So, last night I had Whisper War playing as I was getting ready for bed. And as I laid down a idea hit me and, honestly, at first I was like 'dammit!' cause it was, like, 11:30 at night. But I wrote the idea anyways! So...yeah.
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You know when your a child and everything that goes bump in the night scares you? Well, things that go bump in the night still scare me. Every footstep unaccounted for, every creak of a door opening, every gasp of something unknown.
Maybe that's why I'm here. Because people thought I'd gone insane. Laying back, I stretched my legs out against the endless white. Or perhaps it's because here there is nothing that goes bump in the night Here is peaceful. Here is White.
I fell back against the bed and stretched as much as my jacket would let me. And as I ley there I felt a grin stretch over my lips. "It's one of those nights, baby."