What is this? I don't even...
I'm sleeping on the couch as to lessen spread of this damnable bacteria, but the fever kicked in a bit so the dream becomes... wrong.
The personification of Strep makes it personally clear that I'm to stop taking my pills, cancel tomorrow's appointment, and to spread it to other humans. Failure to do so...
There's a 'thump' on the roof above the bedroom, where Beemer sleeps. I'd be far too slow to reach him. A scrabbling sound immediately appears in the wall behind me, and I realize it's where I've left my water. Odd objects I failed to notice make themselves visible around the home, emerging from the lightless rooms. This... thing... it's everywhere, and I can't stop it.
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Soaked in sweat, I'm alone in the room on the couch. Only the odd house noises show any indication of activity. From that little confrontation, two things-
A. I'll be arguing to have my tonsils removed as this is the second time I've has strep this year. They're clearly not doing me a lot of good and I really don't want to endure this blight for some time.
B. For the love of Atari, put away all horror movies and games until AFTER I'm clear of fever dreams! I was "bullied" by a malevolent, sentient bacteria just now. Seriously.