I went to bed and dreamt of Vicky and I getting together. I wanted to nail her right there, but Vicky wanted to just embrace and talk about our feelings. She's into that kind of thing, but it's okay with me, she's got one hell of a body.
Just as she was getting into some talk about being together forever, my dream switched. I was in that house again, and the mirror was there. And yep, in the mirror, I could see through someone else's eyes. This person was reading some sorta book about paradoxes or something when he heard a door nearby open. And there, gas mask and calculus book, was the Archangle. Hook, line, and sinker. I woke up in the middle of the night as that dude died.
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