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Made the mistake of hanging my black raincoat on my door. At night, it drifted up and approached me with a scythe.

I lay pinned to my mattress, eyes frozen, unable to shout. The black hood floated behind me and tucked itself under the covers. An immense weight crushed my chest.

Hours later, that standard cliche ending: "Then I woke up! It was just a dream."

Every night it's just a dream. Different tormenter every time.

Once I forced myself awake. "If I wake up, you'll stop being real!"

It half-smiled. "Someday, you won't be able to wake up."

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    Beck Scassellati about 2 years ago

    I missed the last two Fridays, so here is the first of two make-up drabbles.

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    Neville Hunt about 2 years ago

    Thanks! True story eh? That’s Grim!

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