INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

He was already down there, so I followed him to the basement and parted out onto the second floor. What I saw was a man at the end of 1the room. He was staring at me and I knew he was cutting through the skin with one hand. He was moving towards me again. He gripped the 2table in front of us and his hands clutched at the man who was being stabbed in the stomach. 3
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STORY #1 (12 tweets, 3 participants)

He was already down there, so I followed him to the basement and parted out onto the second floor. What I saw was a man at the end of 1the room. He was staring at me and I knew he was cutting through the skin with one hand. He was moving towards me again. He gripped the 2table in front of us and his hands clutched at the man who was being stabbed in the stomach. 3 I heard a cry from his gut. And the monster pulled a baby from the man's stomach. And he cradled the child as if it were his own. 4The baby had no eyes or nose, instead his vision was completely blue. I remember reading a part of the story that started 5with the last page, and I remember the exact same thing, “Don't you remember this nightmare?” I awoke in a room with a box of pills 6and a book on the bed. 7 I knew the book, but pills? what was I thinking? there should be an explanation for this. I’m not feeling right. 8I remember that feeling of being watched, unable to move. I thought about the book, it was disappearing. 9 I only remember the cover, trying to imagine details but no luck. was that blood dripping from the book? this must be a nightmare 10. I thought about what I would see, and I began to remember the actual thing. I began to realize the book was now marked with 11the words 12

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STORY #2 (11 tweets, 4 participants)

He was already down there, so I followed him to the basement and parted out onto the second floor. What I saw was a man at the end of 1the room. He was staring at me and I knew he was cutting through the skin with one hand. He was moving towards me again. He gripped the 2table in front of us and his hands clutched at the man who was being stabbed in the stomach. 3 I heard a cry from his gut. And the monster pulled a baby from the man's stomach. And he cradled the child as if it were his own. 4The baby had no eyes or nose, instead his vision was completely blue. I remember reading a part of the story that started 5with the last page, and I remember the exact same thing, “Don't you remember this nightmare?” I awoke in a room with a box of pills 6and a book on the bed. 7 I knew the book, but pills? what was I thinking? there should be an explanation for this. I’m not feeling right. 8I remember that feeling of being watched, unable to move. I thought about the book, it was disappearing. 9 Before the book disappeared into thin air, I managed to rip off its last page. "Don't you remember this nightmare?" it read. 10 I woke up again. Nightmare within a nightmare, where does it stop? I wasn't sure what was real, what was dream anymore.. 11

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STORY #3 (2 tweets, 2 participants)

He was already down there, so I followed him to the basement and parted out onto the second floor. What I saw was a man at the end of 1 They turned to me. Their mouths cracked into a wide smile, but instead of teeth, black, hairy tendrils wiggled from their gums. 2

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