Zhi lies there in the silence, frozen, petrified. He knows his head is pounding. All he can see is darkness. Something is trickling down his face.
His pulse is racing, and then he realises he's alive.
Sitting up in bed, his eyes are still stretched wide in terror as he passes a shaking hand down his face. It had all been a nightmare; a horrifying,
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Like always.
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