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Submitted to Contest #294
Jack couldn't speak - he could only scream as he woke up to the sound of his mother's voice whispering to him from the corner of his dark bedroom. Of course, it wasn't actually his mother, he knew that. How could it be, when she had died in a car accident just a little over a week earlier? 'Jack? Come over here, Jack. You can see me, can't you? Come over here, child... ' His chest was heavy, his bladder loose with fear. Looking over into the corner as he flailed amidst his perspiration-damp sheets, he realised that he could indeed ...
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