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Last night I had the weirdest dream. I was walking down the street when a pack of reverse vampires began chasing me. I quickly painted a wall purple with a yellow border and red dots to distract them. I then slipped into a manhole. Meanwhile in a nearby cafe, a young woman was drinking coffee and reading a comic book which included a drawing of me. As the girl read the waitress brought her the bill. I then winked at the girl from the page. My hand reached out of the comic book, inviting the girl into it. Once inside I sang to her and introduced her to my black-and-white world which featured a sort of looking-glass portal where people and objects look real on one side and pencil-drawn on the other as I told her that she's all the things I've got to remember. Meanwhile, back in the restaurant, the waitress returned to find that the girl was not there. Believing that the girl had left without paying the bill, she angrily crumpled and threw the girl's comic book into a bin. This made the reverse vampires reappear, armed with a large pipe wrench and apparently aggressive. The reverse vampires smashed the looking glass with the pipe wrench, evidently trapping the girl in the comic book. I punched one of the thugs and retreated with the girl into a maze of paper. Arriving at a dead end, I tore a hole in the paper wall so that the girl could escape as the menacing reverse vampires closed in on me. The girl, now back in the real world and found lying beside the bin to the surprise of restaurant guests and staff, grabbed the comic from the bin and ran home, where she attempted to smooth out the creases to learn what happens next. The next panel showed me lying seemingly lifeless, and the girl began to cry. But I woke up and tried to break out of my comic-book frames. At the same time, my image appeared in the girl's hallway, seemingly torn between real and comic form, hurling myself repeatedly left-and-right against the walls as I attempted to shatter my two-dimensional barrier. I escaped from the comic book by becoming human and stood up. Smiling, the girl ran towards me and I embraced her before killing her. 


 

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