December 1, 2010
By Anonymous

A shrill cry cut through the darkness of the warehouse. Frantic footsteps were ecoing off of the desolate walls. She was in the middle of her worst fear. Alone in a dark place, being pursued by a blast from the past. A person who she prayed would never enter her life again, but here he was determined to capture the one who escaped.
She heard him coming. His ever pounding footsteps grew with every passing second. This dance of predator and prey grew into a great chase. Ever growing longer and faster until she was alone. She knew that it would not take long for him to find her...and that when he di it would all be over. She stepped out of hiding and there he was standing before her. He raised his weapon and pulled the trigger...
She awoke with a start and realized that it all had been a dream.

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