I freeze.This can't be happening again.I squeeze my eyes shut,willing IT to stop,but the breathing increases.My room grows cloggy, humid, swamp-like.Water laps against me,and bugs I can't see zip and buzz past my ears.Under my body the bed morphs into a wooden boat, moving into the portal. #Writecbc
03.04.2025 11:01
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