Dream 1

A hand from another room, just out of reach. It disappears, replaced by a voice. I get up and peer around the doorframe and see the back of a thin woman in a nightgown whispering to a caged animal. I don’t recognise the animal. It’s cold, mist issues from the woman’s mouth. Now I’m the animal, stalking the woman from behind. She begins to turn around, still whispering. I wake up, frightened.


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