🏒 Lucian Marin I died in a dream. I was experiencing afterlife which felt like a dream. In this second dream I knew I was dead because I tried to bite my hand off and didn't felt a thing. I thought this is it, I'm going to live in the ghost world of the first dream forever. Then I saw someone. I knew how I died, I step over the edge of a high floor apartment. I was trying to remember the last seconds of my life when I met the woman in the red dress. Suddenly I woke up more scared than ever.
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