Gina woke up -2


Gina woke to find herself in a live nightmare. She saw six medieval byzantine soldiers marching down her street, what could it be. It was dark and black and white imagery. Trying to scream she couldn’t move. As they walked one turned and smiled at her. Why was he smiling. She had chills all over her body. She was trying to scream but couldn’t. Her eyes were fixed, staring intently at the danger.

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