paradisa | Twenty-Fifth Negotiations; Dictated.

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lilah morgan

Twenty-Fifth Negotiations; Dictated.

Every once in a while, I'm reminded of why I moved out of the castle. It sounds like you all just had a lot of fun with the last event they decided to pull on anyone. It sounds about as fun as it was that time the Castle decided to make our rooms all a projection of our inner psyche. Good times, as usual.

I guess the whole everyone being asleep and dreaming thing explains why the town felt like something out of the Twilight Zone though.

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It sounds like quite the thing to see.

It was certainly something.

I can only imagine.

Did you dream?

No. It seems by living in town, I was spared the experience.

Looks like you lucked out.

So it would seem.

I was fortunate enough to not have a nightmare of my own. I don't think i could handle someone else interpreting them.

Quite fortunate. I cannot imagine letting people into my nightmares.

And then knowing most it would have to be talked about later.

Yes. Or that it could be used against you.

Especially the type of people that can be found here.

Exactly. I had enough of that sort of thing when the Castle turned our rooms into manifestations of our psyche.

I'm not sure I remember that.

Probably for the best.

Probably.

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