Had a nightmare about being murdered in the kitchen. The final moments of my life I asked "What is it that you so hate about me?"
It answered "I can't stand you. And that aura of yours." and then it lunged at me with a sharp object towards my face and then I woke up.
Told myself "Meh, evil can't defeat me. I'm not even good... I'm better."
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