Always mine

" that's spooky" rubbing his forearms, Jonathan said, " But I like it, it really brings out the essence of this one, but to name it like this - you must be having an extremely creepy nightmare, so much that you want to bound them."

Thalia did have nightmares when she was young, but just like all her memories, she could only remember flashes of them now. She remembered the screams, the nerve-rattling snarls, fire and scary shadows. Every time she would wake up from her dreams sweating like a bucket but those dreams were like clipped movies, always the same but never making any sense. She couldn't put those dreams together to make a complete picture.

" so did I get the job?" asked Thalia, not wanting to answer that particular question, that made terror seize her.

" You did" affirmed Jonathan as he tapped on his wristwatch " every morning at ten, I will see you tomorrow then, now goodbye."

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" Seriously, you got a job? At Jonathan Newman's studio?" sa