VISUAL PROMPT
by Troy Olson @Unsplash

Your protagonist has recurring nightmares about this place...
The Day It All Started
Danielle sat up in bed covered in a cold sweat. Even though the room was a warm seventy two degrees. This was the third night this week she had woken to the same dream. She did not bother turning on the bedside lamp cause she did not want to wake her younger brother Andrew but it did not matter he was already awake.
“Is it the same dream?” He asked from the bed next to hers.
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