Fiction Peril

Oh, it WAS a dream

As her eyes drifted open, she realised that her dream had been reality.

The party, the explosion, the dismembered bodies strewn about the garden. All of it was real.

The horned beasts descending from hovering motorcycles, impaling the survivors on their spears. All of it had been real.

The horrific screams, as the elegantly dressed partygoers were torn limb from limb, the remains of their torsos being tossed this way and that, into the fountain and the pond and the summerhouse. All of it.

At that point all of her friends stood up and laughed at her for falling for their little practical joke. How stupid she was.

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