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Aug. 27th, 2006 | 08:40 pm
posted by: in_superstition in themusicrpg
Slowly stirring from her sleep, Alison was dimly aware that she was lying uncomfortably on her back, and that there was a hot, rasping feeling across her face, making it difficult to breathe. With a disgruntled groan, she randomly clawed at the disturbance, not registering that it was the bedspread smothering her. But somehow during the night she had managed to tangle herself up in the blanket, and she ended up rolling off the edge of the bed to hit the ground with a heavy thud.