JasonThe paperwork piled on my desk was enough to make my head throb, but I forced myself to sit down, click my pen, and get to work. I had three major reports to review before noon, and if I didn't focus now, the rest of the day would pass quickly without me achieving anything.I opened the first file, staring at the numbers absentmindedly; they seemed to dance around the paper. My hands were stiff. My mind kept wandering back to the first night it happened. It was a pitch-dark room, the terror pulling me out of sleep.“Sasha!” I had jerked upright in the bed, gasping for air, my heart pounding against my chest.Beside me, Victoria had scrambled backward against the headboard, her eyes wide with fear in the dim lighting of the bedroom. “Jason?” she had whispered, her voice trembling in the dark. “Jason, what is it? What happened?”I had sat there on the edge of the mattress, running both hands over my face, trying to stop the shaking. “Nothing. It’s nothing, Victoria. Go back to sle
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