I had a really creepy dream last night. I dreamed I was about to go into the library when someone who looked exactly like me showed up and started speaking in my voice.
"Hello, Shan. I heard you wrote about that little encounter of yours. We couldn’t have that." She shook her head. "No. We couldn’t possibly. Now, please, don’t tell anyone about me. I feed on secrecy, and I do so appreciate fine dining." With a laugh, she said, "Yes, your silence would make an excellent meal, Shan Cassidy."
Why would I want to feed you? I thought to myself.
"You don’t have a say in the matter. If you try to tell anyone, I can drown out everything you think with shame."
When I woke up, it felt like something was watching me.
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