I was having a pleasant dream when what sounded like hammering woke me. After that, i could barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.
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Bedtime stories
HorrorIn the nights we´re walking, in the dreams we´re talking. In The stories they tell, It never goes well.
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I was having a pleasant dream when what sounded like hammering woke me. After that, i could barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.
