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Chapter 30 ~ Endure
~ A M E L I A ~ This was the first time I was thankful to have the same nightmare. The fire was burning around me. Screaming. Babies screaming. It made me sick to my stomach, knowing those screams were babies. Well, that is if my nightmare is about the news report Hudson and I read last week. I don’t know if it was my imagination tampering with the dream, but it was like that report defined the details of my nightmare for me. The surrounding area looked like a hospital, the bright lights, block muted colours with a touch of blue. I could even smell the high-grade bleach they used to clean the area. No. My imagination must have been tampering with the dream. Why would I be dreaming about myself in the hospital? All the babies died that night. Unless it was a message for me. S
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