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An Unpleasant Encounter
Ariel. My heart was racing as the remnants of the nightmare still clung to me, vivid and oppressive. I somehow couldn't get past the faces of people In the dream, clutching their stomachs after eating something terrible. I could still see their accusing eyes burned into me, blaming me for their pain. Even though I was awake, now their cries echoed in my mind. “It’s just a dream,” I whispered, trying to reassure myself. My voice sounded hollow in the stillness of the room. I swung my legs off the bed and stumbled to the bathroom, desperate to shake off the lingering dread. Turning on the shower, I stepped into the cascade of warm water, letting it run over me in a steady, soothing stream. The steam wrapped around me like a cocoon, and I leaned against the cool tile, closing my eye
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