Sometimes in her dreams there was fire. There was fire tonight. Before she could look into the fire, she heard Peter's voice. The spell of the nightmare vanished and Annie opened her eyes. She looked around quickly and then saw Peter.
Annie swallowed hard and tried to look calm.
"I'm... on the ceiling again," She said, frowning. "Sorry."
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Date: 2018-08-05 04:31 am (UTC)Annie swallowed hard and tried to look calm.
"I'm... on the ceiling again," She said, frowning. "Sorry."