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Dreams. Everyone's had that dream at least once, right? Where they're being chased through a dark forest by some nameless horror?Dreams. by ~sana-the-random
Well, for Hiro at least it had been a recurring nightmare ever since his childhood. But this time was different. It was...oddly vivid.
The air smelled vaugely of cinnamon, but there was another scent too, cold and metallic. Blood.
Someone had been murdered here, although Hiro had no idea how he knew that.
He winced as he felt something sharp digging into his chest, and bent down to fix it. 'It' was the underwire of his bra.
Wait...bra?
Hiro woke with a start, and awkwardly patted his chest just to make s
newest me by ~gothjangles
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