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What is This?

The restless static in my head.  
Static that reaches my bed. No comfort here, turn back to see everything engulfed in static and noise. It rings and clashes at your head. Uncomfortable feelings of dread. Persistently upset. Unsatisfied, unreal, unkempt. Distaste of human race, it's pounding at the walls. Let it out hurry up! It's gonna be too late soon. It'll get in and go straight for the jugular. I'm not moving but I'm trying. My body is refusing its instructions. I look down to see my legs all fuzzy, muddled, and wrapped in static. Gotta hurry! I open the door to ear piercing screams. I saw things I thought you could only see in dreams. Nothing exists in this place anymore, just the crushing static that consumes evermore. Suddenly my eyes jolt and I wake up.  
Yet the only thing there is the static all throughout.
Written by arsastar (astaroth..)
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