left the room. She needed to walk around and calm down, even though she flinched at the slightest sound. Why was she on such high alert? She ran her fingers through her hair. This was nuts.

streets, alice abernathy

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