BLAKE I drew the covers close, the chilly night made me shiver, but so did the horror of a nightmare I was having. Outside, the wind pressed against the window in slow, uneven gusts, and somewhere down the hallway a floorboard groaned, though I couldn't tell if it was real or already part of the dream dragging me under. I again found myself in darkness, but this time, it wasn't the deep darkness that I often saw. This time I could make out some shapes and I was familiar with the whispers that had surrounded me. And just then, Ava appeared, a knife stuck on her throat, just like I had remembered her passing. But contrary to the Ava I remembered, this one, despite the knife that made blood trickle down to her chest, she was smiling. She had a victorious smile that made my loud beating heart even louder. Her hair drifted as though caught in a wind I couldn't feel, and the blood at her collar never seemed to dry, always fresh, always trickling, as if her death was happening again and aga
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