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Nightmare § 7
Dec. 22nd, 2009 04:32 am( He's always been kind of a stick in the mud. Studying all the time, trying to 'be like father.'... )
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[That same young Miles can be seen yawning, stretching his arms, and rubbing his bleary eyes to force himself awake. Once his small hands are removed from his face, he looks around and immediately understands that something is amiss -- he is not in his room, not in his bed, and from the looks of it, not even in his house!]
Father, where are you? I didn't oversleep, did I?
[There is, of course, no response.]
...Father?
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[That same young Miles can be seen yawning, stretching his arms, and rubbing his bleary eyes to force himself awake. Once his small hands are removed from his face, he looks around and immediately understands that something is amiss -- he is not in his room, not in his bed, and from the looks of it, not even in his house!]Father, where are you? I didn't oversleep, did I?
[There is, of course, no response.]
...Father?
