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The Asylum Collection: The Nightmare Girl
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She crept slowly down the steps. It was so quiet that if she really listened she could hear her heart beat. The silence was enough to make a person mad, but she gathered her sanity and continued on tip toes downward. She was unsure why she was traveling down these steps. Its inevitable I'll meet my doom. She thought to herself, it was always the same thing.
The young girl reached the bottom of the steps to see a hole in the hall floor. It seemed to be bottomless. With the little bit of courage the girl had left she took a step into the nothingness that was below her.
The darkness had swallowed the girl as she fell deeper into this gaping hole. She felt her stomach dropping.
She jumped slightly as she awoke. The girl rubbed her eyes and reached for the glass of water on her nightstand. Her curiosity met her as she thought. Whats at the bottom? Why won't these dreams end?
The next night the young girl was resting in her bed, bundled up like a mummy in her sheets. A night didn't go by free of this nightmare. She tip toed down the stairs once more as if she was trying not to disturb a single soul. As she reached the bottom of the old steps she encountered the same gaping hole in the floor. She braced herself before this time just throwing herself in.
Once more her stomach dropped as she fell faster, but this time she didn't wake.
After just minutes of falling she could just barely make out the bottom through the darkness. She began to panic, though she was unsure why. This is just a dream! Sure enough she hit the bottom. She didn't wake up this time.
The young girl reached the bottom of the steps to see a hole in the hall floor. It seemed to be bottomless. With the little bit of courage the girl had left she took a step into the nothingness that was below her.
The darkness had swallowed the girl as she fell deeper into this gaping hole. She felt her stomach dropping.
She jumped slightly as she awoke. The girl rubbed her eyes and reached for the glass of water on her nightstand. Her curiosity met her as she thought. Whats at the bottom? Why won't these dreams end?
The next night the young girl was resting in her bed, bundled up like a mummy in her sheets. A night didn't go by free of this nightmare. She tip toed down the stairs once more as if she was trying not to disturb a single soul. As she reached the bottom of the old steps she encountered the same gaping hole in the floor. She braced herself before this time just throwing herself in.
Once more her stomach dropped as she fell faster, but this time she didn't wake.
After just minutes of falling she could just barely make out the bottom through the darkness. She began to panic, though she was unsure why. This is just a dream! Sure enough she hit the bottom. She didn't wake up this time.
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