Seems that exhaustion can win over some times, so dreaming may actually be felt. A day ago, in that estate of unconciousness, I had this dream. They say that if you say a dream, it wont come true. That is exactly the purpose, as it scared me a lot.
Location is blurry, but I had taken Deeva on my arms, and there was a long, long staircase. I was running from something, but couldnt say what, all around was shadowy. As expected, I missed a step and fall. Deeva fell off my arms, and all I could hear was her crying. As I picked her up her eyes had sunken to the center, and her mouth looked distorted. The jaw fell to the floor, as if something ripped it away. Last image I could see was blood, blood flowing as the jaw and lower teeth rolled downd the stairs until darkness took all light.
And so I woke up. I was not in the hospital at the time, but alone at home, trying to rest... That kinda didnt help the cause, as I could sleep no more.
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