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With as much as she had drunk with Dean the night before, Phoebe had assumed that she would have a deep, dreamless sleep. She had assumed that it would be easy to sleep.
She had assumed wrong.
She fell asleep almost instantly, but then she tossed and whimpered as the images moved rapidly through her mind. Even from sleep, tears were sliding down her cheeks as she tossed wildly on the bed.
( The nightmare seemed so real to her... )
Phoebe woke with a sharp cry. "No!"
When her eyes cleared and she saw where she was, she buried her face in her hands and started sobbing.
[[OOC: Open for anyone who might have heard her or have reason to decide to check on her.]]
She had assumed wrong.
She fell asleep almost instantly, but then she tossed and whimpered as the images moved rapidly through her mind. Even from sleep, tears were sliding down her cheeks as she tossed wildly on the bed.
( The nightmare seemed so real to her... )
Phoebe woke with a sharp cry. "No!"
When her eyes cleared and she saw where she was, she buried her face in her hands and started sobbing.
[[OOC: Open for anyone who might have heard her or have reason to decide to check on her.]]
