RJ Brudenell (azoth) wrote,
RJ Brudenell
azoth

Dream Journal





I was lured to a room. I arrived there and was struck across my right shoulder, knocking me to the ground. A knee was pressed into my lower back and I was firmly pinned in place. A knife, a living knife made of muscle and sinew, was used to cut something from me; from my back. There was blood. So much blood that the room began to fill with it.
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