I can trace the terrible dreams and night horrors that have plagued my sleeping hours back to the first time I opened that damnable book, but in the months that followed I had grown somewhat accustomed to them and they had ceased to fill me with dread.

Until this morning that is, when the act of opening my eyes had failed to drive the malignant entities away, and they had looked upon me with the same delight as a child looks upon a freshly unwrapped Christmas present, only with a more hideous intent.

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Inspired by H.P.Lovecraft - and some unusual personal experiences.