Simon kept dreaming about the man stabbing him. No matter how many times the man stabbed him, Simon didn't die, he just saw the, now blackened, pool of blood beneath him grow wider and wider. He kept screaming. Rosa's blood burned him and the stabbing was aggonizing. Fianlly, Simon jolted upright and gasped, his body covered in so much sweat that his shirt was see through. He looked down at himself and sighed in relief. No blood... Just ther blood that's already there. Simon looked around. "Great... Two more humans..." He said, his old attitude returning.
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