Contest: Writing Prompt #1
DreamCatcher
I'm running, but I'm not moving. I can't move. It is slowly catching up to me. I look back at it. I see it, ugly, and huge, yet I can't really see it. Through the fogginess, I can't make out a single feature, but I know that it is terrible. It wants to hurt me.
I scream loudly, but my voice seems to fade away, then echo back to me, and I realize I'm in a cave. I scream again, and then the cave is gone. Now I'm falling.
Plummeting towards the ground.
Down.
Down.
Down.
And then I splat on the ground.
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