The room is cold, but there's no blood anymore. Only darkness and tangled sheets and fear. The same fear that creeps into him every night, before he opens his eyes and realizes that it was a nightmare.
It was a nightmare, it was just a nightmare.
The room is cold, but there's no blood anymore. Only darkness and tangled sheets and fear. The same fear that creeps into him every night, before he opens his eyes and realizes that it was a nightmare.
It was a nightmare, it was just a nightmare.
"You brush past me in the hallway
And you don't think I can see ya, do ya?
I've been watchin' you for ages
And I spend my time tryin' not to feel it"
where dahlia russell slowly realises feelings for...