-This story is an excerpt I wrote for the published book: The Ring- ''Shea's dream, or rather nightmare, had returned. It had been years since she had seen the room. The loneliness, the darkness. There was nothing she feared more, she knew it was a dream as soon as she entered it but it still felt real to her almost like a memory. It was always the same, a pitch black room with no windows or door: just her, alone. The darkness confined her to her own mind. Thoughts flew past her, she couldn't concentrate on one. She curled up and let herself float. Her eyes were shut letting her imagination run wild. No matter what she did, no one appeared. She was still alone.''
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