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"Jason!"
"Jason!!"
"Jason!!!"
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Ghost woke up with a jerk, almost bolting out of the bed. He was hyperventilating and his whole body was covered in beads of sweat. His hands clenched the sheets, and he shut his eyes at the tremor that rushed through his spine. It took minutes before he could breathe properly.
Another nightmare. Another were–wolfish nightmare. Another night of being subjected to the torture of their screams and howls. Another night of seeing a replica of him and being called the weird name, 'Jason.'
How much longer does he have to put up with it? How much longer before these nightmares would leave him alone?
With a heavy sigh, he got out of bed and went into the bathroom. He had a quick, cold, and long shower. He spent almost an hour there. The cold water was th
