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Pas un Rêve I'm alone. I can't see anyone or anything around me and the sickly yellow lights are making me nauseous. They rock back and forth, like a hypnotist's pendulum, swaying me to sleep. Sleep. Dang, don't I miss that right now. I can't sleep just yet because right when I wake up, there may be a knife at the ready, waiting to cleave my face in two like Freddy Krueger's claws. My mind is filled with images of the sort and I find myself wondering about the other students. Whatever happened to them...I don't want to know… I shove myself off of the grimy and rusted, dented locker I leaned on for rest, and stalk through the halls, sticking close to the lockers. I'm panting and feeling dizzy, but I keep moving, not wanting to be found. What I want to do is get out of here, but that's not happening anytime soon, now is it? As I walk, I begin to miss the liveliness of my academy. A small,