In the dream, Joe was back out on the dark moor, staring at Caitlin's body in the nook of the tree. “Joe, wake up.” Stepping closer, he watched as blood dripped from the dead girl's hand. He made his way around the side of the tree until he could see the hole in her chest where her heart had been removed. This wasn't the first time he'd seen her in a dream, of course, but this time he felt compelled to go closer, and finally he reached out until his fingertips were just millimeters from the edge of the wound, where Caitlin's skin had been torn aside and was now covered in spots of dew that glistened and trembled in the moonlit breeze. “Joe, please... Wake up.” Letting his fingers brush against the wound, he realized her flesh was ice cold. “He's here,” a voice whispered suddenly. Looking at Caitlin's dead face, he realized that her eyes were staring straight at him. “He's here,” she said again. “Joe, don't turn around. Please, whatever you do, don't turn around. Don't look at him.
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