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               "I'm off to bed, I'm dead tired and your stupid talk is getting annoying."
               "Fine! I'd wish you good night, if you stopped being such a bitch."
               "Shove off, El. Go crying to mom if you want. I don't really care. Night," she yawned.

               She stood alone in an outdoor corridor, Gothic arches of stone facing a courtyard of impenetrable fog. Only the occasional wail of a crow could be heard above the moaning, stifling breeze. Imagined faces seemed to stare out from the brume, their hollow eyes following her as she strode to the edge of the stone and stepped gingerly onto the damp ground. The fog terrified her, but every cell of her being felt compelled to journey into the heart of the rotting mist.
               She stepped into the expanse and was instantly surrounded by the stiflingly silent cloud of moaning phantoms. Nothing solid could be discerned through the silver cold, and so she journeyed on, dread rising as bile in her drowned throat.
               Soon she saw a large, dark bulk behind the screen. The solitary crow had returned and began flying above her head. But soon the bird was not alone – another joined in the cackles. And another. And another – until there was a whole murder garrulously grinning down at her from the branches of a massive, gnarled tree as they feasted on – my God!
               Four bodies hung from the tree. Her mother revolved slowly, her lacerated hands reaching for the ground. Her father's omnipresent tie had come undone and his glasses were bloodstained. Her sister stared down at her with a single scolding eye while the crows feasted on a nearby branch. And the fourth body –

               She woke up screaming and realized, with relief, that it was all a dream. But she ran downstairs into the living room where he sister was still watching television with the dog on the other couch. Emotion coursed through her as she remembered the dream, and how decidedly awful and heartbreaking it had been to lose this beloved member of the family.
               "Max!" The dog perked up, and she sat down on the couch next to him. She hugged him and kissed him as her sister looked on in confusion.

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               "I'm off to bed, I'm dead tired and your stupid talk is getting annoying."
               "Fine! I'd wish you good night, if you stopped being such a bitch."
               "Shove off, El. Go crying to mom if you want. I don't really care. Night," she yawned.

               She stood alone in an outdoor corridor, Gothic arches of stone facing a courtyard of impenetrable fog. Only the occasional wail of a crow could be heard above the moaning, stifling breeze. Imagined faces seemed to stare out from the brume, their hollow eyes following her as she strode to the edge of the stone and stepped gingerly onto the damp ground. The fog terrified her, but every cell of her being felt compelled to journey into the heart of the rotting mist.
               She stepped into the expanse and was instantly surrounded by the stiflingly silent cloud of moaning phantoms. Nothing solid could be discerned through the silver cold, and so she journeyed on, dread rising as bile in her drowned throat.
               Soon she saw a large, dark bulk behind the screen. The solitary crow had returned and began flying above her head. But soon the bird was not alone – another joined in the cackles. And another. And another – until there was a whole murder garrulously grinning down at her from the branches of a massive, gnarled tree as they feasted on – my God!
               Four bodies hung from the tree. Her mother revolved slowly, her lacerated hands reaching for the ground. Her father's omnipresent tie had come undone and his glasses were bloodstained. Her sister stared down at her with a single scolding eye while the crows feasted on a nearby branch. And the fourth body –

               She woke up screaming and realized, with relief, that it was all a dream. But she ran downstairs into the living room where he sister was still watching television with the dog on the other couch. Emotion coursed through her as she remembered the dream, and how decidedly awful and heartbreaking it had been to lose this beloved member of the family.
               "Max!" The dog perked up, and she sat down on the couch next to him. She hugged him and kissed him as her sister looked on in confusion.