Prologue
It pounced
while she slept alone. Innocent and vulnerable.
She twisted
against the sweaty sheets, flung one fisted hand through the air in an
attempt to ward it off.
It didn't
stop. It came now, just as relentlessly as it had before.
The human
form, black with its evil, reached for her. She felt the chill of its
hideous smile, heard its vile descriptions of her imminent destruction at
its demented hands, smelled its foul breath and pungent body odor.
Animal-like
sounds of horror ripped through the air. The noises came from her, even in
her sleep, as they had before--when the nightmare had been real.
A violent
crushing of her throat brought an abrupt end to her screeches of terror and
a blinding pain to her heart.
Fingers of
searing misery shot through her mind and body and mercilessly clawed at her
soul. A gray haze misted her fluttering eyes while death panted gleefully
in her ears.
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