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Ernest (Ernie/Ern) Macmillan (ernsthename) wrote in pandorarpg,

The image of his own blood and a wicked smile imprinted itself in Ernie's mind when he suddenly startled awake. It was just a dream, but he hadn't felt that afraid for his own life. His heart was pounding in his ears, and he was drenched with sweat, his breathing had quickened.

"Hannah," he gasped, suddenly feeling the bed under him, the warmth of the covers. It was a dream. A bad dream--although he'd consider bad an understatement--he couldn't even really imagine that he had it in him to come up with these horrid visions. He was confused and disoriented at first, but recognized that he was at Hann's place.

"It was a dream, again," he said once he had calmed down and sat up in bed. He quickly noticing that Hann had tears in her eyes. "Did you have a dream again?" He asked, his concern quite apparent in his voice.