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I am scared for my life

Night time came and Molly and Det. Brighton were in bed sleeping. He was peacefully asleep but she wasn't. She was tossing and turning and had droplets of sweat all over her face, neck and chest; with her breathing quite heavy like she was from running.

She wasn't having a very pleasant dream. In her dream she was running on a narrow path in the middle of a dark vast area away from the chasen that was right behind her, with its arm stretched forward wanting to grab her.

Molly was screaming but her voice wasn't coming out; screaming on top of her voice for Eric to help her but it was like she was in a vaccum. She couldn't hear anything. Not the sound of her voice, not her foot steps on the concrete path and not the chasen growling behind her; a chasen that was growling so hard it had veins popping out on the side of its head.

The path came to an end and seeing it Molly tried to stop but she couldn't stop herself in time. She slid over the end but held onto the

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