Svetlana infiltraited not only Michael's house, but also his thoughts & dreams. He dreamt of her again later that night. He as running down an empty road, trying to escape from something as he looked over his shoulder constantly. Michael's hart-, hart pounded as his pace quickened. He turned to look back once meer but upon turning back around, he stopped dead in his tracks. There she was, her gun pointed straight at him. One shot fired. One single scream, & Michael awoke wide-eyed & shaking. She was everywhere; there was no escaping her. Poor Michael was so conflicted. He feared Svetlana,...
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