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Nausea. Words have left me. A violent flashback, worse than others prior. I cannot help them. Fear has a scent; I know it well. Dark room stained, candles dripping, we can tell no one, we are alone, the Shadows see all, no one knows this fear, this rage, this black rage, no one but me, no one but me and I must be strong. I cannot fight them all, I haven't the strength. Slipping away. Nothing to help us sleep. Nothing.

My God, I am so intensely terrified.