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Her dreams were plauged with terrible memories. When she closed her eyes, and was enveloped by darkness, she was terrified. The dreams of her flesh being torn into seemed so real. While asleep, she could still remember the teeth sinking into her chest, the pain of the cuts on her arms were so vivid.
The screams usually made her wake up. She would sit up, her heart still pounding, looking around to make sure she was still alone. Anita thought that perhaps coming to Sundren would help ease her fears. But the nightmares still came. The memories of the deaths of her family were still far too fresh. She bore the marks of them everyday.
She was not able to take care of the ones who killed her family, but she was working on growing stronger. One day, she would hunt. One day, she would seek revenge.
The screams usually made her wake up. She would sit up, her heart still pounding, looking around to make sure she was still alone. Anita thought that perhaps coming to Sundren would help ease her fears. But the nightmares still came. The memories of the deaths of her family were still far too fresh. She bore the marks of them everyday.
She was not able to take care of the ones who killed her family, but she was working on growing stronger. One day, she would hunt. One day, she would seek revenge.