Hello, little one... (his voice flows over you, sensual and dangerous. locked in the dream, you toss and turn on the bed. he chuckles darkly) Such a stubborn little thing, aren't you... (you feel a phantom hand touch your cheek) no matter... you will eventually come to me...they all do... (as you wake up, gasping, you catch the briefest glimpse of red eyes) until tomorrow....
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