[[Who:]] Allison Dubois and all [[What:]] Walking with no certain purpose [[When:]] Twilight [[Where:]] Around town [[Rating:]] R (language) [[Status:]] OTA; especially Bridgette, multiple threads welcome; incomplete
Allison had another nightmare with the same strange...she couldn't even find the word for what she was dreaming about. This wasn't like the usual ghost that she was accustomed to. This wasn't some woman whose lover had killed her when she threatened to tell her husband about their affair or some man whose bookie had him taken out for the ludicrous amount of money he owed.
This "thing" was something much more frightening. And it was keeping her awake most nights. Rather than stay lying in her bed in fear that she would fall asleep and see it again, Allison found herself roaming the streets until all hours of the night just to stay awake.
Tonight was one of those nights. It was barely twilight, but Allison couldn't bring herself to go home. She was frightened in a way that she had never been before. And Allison knew a large part of the issue with that particular thing was the fact that she knew nobody in this town. She had no family, no friends, nothing. She felt empty except for her nightmares.