Nightmare Pt. 1

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"Oh won't you stay with me?
Cause you're all I need"
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Elena doesn't need to sleep.

None of them do, really. They can sleep and continue doing so mostly out of force of habit; a carryover from their human years. Even if the physical rest is no longer needed, the mental break is welcome. Live a hundred years or a thousand, there's still a certain relief in closing your eyes and hiding from the world.

Until there's a nightmare, and you have that moment of knowing that what you see, what you feel, might not be real, and you battle to find consciousness again, forcing it, trying to think of some reality that will bring you back

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Until there's a nightmare, and you have that moment of knowing that what you see, what you feel, might not be real, and you battle to find consciousness again, forcing it, trying to think of some reality that will bring you back. It's like drowning and trying to find the surface, fighting for your life, afraid you might not be able to wake up and the nightmare will become your eternity. Drowning, fire, being chased, losing someone so important that their absence leaves a huge and painfully hollow wound, an intolerable state that can be avoided if you break the spell, come back to reality, do something, count backwards, name state capitals, wake up, wake up, wake up!

 Drowning, fire, being chased, losing someone so important that their absence leaves a huge and painfully hollow wound, an intolerable state that can be avoided if you break the spell, come back to reality, do something, count backwards, name stat...

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She wakes up with a start, unsure if this is reality, or if she's awoken in a dream. She doesn't know what time it is, where she is, or what is real. The room is a black as death and as silent as the grave. Her skin is cold, clammy with sweat, and she puts her hands to her face, half believing she'll find wrinkles and sagging skin. It felt like she had been asleep forever, and even now, the details of the dream are fading, except for that last part, the part she'd fought to run away from in her dream.

The part where Elijah was dead.

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