Black Out

A Chapter by promqueen

simon struggles with what's happening

It wasn't that he couldn't sleep. It was just that he didn't want to. As a matter of fact, sleep was actually forcing itself into his mind. But he didn't want it. And he didn't want the dreams, or more accurately, nightmares, that accompanied it. Every night it was the same thing. Blood, and tears, and screams. And the worst part was the voices. The voices that tormented him. Day in day out. He had no idea what he'd done, but he was sure that the voices were pissed off.

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