Last night, I was plagued by the darkest of dreams. I was haunted by ghosts unknown. I saw visions of dead children. I was uneasy, afraid. A victim to this monster. My screams were trapped in my throat.
There were dolls. So many, many dolls. They smiled and giggled. Colors danced at the edge of my sight. A symphony drowned out my senses.
I was at a grave. I was at a grave. I was at a grave. There were no others. A world had abandoned me. My screams were trapped.
A madness caressed my hair. Wrapped it’s cold cold cold hands around my waist. Their fingers crept lower. My screams were trapped.
My screams were trapped.