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Made the terrible (terrible, terrible!) mistake of taking a nap in mom & dad's bed again.

There was a horrible, complex nightmare that was incredibly vivid and all took place within the room. As per usual. It involved a cult somehow focused around hating people with mutilation fetishes, that of course became a cult full of mutilation fetishists trying to combat their urges together. There was also something about Paige setting up a recorder while I was sleeping and getting 'hitting' noises. I remember being half-awake and grabbing and squeezing 'Paige' with one hand in a sudden panic, and her squeezing me back. It felt very...real. And there were...other things...I don't know how to describe...she was asking me questions about me seeing faeries, but the way she was asking was scaring me, it was like she was imagining some sort of eldritch abomination, and loving it. And, I mean, they are very scary to look at, but nothing like what she was suggesting, and for some reason that terrified me.

And, as usual, woke up feeling completely drained of energy and sickly. The mucus is all settled in my chest and my body feels like I slept in a draft, which I certainly did not. Feeling my skin - it is still a very low temperature, especially for having been sleeping, and it definitely was not cold in the room; I should have been sleeping hot.

IDK. I just need to stop doing that.