The Distant Nightmare

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The alarm did not ring. It screamed. I was awake before the sound hit my ears. The body knows first. The mind follows. I sat up. The sheets were wet. Not with sweat. With blood. Or something like it. It was dark in the cell. The light from the corridor was a thin slice of yellow. It cut across the floor. I watched it. I counted the cracks in the concrete. There were seven. I had counted them...

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