The Second Nightmare

Cold hands reach out and touch me
Hot breath and fevered words at my neck
A painful grasp around my arms
A soothing calm upon my legs
A cheerful terror as color fades to black
The bright shadow of tasty smells
The buzzing nerves of serenity
The jolted start
A frigid sweat
Some mere realization
No hellish thoughts
A wave of peace
I took a deep breath
And went back to sleep

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