MIND-NUMBING DULLSVILLE
An eerie atmosphere does make sense when something was not right. So does that mean that it can exist when it seems everything was alright? At three o'clock in the morning, while trying to stay awake, Jason's forehead got beaded with perspiration and he had to sit up. He was making every effort he could think of in an attempt to get some air into his lungs as soon as possible. He was in a panic. His heart was clearly pounding far quicker than it should have been at that time, as he realized when he looked down at his hands. On his way up to the large home in which he was traveling, the driver of the vehicle in which he was traveling glanced out the open door as well as out the window via the open window. His utter and total lack of awareness of what had happened until it was too late. His
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