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Nightmare Scape #49

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Sleep leaves the waking mind.
The floor rises with hope.
Crashing down into despair. �
Standing in the bridge of an unknown ship.
Everything is rusted iron and flaking paint. �
Staring out of the broken glass.
A dark sea floods over the rusted flight deck. � �
Full steam into the abyss.
The controls are jammed. � �
The vessel deserted.
Full steam into the moonless storm. �
The wind blows through the bridge. � �
The foam swells over the decks.
Rising hope filled waves.�
Crashing into despair.
Full steam into insanity. � �
No escape from the uncharted ocean.
Your screams are muffled by the thunder.� �
You can�t wake up�But you do. �
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