Are you sleeping are you sleeping Brother John? Brother John? sings Melly softly as a crinkled photo is transported between her fingers, out of the drawer. She sets the photo face down on the dresser, and shuts her eyes. Brother John? Blindly flipping the photo over, Melly’s eyes snap open, lock click onto the smiling face. Brother JOHN!
Melly runs, sweat memory tears streaming down her face. If she runs fast enough, she may be able to shake this stranger out of her (Are you sleeping melly?), be rid of Brother John, who has taken possession of her insides, forever.
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