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    dread knocks, dream by jeremy.rutman -- Feb. 12, 2023

    I was in my childhood home on Park Hill, in the middle of the night and wandering about downstairs. A sense of dread and doom hung over me and with my characteristic fear of the dark I inched, full of fear, towards the kitchen where a light switch would allow me to dispel the horror of blackness all about. I finally found the switch, turned it on...and heard only four loud, dull, metallic thuds. In a paroxysm of terror I awoke, and IRL not knowing if the thuds had actually occurred or were only dreamed, I got up and made my way to the parlor , and peered out into the driveway to see if someone was making off with the catalytic convertor of the Prius or some other mischief. No one was around and eventually I made it back for a few hours of sleep.




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