"What the fuck is going on?! We are not going out, this has all got to be some kind of joke!"
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"What the fuck is going on?! We are not going out, this has all got to be some kind of joke!" you yell enraged. Something odd was going on and you weren't about to plunge headfirst into some sick practical joke. Your anger grew with every word you spoke, eventually hitting Elizabeth like a freight train. "We-we-we're dating aren't we Roy?" tears seemed to well up in her eyes as she spoke, but then the harmless aura that seemed to surround Elizabeth disappeared. Her head hangs letting her long black hair drape over her face. "You don't remember dating me..." she says in an upset tone, her disappointment is apparent. Time feels as though it is getting slower as the day begins turning to night rapidly. In the distance you hear what sounds like an air raid siren, but hearing such things on a college campus would be ridiculous.
"YOU'RE CRAZY!!! I DON'T LOVE YOU! GET OFF ME!!! STOP IT!!!" she yells, making little sense. With a quick jerk she snaps her head up and growls at you. Her face is filled with an unexplainable anger that scares you to the bone. With a screech that pierces your ears she leaps at you, pinning you to the ground with her fingers curled around your neck. Instantly she begins to constrict your neck with her strong hands. You feel yourself fade out of consciousness, but as your vision fades to black you feel a pair of lips begin to kiss yours. Your last thought is of Elizabeth before you completely pass out.
You wake up back in your dorm room. You're covered in sweat just like last time, however, this time you notice that your pillow has been ripped to shreds, and instead of fluffy cotton on the inside, intestines and blood seep from the torn fabric. Was this a joke? You feel like you are beginning to lose a grip on what is reality and what isn't.
Do you:
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