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Gloria, sitting up in bed looking out the window. As I reached to touch her, I felt a sense of dread.
Outside a black bird flapping its wings hard and fast, heading straight for us, it flew through the window’s glass.
The bird perched at the foot of the bed. Gloria gasped and started to choke. The bird rose up and flew down her throat.
Gloria spat out feathers and curses galore, causing the bird to fly out and drop to the floor.
Gloria smacked my face, ending this dream. Then from the kitchen, I heard her real-time scream.

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