umoru  mustapha
umoru  mustapha

umoru mustapha


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umoru  mustapha

Epilogue A man in a red trench coat, gold hair stood at the edge of an ocean in the middle of nowhere. His hands behind his back, he was waiting for someone. It was dark, but there was no moon in the sky, just stars. A woman arose from the waters. She was the most beautiful creature he's ever seen, but it didn't meet his standard. I am the most beautiful creature after all. She had a fair skin tone that resembled the sun, white colored hair that matched her gown, a crown on her head. She floa...

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SLEEP final chapter chapter 7 The sun glowed it's sparkling light high on the horizon. The sky showcasing it's blue beauty on the streets of Red Rivers. Abigail awoke from her slumber. Her sprit returned back to it's physical body. She stood up from the ground, cleaned herself of dust on her outfit she was wearing while in the dream realm. She surved her surroundings. She was standing at the town's center. She recognized it, it was the place where the accident happened. She looked around...

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happy new year everyone ❤️ SLEEP Chapter 6 Abigail went through the fifth door but nothing. " James!!" She called out. No answer. She left and ran again until she located another hidden door. But it was all the same thing, nothing. Each door represent a person's own personal dream fortress, and everyone of them shows a reflection of what that person is dreaming about at that time. Be it good or bad. And since SKROMDREAD was currently in control of the dream realm here, you can already ...

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chapter 5 sleep James and Abigail were sited now in his office. He offered her a bottle of water from the fridge as they got in, and she finished the whole thing. Running down to the church was no easy feat. " Thank you." She responded the moment she was done drinking. He nods. " Can I start by saying. I don't know how I know you, but after we shaked hands... I started getting this flashes. I saw you in a car accident and the driver I think,  I wanted to call for help but... I can't tell w...

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Chapter 4 SLEEP Abigail walks out of the dressing room in a blue strapless gown, swaying around for her mom. Mother clapped her hands. " You look amazing!" " Thank you Mom." " Alright I am going to pay for that, we're already late for the dinner tonight." Mother left her. Abigail stares at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she is beautiful. But then her gaze remained on locked on the mirror, it was like she was staring right at a stranger. She drew closer to the transparent stru...

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Chapter 3 SLEEP Frank almost ran into a car.  But luckily for him, the car drifted to the other side doging him by a second. He sighs in relief, but he didn't stop. He kept on running. Someone was trying to kill him.  He didn't know why, but this individual wasn't slowing down one bit. He kept on running until he got to a house. He headed there, lucky for him again, the door was unlocked. He didn't even bother to knock and just ran in, locking it behind him. His breathing was the only sou...

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Chapter 2 Few hours earlier... James poured himself a glass of water from the bottle, drinking the whole thing. He glanced at his wife, Sarah. " Thank you for the meal," he says. " You are welcome... But please don't tell me you are still considering going to see that stranger," she replied. " He could be a member of the church and want some counseling, I can't just ignore that." He countered standing up from the dining table, grabbing his black suit. " At this hour? Seriously, you need...

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SLEEP prologue Fifteen years ago… " We don't have much time! We have to do this now!" A priest insisted.  The rest of the gathering, about five of them, looked at him with a concerned look. But the priest was right, there was no time. They were currently in a temple in the middle of the night. They surrounded each other and right in the middle, was a woman dressed in rags and unkept. Her face and hair was a mess, hands and legs in shackles. She sat face down inside a drawn circle with a ...

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