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Another nightmare. This time there was no Noah to save or calm me down after having an even worse dream than the one I had had before about Ava. This time, there was nothing paranormal as it had been before. This was as real as it could get. There had been a masked man, holding a knife over Ava’s head. He had threatened to kill her if I did not do something. That “something” was an action he claimed to have told me about before but in the dream, I couldn’t remember however much I tried to rack my brains. Because of that, he was going to kill her and all I had been able to do was scream which hadn’t helped much.

As I drank some water in the kitchen, I thought about Jenny an