| Stifling a scream I jolt fully awake my breath in shallow gasps, my heart racing, I was dreaming. What was it about? Something, someone, I can’t place it. I try to remember what scared me so, but it is mostly fragmented. Nothing of the image remains. I whisper softly "Master, are you awake?" Then I remember that it’s Tuesday and He is working late again. Moving I reach to turn on the light. Nothing happens, and then I hear the wind, another storm. "Shit." Muttering I try to see the large room in the patchy moonlight. I can just make out the sheer curtains billowing in the breeze. They remind me of a forlorn spirit beckoning. I light a cigarette and try to calm myself. I don’t know how long I have been asleep; the digital clock by the bed is blank. In the distance, I hear the thunder and for a second it frightens me, but I try to ignore it. Then I hear another sound; it is as if there is someone in the room with me. I hear myself laugh shakily trying to reason that it ...
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