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Fever Nightmare
Belle closed her doors, slipping underneath her comfortable duvet and closed her eyes. She was filled with anxiety pricking her skin but talking to Leon and faced with his odd quirks helped her to ease her nerves.
Her eyes were closed slowly as sleepiness beckoned her to the darkness she yearned for. She didn’t know how long she had been asleep as it felt as though she had just closed her eyes when she heard whispers seeping into her dream.
Her eyes that felt heavy opened itself faintly. Belle pushed herself from the bed and looked to her left and right, wondering what she heard as she was certain she had been alone in the room.
“Leon?” Belle asked, knowing the demon who had always kept an eye on her. If there was someone who would sneak inside her room, it would be him. But the eerie silence creeped her ou
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