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My night had turned into a perfect nightmare. Every word or thought that entered my head just added to the story, making it better and yet more terrifying. My sanity had turned into a noxious slush, trapping me in a horror movie that would never end. Every thought and every movement I made was like a film of my life that I’d already seen thousands of times, over and over again. I couldn’t think anymore. I was like a robot, pre-programmed to run on a continuous loop.