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The shadows would grow deep. They would set upon us as quickly as a bolt of lightning finding its way through the thick clouds above. The screams, the terrors of the night, the haunting need to run from something I could not see. The night is still upon us. I feel Chelsea’s cold hand upon my pounding sweat peppered chest. She is quiet but reassuring; my gasps and screams are fading into… Read More