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The dream began how they usually did. That was until my mind began to play tricks on me. “Get up!” the singular voice said I slid out of the bed and ran for the door. I knew Dexter would be on the other side because he had been set to guard us by the king. “The balcony,” the voice said I went to the balcony and looked over. The night was dark and I reminded myself to ask Alex why it was always so dark. Looking down I saw that there was a balcony below us. If I made the jump well enough I could be down in that room in no time. “What are you doing?” I spun around to see Jordan looking at me suspiciously. “I have to go,” I said, “voices in my head.” She looked at me as if I was crazy, but I knew that I had no time to explain any of this to her. “I have to go,” I said, “I’m comi
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