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Primal-Beast
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He was tired.... but somehow he kept waking up, it was a different nightmare. A woman, pale as the moon and long hair covering her face. This woman would always pinned him down to something. No matter how much he struggled he could not free himself. And then in third person he watched her reach down to his neck and just breathe in. And he would watch in horror as his body slowly became old and then withered to dust. He could not go back to sleep now. He walked to a window and sat on the window seal, staring into the night. Well this was new... He wondered what would happen next...