chapter 23
Dylan I sing them a lullaby even though I'm a horrible singer while gently patting them as they fuss trying to get up. They refuse to sleep like always thinking 3 a.m is the perfect time to play. I don't feel like sleeping either I slept the whole day today because.... Wait why did I sleep the whole day. As I'm still still trying to figure that out I hear piecing screams that make me want to curl up and let out one of my own. Before I can comprehend what is happening everything goes quiet, eerily quiet. Fear makes it's way to my mind making my limps shake with dread. Something crawls down my back which feels like a million little spiders. I try to ignore that feeling and try to stand up on my shaky legs. There's a blanket covering them up so that no part of their bodies are visible. I
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