Then I went to bed. So, 4am for those keeping score. And I had one of the most bizarre, disjointed, and vivid nightmares of my life. And thus, The Stuff of Nightmares was born. I forced myself, at 8am, to do anything to prevent myself from falling asleep, back into that haunted battlefield.
So, enjoy this tale of war against the Ghosts.
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