Like Moth To Flames

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   The air was rather cold and humid as I made my way towards my apartment. Exhaling slowly, I inserted my key into the keyhole and twisted it twice, the resounding click echoing through my apartment as the door creaked open. I walked in, shutting the door behind me. I took off my coat and hung it on the coat rack.

Absent-mindedly, I walked into my room, rubbing my tired eyes. My exhaustion seeped deep into my bones even as I made myself comfortable on my bed and closed my eyes, wincing when the dull throbbing in my head spiked up.

My mind drifted and I started to think about the blue eyed girl. Her name was Devon. She was beautiful just like in my dreams. A certain thought came to me and I found myself feeling confused. If Devon was the girl in my dreams and she was real....it meant that Theo could be real. That brought me back to the dream I had earlier.

Theo had died and I was starting to wonder if I had anythin