Slave… a short story

Man: Hello Nighmare, its been a while, have you come to haunt me?

Nightmare: You seem bold and unafraid to see me.

Man: Am I?  Hmm.. maybe cos you have no strings on me.

Nightmare: So you think you’re free?

Man: No one is, we’re all slaves to something.

Nightmare: I am no slave.

Man: Are you not? It is your curse to torment me, and it is my trial to be plagued by you.

Nighmare: How does that make me a slave?

Man: You’re here cos I’m your purpose, I’m the reason you exist. Unfortunately I’ve found a new master, so should you.

Emmalase.

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