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Your sleep was riddled with torment.
Neverending pairs of red eyes tormented you. Constant flames that went in and out of existence, eerie laughs, shouts from townspeople or sheriffs or the... <span class="mu-i">visions</span> of people long-since past. Everything and nothing overwhelmed your senses all at once as you floated in a dark void peppered with bright red dots.
Screams coalesced into wails coalesced into shouts of rioting and argument and constant noise. Cacophony took hold and would not let go, piercing your eardrums and invading your thoughts, stealing your words from you and using them against you, digging into your consicence like a--
--CLAP of thunder broke through the noise, setting alight a dark forest that wasn't there, turning the now-existent landscape to flame, forests turning to buildings as buildings turned to people and screams of horror echoed through the visual noise, screaming, begging for their lives to be spared as enormous creatures soared through the sky picking off whomever they pleased, a madman standing atop a pile of corpses and grasping a nutberry in his raised fist--
--that came down clutching a knife, overwhelming the image, stabbing you with a deep dagger, the hilt of the blade tipped with a single shining feather... that held within its reflection the image of... of Keith, cowering in the corner, hiding from a trio of dark entities whose silhouettes you could barely make out--
--grinning back at you and <span class="mu-i">forcing</span> the air out of your chest, their deep claws dragging you further and further and further down, with your head only finding piece upon hitting the road and expl--
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You shot awake.
It took a moment to remember how to breathe.
By some incredible feat, you somehow felt almost as tired as when you had gone to bed.
Yet... the sun was shining. It was pouring onto your bed from behind you, animating the little dusty particles in the air to dance almost like Mary had last evening upon seeing you again.
...
...it was time to go.
>Take some time for yourself before Steele wakes up. Go outside, breathe in some fresh air, get breakfast at the saloon. You'll meet up with him when you've grounded yourself a little.
>Wake Steele up as soon as you've gotten dressed and hit the road. The sooner you leave this place the better.
>Wait for Steele to wake up. Spend the time in your room documenting what you saw last night, pampering the neofauna, and keeping track of your nutberry supply (for no reason whatsoever). Maybe it'd be a good idea to plant one or two of the ones you had left in that little pot you'd bought?
>Write-in.