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i kept thinking about this, its not a reoccuring dream but a reoccuring thought, occasionally i would though about a dark hallway with a dimmed light ontop of me, and there would be this one individual, without a clothing, without a reference, without a face, only one eye and its all black, its only there, standing infront of me, and occasionally a text box would appears and says, "Your Best Friend". after that the hallway became bloody and its hand also, i felt like i could hear the blood dripping off, idk why i always thought of this, but i decide to draw it, till this day i dont know why i thought of it, it all started back when i was a 7th grader

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i kept thinking about this, its not a reoccuring dream but a reoccuring thought, occasionally i would though about a dark hallway with a dimmed light ontop of me, and there would be this one individual, without a clothing, without a reference, without a face, only one eye and its all black, its only there, standing infront of me, and occasionally a text box would appears and says, "Your Best Friend". after that the hallway became bloody and its hand also, i felt like i could hear the blood dripping off, idk why i always thought of this, but i decide to draw it, till this day i dont know why i thought of it, it all started back when i was a 7th grader