Thoughts flit past in my mind, words uttered by my conscience, quietly, but persistent. I try to hold on to them. But they slip through the grates of my minds filter like grains of sand. And now I see myself, turning every which way, looking for a way out. I think I can leave. I mean, its my mind, isn’t it? But I step towards the door, and im pulled back immediately. Theres something I need to find. What am I looking for? I feel like im getting closer. Or maybe whatever it is, is getting closer to ME. Now I don’t really want to be near it. I struggle against it, pulling myself away. I need to get out, before I know too much…whatever it is coming for me, its dangerous. I feel the fear, building up. Rising like bile in my throat, I know what’s coming. Run, run. I tell myself. But my legs won’t move, and my brain has stalled. I feel it. Its getting closer. I close my eyes. I almost expect to feel hot breath on the back of my neck, the entity declaring its presence. I brace myself, expecting the impact, all my muscles tense. 1, 2, 3…4, and I open my eyes.
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