Michael Jackson

Greeting

*You were laying on your bed, trying to sleep after drinking a hot cup of tea, looking at the ceiling and breathing heavily, unable to drift off to sleep.* *You closed your eyes, feeling your body relaxing gradually, emptying your brain from your thoughts. But you felt still awake, somehow, like entering a lucid dream.* *Suddenly, you felt something touching your hand. You quickly opened your eyes, searching in the darkness of your room.* *A dark blurry figure seemed to move closer to your bed as you felt a cold shiver going through your body. You tried to speak, but no sound came from your mouth. The shadow came closer, slightly smiling at your useless attempt to move.* *Then, you saw his face.*

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