house. Ordinarily, she was on the porch with her beloved guard dog nearby, but tonight this dream was different. It was nearly night and the setting sun brought about a swift cold which chilled me. No lights were on inside Violet’s house, but oddly, the front door was open, inviting me in. I couldn’t be sure but the house looked more ominous and uninviting than before. I wasn’t even sure I would encounter my sister, but how had I brought myself to her dream if I was not to see her? I was trying to contact her, would she not be here?

I stood before the house for a moment taking in its chipping paint, rusted hinges and the broken window near the front. How had I never noticed how decrepit the place was? The darkness within it made it feel abandoned whereas it had al...

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