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Kieran ran for his life. He ran until his legs gave out on him and broke like bendy straws, and then he crawled, he crawled along the cold snowy ground, not able to see where he was going, he had to get to her, he had to. The snow on his face rested on his eyelashes and made him unable to see, he just crawled forwards, always forwards. He slammed head first into a tree, breaking off a tooth and making blood rush from his mouth, too much blood, not enough blood. The snow melted into water as his warm lifeblood rinsed the ground, his clothes wet from warm blood and cold water, he kept pulling himself forwards, he had to keep moving or else he was dead. He pulled forwards again, again, again, he tried to pull again, but there was nothing to pull. Kieran fell into the white void.

Kieran woke up bathing in his own sweat, he pulled himself upwards into a sit, and looked around. His chambers as usual. He rubbed the sweat from his face and then stared at his hands. [color=f26522][i]"Not again."[/i][/color] He pulled off his covers and stood. He wobbled uneasily for a second and his vision went blurry before returning. He stumbled across the room to his desk, opening the rightmost drawer and grabbing his medicine. He'd had night terrors before, but the medicine apparently made them go away, that was three months ago, them returning was not part of his game-plan. He poured himself a shot, and took it in one gulp, needle-like pain ripped his throat. He'd forgot about the medicine's side effects, over the next hour he'd be travelling to the washroom about ten times a second. It couldn't be helped. Kieran took a deep breath and stood, he opened his door and walked out into the hallway. [i][color=f26522]"This is gonna be the best day of my life."[/color][/i] He said sarcastically.