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I had a dream about Sleepy again. I woke up from my bed and had a strange urge to head down my apartment building. Then I saw Sleepy sitting on a bench solemnly not saying a word. It was midnight or somewhere close to dawn. The air was tense yet melancholic at the same time. The cold stillness stinged my skin. I slowly walked towards her from behind and just when I reached my hand out to touch her I woke up. I crudely drew what I saw in that dream in ms paint