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Hunter’s POV: That was hell. I hadn’t had to relive that night in years, so to feel it all again was like a punch to the gut. I wake up gasping and watching the room to see if any shadows are coming out to haunt me, but nothing happens. Damn you, Heidi. I think to myself angrily. Damn you to the darkest circle of hell. Sitting up, I run a hand through my hair and try to figure out what to do. But something keeps nagging me. I’m sure I didn’t open that memory-door in my mind. Somehow it opened and let out the memories I’ve tried so hard to repress. I try to remember the dream past the onslaught of memories but I can’t find any trigger that would have set them off. Maybe I’m overthinking it. I try to ignore the nagging feeling in my chest, but it won’t let up. Groaning in frustration, I h